So this is the point in my life where I turn into a lowbrow madcap comedy of the sexes and don drag in order to move into a girl's dormitory then, huh? I guess I should've been expecting it. Via Gawker:"Marble-eyed Englishman Jude Law made the mistake of moving into a condo right next door to an NYU dorm.
... Freshman NYU ladies come running to windows of their dorm every time Jude Law comes out on his balcony. The reason for this, again: Jude Law lives in a condo with a balcony that is towered over by a dormitory full of 18 year-olds."
Hmm, I just realized that nowhere does it say that this is specifically a female dormitory, the original article at The Post just talks about the females doing the viewing and only gets quotes from them. So I guess maybe I won't have to turn myself into a teen comedy about my fake boobs popping comically after all. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to fake-romance an eighteen year old NYU student to gain access to their Jude Law overlook. Doin' it the old-fashioned way.
And those catty snoops took pictures to boot!
Loving his downward-facing-dog. What is it with me sexualizing the stars and their yoga positions this week? Golly. My chakra must be all hot n' bothered. I have no idea what I just said.
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