I know this is an unpopular opinion, but I love Kirsten Dunst. I feel like I’m always hearing people say they can’t stand her, but I’ve loved her since she was a kid in Interview With a Vampire and wanted to be her when she was Amy in Little Women and thought she was seriously funny in All I Wanna Do! (I don’t think enough people know about that movie, BTW. It’s mad campy and funny. Netflix it.) But you know, people are always saying she’s a drunk and she looks like crap, and I can see that, I guess. But then I see pictures like this of her from Cannes and I’m like, “What’s going on with her? Her hair is kind of cute but it’s messy and her skin looks nice but too pale? And that outfit is kind of cute but also not really?”

I don’t know. What’s your verdict?

Just last Saturday, Jensen Ackles and Danneel Harris got married. And what other way to celebrate than by promoting television shows?

This week, the two have been in New York, doing interviews and talking to corporate sponsors and not really honeymooning at all. Jensen is promoting Supernatural while Danneel is all about a new show on NBC, Friends With Benefits, so tough break, One Tree Hill fans (if any of you still exist).

I’m not trying to start shit, but is this weird to anybody else?  And isn’t Jensen looking a little rough?

On a somewhat related note, after a daiquiri/margarita slumber party and a few hours of crying alone in the dark, I’ve finally watched the rest of season five of Supernatural. It’s kind of remarkable how a TV show can make me so dead inside, but at least I have a good few months to mourn before season six starts up.  Thanks, everyone who told me it was a good idea to catch up.  It really, really was.  If you want to fangirl in the comments, I’m totally down.

The Biebz has brought so much light to my life.  I have a friend who is dating one of the lesbians who look like Justin Bieber, and I’ve had oodles of fun coming up with jokes for that situation.  My imaginary boyfriend (who is imaginary in the sense that we’re not really dating, not in the sense that I have hallucinated a person to be my boyfriend) is known for his remarkable rendition of “Baby.”  Just when I thought that Justin Bieber couldn’t bring me any more glee, he went and got filmed running into a door.

I haven’t been feeling well, you guys, but now I know that I just have a bad case of Bieber Fever.  If this is being sick, then I don’t want to get well.

Wait, sorry, that’s Aerosmith.  Michaels has a hole in his heart, not his soul.

But, yeah, yikes, if it weren’t for bad luck (or, uh, health), Bret Michaels would have no luck at all, right? And completely aside from that, how many horrible things need to happen to someone in succession until they finally just die? Jaysus.

Bret Michaels, who was admitted to the hospital last month for a brain hemorrhage was released earlier this week, but is now back in the hospital for what doctors are assuming to be a stroke. Under the microscope, Michaels was also found to have a small hole in his heart.

Michaels’ doctor claims that the hole in his heart is operable, and that his family and fans should remain optimistic (need I say that the physician in question has been updating Michaels’ blog throughout his health ordeal — just … weird).

Best wishes — again — to Michaels and his family and I hope that once he survives this (because come on … nothing can ever kill the frontman of a band of Poison’s caliber), he chills it out on the hospital visits.

Her name is Katie Cassidy, she’s David Cassidy‘s daughter and she most recently starred in Michael Bay’s remake of A Nightmare on Elm Street, which, if I’m being completely honest was the absolute balls. And I, uh, mean that in a good way.

Since the snooty Fox decided that Transformers was beneath her and wanted to stretch her legs (and nude scenes) in her upcoming indie film, Passion Play, producers for the Transformers franchise didn’t want to waste any time or effort in replacing the “irreplaceable” star, and didn’t find it all that hard to do so, either. A source close to the production dishes:

“Michael worked with Katie on A Nightmare On Elm Street and he sees her as the perfect choice. Megan was unknown when she was cast in the first Transformers and Katie is in that same mold. She even looks a little like Megan — only blonde.”

I’m kind of hoping that this entire “I’m a serious actress!” thing blows up in Megan’s face … I mean, without Michael Bay at her back, she’s probably going to continue to do low-budget indie movies that will end up on the dusty bottom rack of a second-rate movie rental store — if these movies even make it that far, at any rate.

… And with his ever-present purity ring, would you expect it any other way?

Yeah. Anyway. Joe Jonas claims that he’s going to release a solo album, so it looks like the days of the JoBros are quickly coming to a close:

“There’s nothing to hide. We’re just waiting for the right timing. There’s a lot of Jonas stuff going on this year, so once there’s a place for that record, we’ll release it. You’ll hear a lot of new music from us.”

See, when I was a much younger girl, I loved Hanson. I mean, I fucking loved Hanson. I was one of those pathetic little fangirls that’d get all crazy when I saw televised appearances of the flaxen-haired singing trio and I’d cry if I’d see them in person (which I did, many, many times). I was sick; it was a sickness. I went to their concerts, made scrapbooks of news articles that I had clipped from magazines and played their music, like, incessantly. It was bad, and it’s embarrassing now, but I can really feel for the girls who are so wrapped on the Jonas thing — it’d be like Isaac (yeah, my totally favorite dorky-assed Hanson that I so would have married at the age of thirteen) announcing that he was leaving the band back in 1995 or whatever. I’d have been devastated, so I totally feel you kids of today’s world. I feel you.