I want to be Meg Ryan.

I want a harry to my sally. I am definitely too chicken to do the same trick sally pulled at the diner, but I am absolutely up for the conversations – no matter if we disagree. I want that long drive and the phone calls and the visit to the museum. I’m not sure I have the luxury of time, but a string of bad relationships before THE good one might actually be worth it.

I want to be Meg Ryan. I have never wanted to be a doctor, but it would be cool to have someone want to give up a great deal for the love of me. He doesn’t have to look like Nicolas Cage. No, please no

I want to be Meg Ryan. I’d welcome an old-fashioned and sophisticated Leopold who seems ahead of my time. I am difficult to sweep off my very feet, but I want to see someone give it a try anyway. Exciting.

I want to be Meg Ryan. I want someone who could engage me in a conversation about nothing. Again, I am not sure I buy the idea of any random guy being the future male of my life, but I have always been in love with everything Tom Hanks, so go figure.

I would have wanted to be Ellen Pompeo, too. Not Meredith Grey; that doctor has issues I never get. Ellen Pompeo makes a living out of kissing Patrick Dempsey! I couldn’t be more jealous if I tried. But her fiancé isn’t so cute…

Yeah. There.