so long, speaker city...

It’s time to update the top 5. Someone’s getting shifted out.
Why?
Jim from The Office.
Um, let me tell you about my growing love for Jim. First of all, unlike Berkeleyist, who shares my need to obsess about unattainable weirdos, I prefer fictional characters. You can make them do whatever you want. Real people tend to ruin things with their pesky free will.
Mikey’s got me hooked on The Office, which I had originally snubbed in favor of the assumed better British version. Amazingly, America has finally pulled something off and Mikey and I spend Thursday nights pining over Pam and Jim respectively. Pam, of course, is stuck with her boyfriend, the unattractive, unappreciative Roy while she and Jim share unrequited, mutually respectful, completely forbidden and deeply hidden love, which is, obviously, my favorite kind.
Jim is wonderful, perpetually cool and dryly funny. Jim is laid back and nice to everyone, always up for a good time and never taking himself too seriously. Jim is tall and has shaggy hair, ever secretly swooning after plain Pam, who, of course is just as cool as him. Jim rolls his sleeves and puts his hands in his pockets. I don’t know why, but I love that. I love that a lot.
Jim is basically perfect, and aside from the fact that he works at a paper company in Scranton, Jim is the f’ing bees knees and I love him.
Therefore, we bid adieu to the increasingly lame Vince Vaughn and welcome John Krasinski…