Once again, People magazine has passed me over as the sexiest man alive and, this time, awarded the title instead to the more "traditionally" handsome Hugh Jackman. Whatever.
Also, I was supposed to be in the "Smokin' Hot Guys" photo spread at number 130, but of course they cut it off at 129, just like they did last year. In fact, just like they do every year. When I'm supposed to be number 120, they cut it off at 119. 100? Cut off at 99. It's not fair, I tell you. It's almost as if People magazine exists for no other purpose than to make me feel ugly!
Anyway, congrats, Hugh. Oh, and it's called a razor. Learn to use it.