I'm sorry....

I have so very few people who read this, but after many a month of not posting, I can't imagine many people check back on this, but it is one of the links on my facebook, so you never know

As I mentioned in my last post, a few of us ladies created a blog to keep in touch with each other and I have found myself posting more and more there than on here. Since I share everything with them (or at least everything I would usually share here), I haven't posted anything on this blog because I haven't really seen a purpose. I'm blogging somewhere, right?

BUT

If you're one of those people out there (and I so terribly doubt this) that wants my constant life updates, let me know if in the comments. Otherwise, since I have a new mac, I'm doing a lot more video blogging as well as this new thing which is like Twitter, except with pictures

So, catch me here:

dailybooth.com/chrissyk

and/or

www.youtube.com/user/chrelg

Empty

Well...

this is an odd sight

sitting at my computer sans printer and speakers

no bed next to the window

no clothes in the closet

no posters on the walls

nothing on the floor.

I am officially moving out.

In other news, my mom notified me that I have an interview at Family Video on Monday at 2pm

Fuck. Yes.

Hopefully this one goes better than the other one

In other other news, a bunch of us have decided to start a blog together. Emily, Sasha, Katie, Rachel, Mandy and I have named ourselves The ROIAL Ramblers and have taken on the fun task of keeping each other up to date with the goings-on of our lives. Considering Rachel's in Atlanta, Mandy will be in Italy, Katie and Sasha in EL and me and Emily will be at our respective homes, we're kind of more spread out than we're used to (go figure). This is (in my opinion) a ridiculously fun way of keeping in touch. Of course, we'll call and Skype and all that jazz, but I think blogging has it's perks (or else I wouldn't be doing this right now).

In other other other news, I turned in my application for the MSI last Monday. I think the video is catch and probably a little bit corny. The essay is super truthful. The application is witty. The picture is cute. I think I covered every aspect that was needed.

Let's take a minute out and talk about just how BADLY I want this. At first, it was just something for me and Emily to gush about over park swings and ice cream. Then, I started telling more people about it and it started to become a reality. Filming the video with Cheeseburger only made me want to do this more.

And the ultimate was visiting the museum.

With SO MUCH to explore and do, 30 days there would be such a blast. Like I said, I think blogging has its perks and I really enjoy doing it. No big deal there, Museum. And no, I don't know anything about science and industry, but what better way to learn and teach other people than through the awe-filled eyes of someone exploring for the first time as well.

I've given this spiel to about 10 different people, so you've probably heard it before. Whatever. It makes me happy. It's a longshot, but can you imagine if I actually got it? You would have to come visit the museum and be that sticky-handed kid who puts his hands up to the glass and says, "Look, Mama. It's a girl. I wonder how she got in there."

^_^

Hung out with Sean, Clinton, Emily, Sarah, Tori, and company last night. Emily, Sarah and their fathers were playing at a coffee house. I'm convinced that had Sean had a car, I probably would not have been notified that this was going on, but so it goes. I ended up going and had a ridiculously good time. The ladies and gents sounded amazing and looked even more so.

Afterward, we headed over to Emily's house and a bunch of us ended up sitting in the kitchen, guitars and all, having a 1am jam session and eating some FANTASTIC guacamole and chips. Her mom made one of my dreams come true by letting me roast a marshmallow over a candle. Best s'more ever.

Then, Clinton and I kept Sean up by shuffling cards as loudly as possible and reading bedtime stories to him from Aesop's Fables. He was none too pleased

All the night recepts more into the dorms today. Good luck, guys!

I think that is all

I am in such exquisite agony...

Let's tango...with whips

Maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two...

I want to spend a spring afternoon with you, romping through the flowers, hand in hand, poisoning pigeons in the park

I want to tell the people of Argentina...

(My mom is watching Evita)

(But I do have things to tell you)

I have an interview for a job in about three hours. Yay! It for a desk receptionist position at a hotel. I want this job badly, not only because I think it would be a great fit and I could get the hours I want (late late late [because no one likes those hours]), but also because this job is kinda the reason I decided to move home to Jackson in the first place. If my mom hadn't suggested I give it a try, I would have found a job in East Lansing at Pizza Hut or something and lived with Katie and Sasha for the year

I do have a feeling I'll be better here at home. And it's only for a year

whatever

I have a fucking job interview. Finally

w00t w00t


I have decided, somewhat childishly (or child-like-ly. fuck it), that I am going to read Harry Potter from start to finish before the movie comes out in November. I got said idea from the loverly wife who mentioned it a few weeks back. It sounded like a good idea considering I haven't read the first two books in, like, six years.

Yes. I know. Harry Potter is a child series. Fuck you. I don't care. And I have some time over the next week to read a lot because my mom and I are taking a trip to go visit Carla, Brian and their kids (w00t w00t new baby, Renee). Yay for 7 hour drives!


Speaking of the wife, I know Ben's always joked about our upcoming divorce and how she's leaving me and I'm sad to report that her and I are spending more time apart than we are together. Between her long and late hours at the office and my ridiculous need to gain my independence by driving here and there for parties and gatherings and Bridget, we are hardly in the same spot for very long.

She's leaving me

It's very unintentional, but subconsciously, I think we're both preparing ourselves for the end - the final night of being roommates after four years.

...

Of course, most of this is a joke, but some of it is actually truth. I don't see a ton of her lately and it doesn't bother me because I still have this lasting feeling like I'll be living with her next year. It sucked during the summers between college years when we didn't see each other at all, but I always knew I'd be seeing her a lot during college. I'm getting the same impression when there is no "next year" for us. I'm sure I'll visit her wherever she goes (here's to hoping it's somewhere exciting [you hear that, Wife? Move to London!]) but by August 14th, the most perfect roommate combination will come to an end

How am I supposed to live with anyone else?

Maybe after living with my family for a year, I'll be BEGGING to live with anybody but them ^_^


Sean, Ryan and I spent a little bit of time in Bellevue with Clinton. His dad's band was playing in this Dancing in the Streets thingy. We missed the car show by a day, but that's okay - the band was fun. Afterward, we all traveled back to East Lansing and watched Youth in Revolt, which I actually enjoyed quite a bit. The only thing was that I hated the girl he was chasing from the word 'go' so that made things kinda difficult for me

I also saw my first episode of The IT Crowd

I like the Irish Guy (I have no idea what his name is)


And last but certainly not least

What. The. Fuck. Weather? I don't know why you feel the need for 94 degree weather. Yes, I know it gets hotter in different states, but have we talked about the humidity?! You can be 94 in dry places - NOT HERE. Damn. It feel like a fucking wet sauna every single time I stick my head outside.

And

What. The. Fuck. Apartment? It would be really nice if the ice cold air would make it from the living room/kitchen area into our bedrooms. This whole me sleeping on the couch night after night just to say cool is a tad bit ridiculous.

And

What. The. Fuck. Mosquitoes? I understand you must sustain life and to do that, you need to eat. Stop munchin' on my toes, please. The resulting welt itches like you wouldn't believe, but hurts when I try. You know what? Just stop biting me. All of you. After two bonfires, three walks, a few lake excursions, and a rollerblading occurrence, I think you've had quite enough of me. Quite. Enough

Verrier's answer to all of this: Quit being so warm blooded

(I was so happy that I got to use that line at least five times during the fourth of July, ESPECIALLY when someone: *slap* "I've been bitten." It was pure glory)


That is all...I think

Words can't say and I can't do enough to prove it's all for you

Not THAT old, but still a classic in my mind

I've been everywhere, man.

Crazy amount of stuff that has happened in the last two days

I drove from East Lansing to Jackson to West Bloomfield to Ann Arbor to Jackson to Augusta and then back to Jackson again

and I found out that, yes, you can get a sunburn just from driving. My left arm is going to be considerably tanner than the other one...which is certainly saying something because I do have pasty, pasty skin. Any tan is going to make the rest of me look like a ghost.

I haven't seen this many firework displays in a while. There were the illegal ones at Sean's and then an hour-long show on Gull Lake, as well as all the little displays scattered all around Scotch and Gull Lake. Kinda intense

Also, more mosquito bites on my body than I think is entirely healthy.

Sean's was fun and tiring. I didn't drink anything so I wasn't trashed enough to sleep on the floor, so I stayed up all night long. It was nice around 6am when the sun was rising over the lake, and I had a really nice talk with Ian Cooley after that.

I met a girl named Tori. Her uncle is Adam Baldwin. Not her second cousin twice removed...not some distant uncle of an uncle of a grandfather cow somewhere or any other odd connection. He's her father's brother. Needless to say, I was quite shocked and happy. She had pictures on her phone of him at dinner a few weeks ago.

I told you that to tell you this story: Clinton was hungry and as everyone was moving inside because Sean was going to smoke the lawn and/or it was getting too loud, I suggested we go get food. The legendary John Walsh heard that we were going to go get food and slapped $40 into my hand and told me to use all of it. Now, it's 2 in the morning and we're guessing that not a damn thing is going to be open except McDonalds.

We were right

So, there we are - me, Clinton, and Tori - having driven around a good portion of West Bloomfield looking for ANYTHING except a McDonalds. No luck.

We pull up

We three order what we want

Clinton then leans over and says, "We want 35 McDoubles"

Silence

Then, this poor intercom girls says, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

Turns out this poor girl and two other McDonalds employees were the only ones there and she said that she had been getting orders like that all night long. Needless to say, she was a stressed out SOB

So we gave them an under-the-table-tip for their trouble. Intercom Girl said that she was going to quit her job but we were so nice that she had more faith in humanity and decided against it

In hindsight, perhaps we shouldn't have given her a tip. She might have quit her job and actually found a place that schedules smartly and does leave 3 people alone to make 40 burgers

Before heading on to Emily's house, I stopped at Pizza Hut. I sat alone for about 10 minutes before this nice old man came by and asked if he could sit with me. He said that his wife had died last year and he wasn't quite used to eating alone yet. We had a great conversation about her (more him telling stories, but who's keeping track?). And to top it all off, apparently, Pizza Hut was "out of smalls" so, they gave me a large pizza for a small pizza price. Overall, a great decision

Then, on to Emily's house in Augusta and a bunch of us took a speed boat out on the lake. We certainly exceeded the amount of people that were supposed to be on that boat, but we're irresponsible teenagers - we do that. There were many fireworks to be had, two bonfires, a crap ton of cigarettes and then I crashed on Emily's couch

Mr. Nott made me a really great omelet

And now I'm home

enjoying the central air

My birthday is coming up.

meh

that is all

How could you use a poor maiden so?

Emily, Bridget and I found some odd stuff underneath our couch this last week.

Bridget lost her phone under our couch, which is terribly understandable. I remember doing that one night - Halloween, actually - and having to take one of the funniest trips into poor sleeping Emily's room to get her phone to call my own.

Whatever. I'm just saying it's easy to lose your phone under our couch (even easier to lose it IN the couch)

So we lift up the couch

I understand the crumbs and the random book and the occasional sock, but what we found was quite odd considering I have absolutely no idea how they got there

Poker chips: Five white, four blue, three red (I think)

And a Joker card...with a naked blonde fingering herself

I would REALLY like to know how they got there. Emily and I do not own poker chips - we don't play poker at all. I don't remember anyone playing poker at our apartment and I seriously don't remember that stuff being under the couch a few months ago when I was moving stuff around to make room for the Papisan chair in the main room. And I might seem like the kind of person to have playing cards that are sex-themed, but you would NEVER see me with masturbating ladies on my cards. Dirty sayings, maybe. Corny jokes, definitely. Ladies pleasuring themselves? Yeah, not so much

She's not even that pretty. Her hair is all stringy

But that's really beside the point


A momentous occasion occurred today. I got a new phone and now have unlimited text messaging (!!!!). Bridget and I are taking every opportunity to flaunt this fact by texting random things to each other. For a while, I wanted to see how loud my ring was, so she texted. It went on and on, but I'm truly enjoying this. And the text messaging seems to get through easier at my house than calls do. We are seriously in a signal deadzone here. I have to answer my phone and run outside any time anybody tries to call. Texts, though? Fantastic and easy. I'll have to get used to using a keyboard, but we all have our crosses to bear


In other news, the loverly Bridget let me borrow one of her art books. If you haven't heard of Banksy, behold:







Call it glorified graffiti. Call it modern art. Call it whatever you want, but I find this one of the funniest and most interesting artists around. He's gained so much popularity over the years with his random pieces of art all around London and surrounding places. You almost feel honored seeing something of his because it's more than likely that he'll make something and a few days later, someone will be scrubbing it off the side of a building.

The anonymity of him is also appreciated. I know there are articles that have said that they've found the true Banksy. True or not, I couldn't care less. I almost enjoy it that much more if I have no idea what the guy looks like.

I was told about him while I was in London last summer and looked for his stuff everywhere, but I have a feeling it's one of those things where you'll see something of his if you're really not looking for it.

I just enjoying laughing with him at his art.

Go look him up. Read some of his comments. He's ridiculously funny

Also

CAIRN!



Courtesy of Goldsworthy in all of his brilliance and awkwardness


Sean's tomorrow, I think. I'm not sure. I think I'll make that decision at two tomorrow afternoon. Fun with the Walsh people, but also a relaxing 4th with the fam doesn't sound like such a bad idea either

*shrugs* Not too big a deal

That is all

The Weepies

Yesterday when you were young
Everything you needed done was done for you.
Now you do it on your own
But you find you're all alone.
What can you do?

You know there will be days
When you're so tired
That you can't take another step.
The night will have no stars
And you'll think you've gone as far
As you will ever get.

Go where you want to go
Be what you want to be
And if you ever turn around
You'll see me.

I can't really say
Why everybody wishes they were somewhere else.
But in the end, the only steps that matter
Are the ones you take all by yourself.

You and me
Walk on, walk on
Walk on
'Cause you can't go back now

Best Impressions

I just got back from doing a huge application-getting thingy with Bridget. Thankfully, she's one of those go-getters and offered to come with me. I probably would have gotten discouraged sooner and quit with only a few apps. I have so many right now

Guess what I'm doing tonight?

Hopefully, if none of this works out, Chris will take pity on my poor, unemployed soul and let me come back to the theater. I really don't mind closing concessions. Just give me money, dude! I'll do anything

I think my parents would prefer I get myself an office job or something that pays more than minimum wage, but I don't know any other way to say "I'm not staying here forever" than to say "I'm not FUCKING staying here forever!" I would rather not stay in Jackson for the rest of my 20s, thank you. They want me to look for a long-haul type of thing, I think. Now, I could be COMPLETELY wrong, but I feel like I need a job that I can take with me if I move somewhere else. Let's say I get trained at Outback or at a hotel - might not be one of those jobs you want to keep for all of your natural born life, but they sure do bring in quite a bit of money and once you're trained, you're trained for good. I can go to grad school anywhere and hopefully pick up a job. I don't know if office jobs or temp jobs would do that

I could be wrong. Dead wrong. But I dunno.

I don't know the world

On a much cheerier note, it's actually been nice being home. I get to take walks with people, go out to dinner with some ladies I haven't seen.

And I got my hair cut

I was truly tempted to just tell her to shave it all off, because I have truly run out of ideas of what to do with it. I would go really artsy, with the sides shaved, all faux-hawked up and gelled to perfection, but that just wouldn't look good on me. My face is too round and too fat to cut it super short - it would probably look funny

As it is, she cut it pretty short. It's a bob, like my hair away is when it's cut short. I don't know if I could pull off a shag well. I suppose one of these days I should see. It's just hair. It always grows back and you can always do something else with it. Not too big of a deal. And I always find something fun to do with the cuts I get, so I like it well enough

It has the layers I asked for, so that's a plus

AND

Because I missed it yesterday

AWKWARD FAMILY PHOTO THURSDAY



-This photo brought to you by PETA and Awkward Family Photos


That is all

Minute Maid Orange Juice Bars are DELICIOUS!

It's Random Trivia Tuesday! Celebrate!

~When Burger King decided to sell fast food Down Under, they found that there was already a local carry-out restaurant called "Burger King." As a result, if you're looking for a Whopper in Australia today, you'll have to go to a chain called "Hungry Jack's."

~Before Briton Hadden and Henry Luce decided to call their new magazine Time, they were debating calling it either Chance or Destiny

~The average lifespan of a major league baseball is 7 pitches

~King James IV of Scotland was an amateaur dentist, and even paid people to let him practice on their teeth

~The first American-made condoms were made from vulcanized rubber and were meant to be re-used

~When Union soldiers cut off supply deliveries to the Confederacy during the Civil War, the South was not able to get paper from northern paper mills. So, Confederate papers were printed on the back of wallpaper peeled off of parlor walls

~Most teddy bears are manufactured with a neutral expression on their faces so that children can project their own emotions onto the stuffed creatures

~The flashes of colored light you see when you rub your eyes are called "phosphenes"

-This session of Random Trivia Tuesday brought to you by The Amazing Fact Generator


In other news, spending a few days at home. And of course, it takes one day for me to be blames for putting a virus on my mother's laptop

For goodness sake, people! I know I'm known for doing this, but I seriously didn't visit any other sites except QC, facebook, my email and a few blogs. What is her proof? Her computer wouldn't shut down fast enough, so she starts pushing all these buttons and freaking it out. I don't know what was wrong with it. I held down the power button, it turned itself off and she slapped my hand away, saying that that wasn't the way to shut it down

*rolls eyes* Yes. I know that's not the accepted way to shut down a computer, but when you've run out of options, that's what you gotta do. When she went upstairs, I turned the computer back on, let it sit for a few minutes and then turned it off the normal way.

Works fine

And you think I freak out over my computer...I mean, I do, but I think I'm starting to get a little desensitized to it. I think there are viruses running rampant in my poor PC, but it turns on, it lets me watch movies, it lets me get on AIM and check sites. I'm quite proud of it after all I've done to it


I had an exciting weekend. Saw Ben, went to the bar (had my first [and probably last] Irish Carbomb), watched some Zim and Alice in Wonderland, saw Drunken City 2 and 1/2 times (but missed Combating Shakespeare. Sad face), and then took a very much needed walk with Bridget and Mary Kate Sunday night. I had a bit of stuff on my mind, so I'm kinda glad I didn't get a lot of sleep Saturday night/Sunday morning because I passed right out after I got home from the walk - didn't even give myself time to mull. That was a good thing. Bad thing was that I spent the second unintentional night sleeping on a couch until 11am.

My brother and I also rented When In Rome, mainly because my brother likes Kristin Bell. For it being a RomCom, it was all right. I mean, I wasn't the biggest fan, but it did make me laugh quite a bit, so I've got to give them that. The lead guy's character was extremely accident prone, which I think they added in there to make the movie a little more unique (not that that worked wonders). It doesn't really come into play too much except to make the audience laugh.

It had a very surpringly interesting cast - all people I wasn't really expecting to see.


On a last note, I fucking HATE Kennedy from Season 7 Buffy. Joss said he wanted to find a girl for Willow that was completely opposite from Tara. Well, congrats, asshole, you found her and she's the most annoying and bratty piece of crap I've ever encountered

and she's not hot

bitch

That is all

Peaches

You say, "Good morning" and "Good evening"
The day is done and you've come to find
The words are fleeting. I hear your quiet breathing
Is something wrong?

You come on two knees with more than two needs
Finding that it's all too easy
To be helped and found
You slept and he said

It is in you to carry on
Is is in you to lay down fears that hold
It is in you to find your way home

The daylight's come and the sun is blazing
New beginnings seep into you
But in the end it's distant shadows
That finally overwhelm your senses
And this time around
Is it love that you crown?
And this time around
You'll be more than who you are

It is in you to carry on
It is in you to lay down fears that hold
It is in you to find your way home

Could you find yourself a way home?

Day 30 - Best Animated Show

(Yes. I know. It was supposed to be Best Quote, but I refuse. I simply refuse)

Daria

Hands down. Best animated show ever. The only good thing MTV has done with its sad, sorry existence as a television channel.

Yeah, yeah. Don't give me that crap about how Archer or South Park are better. They're not. Daria is the best

Here. A random episode. Educate yourself





***

Thankfully, I saw Drunken City last night because that storm rolled in super fast

I've got to hand it to those actors, though. Ridiculously dark clouds were rolling in, half their audience got up to leave, the wind was blowing so hard it was rocking the scenery behind them, but they just kept on going until the tech guy told them they could stop.

So, Mandy, Emily and I got caught in the rain for a while. Perhaps it wasn't the best day to have product in my hair as it was dripping down my back. Sure, I smelled really good, but the minute I touched my hair to get it out of my eyes, my hands got all sticky and gross.

Now I look like a drowned rat

But, the rain is nice. Hopefully it cools everything down

It would seem that I am all done with my TV meme thing after today. It should feel odd that 30 days have passed, but it doesn't. A lot of people are counting down the days until school starts back up again and they see their friends. I'm not technically counting down to anything. This is kind of an eternal summer for me. Head back to Jackson in a few weeks, like the summer. Start working (maybe at the theater), like the summer. Endure my parents and brother, like the summer

And I get to do that all through fall and winter

This will be odd

Oh well

We all have to regress sometime, right?

^_^

That is all


EDIT TO ADD: So, you remember me telling you about those guys from Libya that live on the bottom floor of our apartment?

I was getting something out of my car and one of them (or one of their friends) was standing just inside the door of their porch area and catches me going back into the apartment complex.

I've already had many an awkward conversation with one of the guys that lives in the apartment. You can only say so much when neither one of you know the language the other speaks. I think he still thinks my name is Christina. That's fine. It's not a big deal or anything.

But anyway. Libya Guy's friend tells me to come inside with him. Now, I'm standing out in the rain barefoot, clad in a tank top and PJ pants, my hair now dried into a limp, curly mess. I am in no state to enter anyone's apartment. Not to mention, I don't know any of these guys - I don't speak their language and they can barely speak a lick of english. I hate awkward situations more than I can express. I tell him that I'm not dressed. He says he doesn't care and, instead, wants to open doors for me to come in. I tell him my roommate is upstairs waiting for me. He doesn't care - he wants me to come inside the apartment. I tell him I have friends upstairs. This finally satisfies him, but he still won't let me go upstairs without giving me a parting gift

A huge plate of food. Shish kabobs on a gigantic plateful of rice. I take it with as many "thank yous" as I can possibly manage. I feel bad for lying to him and were I a less awkward human being, I would have joined them, but an apartment full of people who would only smile and nod at me as I chattered nervously in a language they've only been exposed to for a month would make me uneasy

I'm so rude

But their food was really good. But now I have this huge plate of rice that I don't know what to do with. I'll fry something up to accompany it, I guess...or have Emily fry something up considering I'm really not good at frying anything except my hair and maybe the occasional egg

Day 29 - Saddest character death

Dr. Mark Green



I watched this episode on a rainy weekday during the summer

I was not expecting to cry as much as I did, but it hit me hard

R.I.P Mark Green

*tear*

***

Okay, now. I spent literally an hour writing a post about friendship

I read it. Some of it is good. Some of it is really bad. Most of it is sentimental.

And I'll post it later when I've finally discovered what I'm trying to say.

In the meantime, feel free to read the article that started all of this sizzling in my brain: Ryan Smith posted this article to facebook, so some of you might have seen it.

I'm tired.

That is all

Day 28 - Current t.v show obsession

Emily and I have just recently gotten into watching Doctor Who regularly

The story of my interaction with Doctor Who is long and fraught with peril

Not really, but my mom and brother would always watch it and since I had this personal vendetta against most anything sci-fi (they would always watch the most terrifying alien stuff), whenever anything was sci-fi, I refused to watch it. I think my brother got very good at keeping me out of rooms. I would walk in and ask what they were watching. "Sci-fi stuff," and I'd walk right out

Well. Doctor Who classified as sci-fi. I was having none of that

Fast-forward to college. My aversion to sci-fi stuff could not withstand ROIAL. Firefly. Star Wars. Star Trek. Halo (it has aliens. it's sci-fi. fuck you). I was right back at home, but if I wanted to socialize, I had to deal

And I did

Then, there was Doctor Who. It was talked about constantly and one can only go so far nodding and smiling and having no idea what anyone is talking about. I was shown a few episodes that were quite interesting. And David Tennant is quite cute.

So, I watched all the specials at the very end of David Tennant's run as the Doctor. I watched him regenerate into Matt Smith!Doctor.

And here we are today



***

It's Awkward Family Photo Wednesday!



Have a very Awkward Wednesday!

-This post brought to you by Hitler and Awkward Family Photos

That is all

Late night amusement

I knew a blogger who, quite long ago, took movie quotes and made them into mood icons of sorts

You know, each mood had a quote to go with it. I'd give you an example, but I think she got rid of them a few years ago. They were very clever and well-thought out

I told you that to tell you this

Matt Radick just put up the pictures he took from the play (and they look excellent!)

And upon going through them, looking at the expressions, I was struck with the thought that I could do the exact same thing as the blogger did

But instead of using movie quotes, I'd use the pictures

There are a few problems with this:
1) I wouldn't even know how to go about doing that. It can't be that hard, but I would need to screw around with it some (perhaps it can be a project)
2) After this whole TV meme thingy, I don't think I'll be posting daily. They might go to waste
3) There is absolutely no picture I could use for "Happy"

...unless I was "Deviously happy." In that case, I'd have all that I would need.


In all seriousness, the pictures turned out amazingly. Sadly, no pictures of Sean in his all-too-famous umbrella hat. Come to think of it, a supreme lack of Sean and Sully pictures altogether. I can mention it in the coming days, but for now, the gallery of pictures looks way cool

I'll leave you with this little gem:


This one would be "Forgetful"

Dammit! Where did I put my keys? Why can't I remember?

See?

I love it

That is all

Day 27 - First t.v show obsession

We're not counting childrens' shows. Kids have nothing better to do than to get addicted to Sesame Street

Unless you didn't have a TV as a kid. In that case, I am both terribly sorry and am wildly envious.

ANYWAY

First TV obsession: ER

It was always on TNT in the mornings at 10am and 11am. I caught all of Seasons 7-12ish and then kinda tuned out of it, but those seasons were my one and only TV obsession for a while. All the seasons with George Clooney, I never really watched all the way through. I imagine he was a very attractive doctor, but those were never the first seasons I saw, though I hear they're the best

That's debatable

I refused to watch the last few seasons. I was going to shoot the writers towards the end of the series because of the kind of shit I heard they were putting Abby and Luka through. They couldn't get a single ounce of peace to themselves. It was hard to hear about

I ADORE Noah Wyle.

Goran Visnjic is all kinds of wonderful Croatian.

I did tune in for the last few episodes of the series, though. All the old people were coming back. It was nice to see Carter and Susan and Doug.


You know what? Shut the hell up. I loved this show and I'm not shamed to say it.





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Today is Random Trivia Tuesday

*sparse applause*

DID YOU KNOW THAT...

~In Detroit, Michigan, it is a crime to sell used confetti

~The Pickle is a movie about a director trying to launch his new movie about a flying pickle. Starring Little Richard and Donald Trump

~The proper name for otter dung is "spraints"

~Seriozha Grishin was a gifted Ukrainian who was able to play the piano by the age of one

~In Africa, it is still illegal for bantu hunters to laugh at an elephant's butt after trapping it

-This session of Random Trivia Tuesday brought to you by Balderdash, the game for good liars


A friend of mine who is obsessed with Lady Gaga posted something on her wall about the meaning of her latest video "Alejandro." Why people spend a ton of time trying to come up with meanings for videos is beyond me, but I supposed with Lady Gaga, she gives you a lot to work with so the endeavor is never totally without satisfaction.

I just really like the song.

I didn't know it was about the occult

*snicker*

I didn't know Alejandro was God, Fernando was Jesus, and Roberto was the Holy Ghost.

Damn. That song makes so much sense now. I can't believe I didn't see it before.

(I'm gonna feel kinda bad if that's really what she was getting at)

I don't want to talk about this much longer. If you're terribly curious as to how Lady Gaga is referencing the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the Illuminati, the Trinity, and Satanism in her video, feel free to read this

And if you're not, don't.


In other news, Mystery Diagnosis was creepy last night. The first one was about a kid whose antibodies were attacking his brain instead of the strep bacteria that he had. I mean, he simply got strep - didn't even feel a sore throat - and his stupid body starts attacking parts of his brain.

First, he refuses to sleep in his bed. He'll sleep anywhere except his bed (he says this is because the comforter had bright yellow lines on it that made him feel anxious). Then, he insists that every light in the house be on at all time. After that, he starts walking funny - either marching, or hopping or crouching down low and moving his legs in an odd pattern. Following that, his hands are constantly strained as if he were tugging on something, his hands are always over his ears and he constantly rocks back and forth. Then he starts whispering to himself, things like "Nothing is nothing is nothing is nothing."

The final straw for his mother is when he came shuffling downstairs, didn't say a word and merely handed her a crumpled up piece of paper that had the word HELP written in huge letters

I find it purely terrifying that the mind can do that to you. It wasn't a psychological thing. It was purely medical. And all from a strep infection. My Lord, I used to get strep all the time and this didn't happen to me.

I hate the human body

That is all

Day 26 - Best pilot episode

Firefly

The rest of Joss Whedon's pilot episodes for his other shows never quite started out well, but Firefly started out amazingly. Just kinda threw you into the mix and gave you a great idea about the adventures to come

Too bad there were only, like, 13 episodes or something like that

Shame



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Here I am, 9am, waiting to take a shower so that I can apply for a job here in good ol' Jackson.

I feel like I'm giving up...

But really, I'm a fighting machine that specializes in sucking up its pride and rolling with the punches

Yeah?

Convinced?

Whatever

Spent the night with the Bridget. Yay!!! Took a walk around the neighborhood for a few hours, which was good - we walked off enough so that there was room for the Taco Bell later. We are so healthy.

As always, we both agreed that we know everything about everything and it would be useful if the government would just hand over power to us. She can take all the business stuff. I'll make sure no more Rocky movies are made. Ever again

Ours will be a great land

You excited?

In other news, I woke up yesterday morning at about 7am (I think someone texted me. Why someone would be texting ANYONE at 7 in the morning is so beyond me) and literally could not walk. The pain in my quads was unbearable. I unwillingly stretched, endured the resulting pain, and then went back to sleep. Whatever I did helped. In the afternoon they were merely achy, so all is well now.

The worst thing about coming home is that I'm going to have to endure Fox News being on at all hours of the day. Maybe if I take a really late night shift, I can sleep during the day and work during the night and I'll never have to watch it

I think it's good to note something: I am not a liberal. I'm not technically conservative either, but I don't dress to the left, if you get my meaning. The reason I am always down on Fox News (not that anyone cares because everyone I know hates Fox News) is for the mere fact that I would hate ANY news program on television if it was on every damn second of the day. I don't appreciate a lot of the programs on that channel. The people are sometimes less than human in their approach to life, but then again, so are some of the liberal news casters and commentators. I'm not casting stones at one side or the other. They both fucking suck, it's just that Fox News is constantly on at my house. Never ending. It's either I'm watching news or I'm forced to sit in the living room with my brother as he plays yet another RPG that's "new" but looks like it's from the 1980s

And no one plays the Wii

They should have gotten an Xbox

That is all

Day 25 - OMG WTF? Season finale

Bones, Season 4 finale

It wasn't a blow-your-mind kind of finale. In fact, it was "OMG WTF" in the way that it DIDN'T blow my mind. An entire season building up to what could have been a fantastic season finale, but it just sucked ass

I wrote a post about it on my blog a while back. You wanna hear me complain about Bones, well, here you are

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Yesterday was PRIDE

When Michaela called to tell me this, I thought this would be a parade of sorts - maybe a gathering of people to mingle and hang out in Old Town. What the hey, right? Why not go out and mingle. So I went with her.

Instead, it was bar-hopping and dancing at Spiral with majority of Lansing's gay community.

Needless to say, it was SO MUCH DAMN FUN.

I had never been to Spiral, though I had always wanted to go. So, when it was suggested, we jumped at the chance. By about 10, the place was so crowded. Many a hot men dancing on the bar. Fantastic drag numbers. And more dancing than my poor hamstrings could take. At about 12:30, we went outside to get a breather, took at look at each other and decided to head home, exhausted but very happy

I can barely walk this morning

It was worth it

My family came up yesterday before the crazy whirligig of fun. They sat in my apartment for a while as my dad diagnosed the lady on the TV from "Mystery Diagnosis." She had some sort of disease where her white blood cells eat away at her flesh, so it looks like a flesh-eating bacteria. After that, we went out to P.F Changs for Andy's birthday and ate A LOT of food. Now I have leftovers. w00t!

Flesh-eating diseases, Chinese food, a Buffy marathon, and gay club dancing

It was a damn good Saturday

That is all

Day 24 - A show you plan on watching (old or new)

Today was supposed to be "Best quote"

and I have NO idea how I'm going to do that. Quotes are my life. They're like children to me. I can't pick a favorite. So, I've decided to hold off on that one until I'm ready...and that day might never come

So. The show I plan on watching

Well, I'd say Big Love or Weeds, but me and Emily already started watching those, so perhaps they doesn't count

You know what? I really plan on sitting down one of these days and watching Friends from start to finish. I know everyone has seen episodes of Friends, but I feel it still fits the bill for a show I plan on watching. Christine had a bunch of the seasons, but she moved away where we can't get to her. And reruns on the TV just don't cut it

Nope. Just gonna have to rent it, season by season

Or hit up surfthechannel. Whatever is easier

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I so very rarely have insomnia. I mean, I do stay up past 5am sometimes (more often this last semester than in my entire life), but that's always because I'm chatting with someone on the computer or I'm doing something that is keeping me occupied. It is rare that I try to go to sleep and simply can't

Tonight is one of those nights.

At 1am, I was quite exhausted. But I had to go in my room and start watching a movie I hadn't seen in while. Usually I fall asleep to movies, but for some reason, the one I was watching captivated me enough to keep me awake.

And then I was doomed.

4:45am and I'm WIDE awake.

Fuck

In other news (yet on a related note [I seem to be doing this a lot]), if you were to look in my computer files at the movies that I've collected onto my hard drive over the past few years, you would think I was very strange.

I have the oddest array of movies - none of them favorites of mine - that I know I never downloaded myself. I just got them from other people. Here is my list:

Truly Madly Deeply
Secretary
Run Lola Run
Choke
Capturing the Friedmans
The Accidental Husband
Shortbus
Rachel Getting Married
My Best Friends Girl
The History of the Devil

I'm sure I probably got most of them from someone, but I can't recall why. With the exception of Truly Madly Deeply and HotD, I have no overwhelming interest in most of these. They have their value as movies go, but in my opinion, certainly not the best of the best

But they're there, on my computer. Most often, I forget what some of them are about (Like My Best Friends Girl and The Accidental Husband) and some of them I wish I could forget (Like Capturing the Friedmans or Run Lola Run), but they all have their stories. I will tell you one now

Run Lola Run
is a very good movie in both technical and narrative ways. It has a good concept and is shot methodically. You may disagree, but you would be disagreeing with JFay and JWray, and that's not cool.
The reason I want to forget that this movie EVER existed is because I did a film report on it; had to break a three minute scene down, shot by shot

Do you know many fucking shots were in that fucking three minute scene? Way way over a hundred

And all the while, there was the same techno music playing over and over and over again.

Every time I see the title of this movie, all I hear in my brain is "Shot/reverse shot - shot/reverse shot - shot/reverse shot - pan left - right - shot/reverse shot" over that damn techno music

Of course, that wonderful shot breakdown was accompanied by a scene analysis and a 10 page paper. Needless to say, Run Lola Run - as good a movie as it is - was ruined for me forever

On a completely unrelated note, my brother turned 24 yesterday (still feels like today, but his birthday is on the 11th). Getting older. I mean, the kid's not a dinosaur by any means, but I remember being a freshman in high school and thinking the seniors were SO OLD. I look at my brother and all I see is the same Andy I've known all my life. I don't see a 24 year old person. It's all a little unreal to me

Then again, I'll be 22 in little less than a month

I look at that number and it makes me sick to my stomach


I wish I still had Tylenol PM pills left. I could drug myself to sleep

That is all

Day 23 - Most annoying character

Dr. Romano

I will never forgive this man for being so damn rude, annoying, intrusive, and mean. I think the series occasionally tried to redeem him with little moment - falling in love with Elizabeth - but I was having none of that. He's a little pig and I hated him.

I was so happy when he got his arm cut off, except that it made him WAY more grumpy and annoying

Fitting, though, that he was squished by a plane.



Justice

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I now have my very own copy of The History of the Devil

Hooray!

Now it's time to come up with a drinking game for it...or you know, I could just enjoy it, I guess, but where's the fun in that?

Got to see Blithe Spirit last night. Of course, first and foremost, Rachel was a sexy ghost. I loved her, as always

I really enjoyed the show. As always, the set was beautiful, especially for it being outside theatre, but you know the Theater Department - they go all out. And it was a funny show. A ghost of a dead wife come back to haunt the husband and the new wife can't see her. Hilarity ensues. I will admit that there were times in that show that I thought it could have ended, but didn't. It did go on and on for a bit (unnecessarily, you might say), but everyone was wonderful and I was captivated by their performances. The lead guy (Thomas somethingorother) was also quite good. I'm sure I've seen him in other things, but I can't recall what.

Jenn Schafer was hilarious

I'm SUPER EXCITED to see Alice in Wonderland in a few weeks.

In other news (but semi-related), the MSU Food Co-op provided all-natural bug spray for the show last night. When Sasha sprayed it on herself, I thought it smelled quite good...but that's because she sprayed it moderation. A couple behind me were using it like it was going out of style. I was treated to a cloud of all-natural, lemony smelling bug spray that WOULD kill a mosquito at 20 paces

I'm still recovering

It was a beautiful night last night

That is all

Day 22 - Favorite series finale

I really haven't gone through many series finales. A lot of my shows are still going

so

Angel series finale was quite fitting and I actually got to watch it on television



Video is not the best, but I couldn't find what I was looking for online. That sums up most of Season 5, I guess

Though I really disliked three out of the five seasons of Angel, I watched them all. This finale pissed a lot of people off, especially with the way it ended. Wesley dead. Fred still a blue demon. Lindsey killed. Angel, Spike, Illyria, and Gun surrounded by MASSES of demons and shit - probably going to die.

Buffy got through her apocalypse. Something tells me Angel didn't

I guess I could just read the comic books (Angel, Season 6) if I was curious

*heave*

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Speaking of television, I've made a small observation that perhaps is not much of a revelation. I just found it kinda odd

Flipping through the channels last night, I noticed that majority of the shows either have to do with mental illness/addiction or pregnancy.

I cannot go three channels without seeing "16 and Pregnant" or "Teen Mom" or "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant" or "A Baby Story" or "Dad Camp"

And I can't go five channels with seeing "Hoarders" or "Addicted" or "Intervention" or "The OCD Project"

AND sometimes, I run into "I'm Pregnant and Addicted" or "Pregnant and Bipolar"

Was it always like this? I mean, once upon a time, MTV played music videos majority of the time, not shows about girls that forgot to tell their skeezy boyfriends to wear a condom. The Discovery Health channel usually had on "Untold Stories of the ER" or "Mystery Diagnosis." But, during the day, you'd be hard pressed to see anything BUT pregnancy shows

Now, I don't so much mind all the mental illness/addiction shows, but that's just because it interests me. If I were interested in pregnancy, the TV would be a fountain of great knowledge and entertainment. But I'm not. It creeps me the hell out.

In other news (but kinda related), needles creep me out, especially after my not-so-enjoyable time giving blood. And I know a good portion of people don't enjoy needles. So WHY and HOW do people get addicted to shooting up?

Watching "Addicted" last night was ridiculously painful. This couple spent all their days in a motel, just shooting each other up. And this poor girl looked like a hot mess. Crying before the drugs, during the drugs, after the drugs, if she didn't have money for the drugs, and even when she had the money, she kept crying. Not to mention the fact that her neck and arms looked like a whole swarm of hornets had attacked her. Everything was swollen and poked through and bleeding

Three months after rehab, she looked AMAZING. I just feel kinda bad for the two of them, because if they stay together and one of them slips up, the other is going down, too.

Sad

Bring back my 50 degree nights

That is all

Day 21- Best kiss

Jack/John from Torchwood

I'll let the video speak for itself (the kiss starts around 1:10)



Kiss and then they beat the shit out of each other

Even though I don't watch this show, I appreciate this kiss above all others

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I love to say "Normandy"

It's just such a satisfying word to say

This is quite cool. I want to go to there

I have nothing else to say

Day 20 - Favorite couple

Buffy/Angel

Forgive me. I'm going to turn into mush




There are so many great great couples out there, but my heart is ALWAYS going to be with these two.

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Carrying on the girl kick today...

Emily Hanna sent me a link to a webcomic someone is doing on deviantart. It centers around Christine Daaé and Sarah from Labyrinth, along with their neighbors, Eric (the Phantom)and Jareth. Add in a bunch of ridiculously funny cross-over cameos from different books, movies, and plays.


I enjoy it quite a bit

But, that could just be me

In other news, in our apartment building live a group of guys. Their apartment is on the bottom floor, furthest to the back, so they have a porch. For the longest time, I would just hear really loud, foreign chattering coming from their apartment and I was very curious as to what language they were speaking in.

Lately, one of the guys has been outside (or comes outside) when I'm getting a bit of air or having a cigarette. I finally know where they're from and why their apartment always smells like the most interesting mix of spices

Libya. They're from Libya

Exciting

And he speaks very simple english, which makes our constant "conversations" kinda awkward, but he's very smiley and kind, so I don't mind as much

I do want some of their food, though

That is all

Day 19 - Best t.v show cast

I think 30 Rock probably has the best cast

I mean, c'mon. Tina Fey. Alec Baldwin. Tracy Morgan

Jack McBrayer

Oh, how I love thee, Kenneth

***

Sorry this is a day late-ish, although considering I haven't slept yet, it still kinda feels like Monday. I meant to do this post before I went to Stauff's but Blogger was doing something weird and wouldn't let me sign in. Oh well

Stauff's was a fun success. It was comfy and relatively quiet (considering Sasha and I were in the attic most of the time watching Arrested Development and playing Euchre with Stephen Stauffer and his friend, Rick). It was a conveniently located house as it was right across the street from a Little Caesars and a liquor store (not that I drank anything). Played some Left4Dead 2. Ate some cookie dough, courtesy of the lovely Haley. Visited with people.

And it was an absolutely gorgeous night. I got to wear the new "Como se llama" sweatshirt due to the chill in the air. Love love love

Then I did a stupid thing and drove home at six in the morning, but I hate sleeping at other people's houses when I could just as easily keep myself awake for another hour, drive home and sleep in my own damn bed

Which is what I'm going to do.

I'll do the other post later on in the day

That is all

Day 18 - Favorite title sequence

Big Bang Theory

It's catchy. It's short. It's fun to watch



A close second would be Lost, I think (even if I don't watch it). It's just the word "LOST" - quick, easy, and simple. My goal in these is for you to either entertain me or get me to my damn show already!

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Shovelglove

Shovelgloving

A work-out with a sledgehammer.

This shouldn't be as odd to me as it is.

When Sean called and said he needed to go to Meijer to get a sledgehammer, I didn't hesitate. I figured it was for another project. Yes, a sledgehammer is serious business and I didn't expect he'd be knocking down walls or anything like that, but maybe there was new game with smashing cans or something like that

Hey. Gimme a break. Exercise was not the first conclusion I jumped to

But, it's real. This thing called Shovelglove (or something like that) is this whole exercise cult following thing.

Here

So, apparently, this is what Sean is going to do to stay fit

Odd, but it does seem to suit him, personality wise


In other news, I really enjoyed the storm that we had last night. I imagine that others were not so happy about it as there were tornadoes in some parts of Michigan, but in East Lansing, the worst we had to weather was a brief power outage (brief meaning 2 seconds)

Stauff's thing is tomorrow, which is kind of exciting. Going out of the apartment yesterday was crazy amounts of fun (for I was not bored for the first time in a week), so I'm guessing Stauff's will a crazy whirligig of fun

I get to see Haley, whom I've grown very very fond of despite not seeing or talking or interacting in any way with her at all. She's always just so cheerful and enthusiastic and red-headed. She's fun.


The clouds are parting and there's still the scent of rain in the air.

I love when it's 64 degrees

That is all

Day 17 - Favorite mini series

The BBC's Pride and Prejudice

Because it is, in fact, a miniseries and not a movie

My mom would always watch this. If it was on the TV, it was more than likely that she was have a very good day and it was going to be a very lazy day. Pajama Day at the Korytowskys!

Yes. I'm a girl. And while I'm not an avid Jane Austen reader (as I am not a big fan), I do quite like Pride and Prejudice. Shoot me.

Colin Firth is hot

***

The rest of this was going to be a rant about big pet peeves

But I read it over and it sounded so completely pathetic that even I couldn't let it go on.

Suffice to say, if you give me hope that we're going to hang out, please have the courtesy to call or text when you don't want to. Just kinda leaving me hanging alone in the apartment, waiting around for your damn call, is kinda mean.

This has happened way more than once. And while during the semester, it's easy to shluff off because I can always find something better to do, it's really hard to handle during the summer when I rarely get out of my apartment. That is not your fault, I know. It's mine. But it literally takes you two seconds to text back, "Hey. Hanging out with someone else." Believe me. I will not be offended. I'll be thankful that you at least fucking got back to me

And, yes. I know. I have all the skills in the world to text or call you instead of you getting back to me. But, remember. I am one insecure son of a bitch and figure, if you're not calling, it's probably because you didn't want to see me. Therefore, trying to get in contact with you would make me seem needy and desperate, and while I'm feeling those two things in great quantities, I would prefer not to show it

Get back to me. That's pretty much it. One simple, "Not tonight" will do fine.

But perhaps the not answering is really all the answer I need, huh?

Conclusion: I need to move back to Jackson. There lies jobs, Bridget, and a Playstation.


Sorry, you few that read this. I'm in a bad mood. As you could probably tell, I didn't have the best night

It was made so much better when Emily and I realized that going on a beach holiday this weekend was pretty much shot because of the rain that we're supposed to get.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to find a way to cheer up. It's just the beginning of the day. This is a tad bit ridiculous

dammit

Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show

Dancing With the Stars

Yes. I know. Laugh it up, kids.

But when you see Derek Hough dance, it's all over. The end of life as you know it.




Here are some other good ones








What can I say? Hot men dancing in tailored pants and GREAT shoes. It's all I could ask for

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The wife suggested I do a Links!Friday - for all my stumble finds.

This is perhaps because she hears me uproariously laughing in my room and often doesn't know why. Sometimes it's what I find on stumbleupon. Other times, I'm just going crazy

Would someone like to explain what The Meat Holiday is?

I think Bridget would appreciate this

Umm...yeah

Probably one of the funniest things I've read in a very long time

And last but not least:



That's one useful kitty to have

That is all

Day 15 - Favorite female character

We got my girl, Kaylee, here from "Firefly." What to say about Kaylee? She's a sweetie and talks innocent, but she surprises the hell out of you in so many ways. The captain loves her and she loves her captain. The relationships between her and Simon is always fun (considering he's one of my favs). There is nothing that I don't love about this lady here.

Close second: Amy Pond

She's the best person for the Doctor (or at least the newly regenerated Doctor). Snarky, clever, but wildly stupid sometimes. She's sassy. Got moxie. I like her

***

At 3:30 last night, I was woken up by an absolutely terrifying crash. I thought it came from inside the apartment. *gasp* The Loverly Roommate might be hurt.

Then, I heard yelling from outside (though it sounded like it was in my room). Lots and lots of yelling. Of the male variety

"I AM NOT GOING TO WAIT HERE TO GET PICKED UP. YOU GET YOUR FAT ASS OVER HERE NOW!"

O_o

Then, more smashing. Glass breaking. I thought he had thrown a beer bottle or something

Nope. He kicked in windows. Not one window ("Oops. I was mad and didn't know my own strength"), but three.

Real macho, buddy.

I would have yelled down at him to shut up, but in my sleep stupor, I was mighty afraid the guy was going to come up to my room and kick my ass...seeing as he couldn't get his hands on the person he was yelling at over the phone, I imagine he wanted to smash somebody's skull. Of the female variety

Emily said that she caught a bit more of the conversation. Something like, "I put my life on hold for you for two months and this is how you treat me."

Well. Yes. This is how I treat you...after you smash in three windows and wake up an entire apartment complex with your douche bag yelling and your douche bag outfit (all white...might have had a sweater tied around his shoulders. couldn't quite see. was trying to sleep) and your douche bag self
Please feel free to never EVER call me again and yell at me for a solid hour about how pathetic you are and I'll feel free never to be this pathetic ever again.
I'm hanging up
You're an asshole


Goodness gracious. If someone started yelling at me like that over the phone, I would feel quite obliged to just fucking hang up. No one is EVER going to scream at me like that, over the phone or to my face. I don't fucking care who you are. You shut your mouth, suck it up, don't smash in windows because you're mad, and we'll work it out when you've calmed the fuck down

Ugh!

I had an "In other news" but I forgot it. Got too worked up

That is all

Day 14 - Favorite male character

Imma gonna do two. Deal wit it



This man is attractive. As a character, he's strong and athletic. He cares about the kids he works with. He LOVES his wife and he loves his daughter. He funny. He's sexy. He's a guy, which is something I feel many ladies' lives lack (Remember - He's still a guy). He makes really bad decisions, but he makes extremely good ones, too. He is the most important person in so many people's lives, but the guy's not cocky. He plays it cool and for that, I adore him. To you, Coach Taylor, I tip my metaphorical hat



I LOVE LORNE. In the shadow of Angel and Wesley and Gunn and all those other guys who aren't green, he tends to get forgotten. But, as the seasons progress on that show, he's pretty much the only reason I keep coming back. There is a certain depth to Lorne that's just enough that you're never overwhelmed by him. He sings prettily. And let us not forget that if it weren't for Lorne being from Pylia, we would never have been able to see Joss Whedon - as Numfar - do the Dance of Shame.
Lorne is a hilarious character and was just such a great member of the cast. I was hoping when he came on in Season 2, Joss would let him stay, and he did.
I couldn't find any clips except tributes to Andy Hallett. He died in March 2009 of congestive heart failure. He was only 33. Sad sad sad

***

Dune is the worst possible movie to fall asleep to.

And I'm not really sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing

Probably good

See, you're drifting off (because you drugged yourself to sleep and the drugs are lingering in your systems and you're impossibly tired), looking into the nice, blue eyes of some person on the television screen and then "AHHHHHHHHH!! GRAAHAHHHHHAHAHHAAAA!!!"

*startle* Whathefuck...

There was so much screaming and maniacal laughter and more yelling and screaming. I mean, that damn Baron would just randomly float up into the air and scream. The stupid Reverend mother with the nasty teeth was constantly yelling. And they were never yelling ANYTHING - just exercising their vocal chords, I'm imagine.

I don't quite know what to say about that movie. My mom and brother LOVE it, so I've seen parts, but I've never sat down to watch the entire thing. The minute that big whale/worm thing starts shitting light, I zone out (I'm not actually sure what's going on in that scene. It just looks like he's shitting lightbeams of some sort). But, I watched the entire thing yesterday. The parts I fell asleep for earlier in the day, I caught later when they had it on again.

Perhaps Dune is another book I should read. The story was interesting, but you try to take a good book and turn it into a movie (in the 80s, to top that), you'll probably wind up with a few people scratching their heads at the end

I would like to be able to blow somebody up with a thought, word, and/or sound. That would be really cool


My beef with the romantic comedy movie production
Example: a movie takes place in Ireland, but damn, you know, Brad Pitt is super cute (not) and would be great in that role...except he doesn't FUCKING SPEAK WITH AN IRISH ACCENT

There are far too many attractive Irishmen. Or Scotsmen. Or Brits. Why do they always have to find American actors to put on shitty accents when they could find someone who actually has the accent

OR

What's worse is when they take a gloriously accented man (Gerard Butler) and make him speak in every accent EXCEPT his native Scottish one.

Uh. Excuse me. No

He can't do accents well, but the one that he already fucking has is sexy enough. Why don't we go with that, huh, guys?

Poo

Day 13 - Favorite childhood show

Early childhood: Eureka's Castle

Childhood: Are You Afraid of the Dark
(close second: Clarissa Explains it All)

Early in childhood, I really enjoyed watching Eureka's Castle. I'd like to see at least one episode again, because I honestly have no idea what it was like (except that I think it was puppets). It's like watching your favorite childhood movie over again and seeing how absolutely pathetic you were. I feel like I'd experience that with Eureka's Castle

But DEFINITELY not with Are You Afraid of the Dark. I think I spent a good portion of Sophomore and Junior year of college going over re-runs on megavideo or youtube. I loved that show and I still do. I feel that kids nowadays are missing that one show that scares the shit out of them, but not so badly that they stop watching. I remember being terrified of some of the episodes, but I always kept my eyes glued to the screen

I do know somebody that can no longer use blue toothpaste because of the comic book episodes with the Ghastly Grinner - when he smiled, blue goo leaked out from behind his teeth and he was a horrifying piece of work

But you know what the scariest part of that show was?

The opening credits



*shudder*

Such wonder and awesomeness

Now, if you'll excuse me, I must shut my window and blinds. The wind is blowing oddly and it's creeping me out

***

I think I know where my interest in the Devil (and my need for him to be strangely attractive in one way or another [Al Pacino is SUCH a good example of that]) came from.

The Stand

Randall Flagg

Now, if you haven't seen the miniseries, you probably don't know what I mean. And even if you have, you still probably think I'm insane. But believe it or not, I thought the actor that played Flagg was one of the most compelling and oddly attractive men I'd ever seen

Granted, I was probably 10 when I thought this

Perhaps this was the start of my famous bad taste in men

Regardless, my brother and mother were obsessed with watching The Stand. I felt like their watching it was an annual event kind of thing. And I would always make sure I was elsewhere when the first half of the movie took place. Why, you ask? Because it all had to do with a deadly flu that swept across the entire world and wiped out a good 90% of the population

And I HATE HATE HATE anything have to do with bio warfare. Shoot me in the fucking head, but if you give me a disease...that's the worst

Just below it is natural disaster movies, but anything having to do with disease or spreading of something that will change and/or kill a good percentage of the world, I don't want to see it.

...I know. I know! That doesn't make much sense considering I enjoy some zombie content. But make me watch Quarantine or I Am Legend or the part of Cloverfield when the girl gets bit and then explodes, and we're going to have a real problem.

But, when all that's said and done, I would watch the rest of it with them, mainly to watch Randall Flagg

I really ought to read the book. I do enjoy Stephen King quite a lot, so maybe I should borrow it from my mom.


In other news, IT RAINED! And everything in the apartment is cooler and lovelier and generally happy.

I'm also sorry that this whole TV Meme thing has been a bit boring. For how much TV I actually watch, it's a bit ridiculous how little I branch out. I'll try harder from now on to not just mention Buffy, Bones and Friday Night Lights

I GET MY SWEATSHIRT TOMORROW! YAY!

That is all

take it easy. don't die. don't get raped

Day 12 - An episode you’ve watched more than 5 times

"Aliens in a Spaceship" - Bones

I absolutely loved this episode and have no shame in saying that I've probably watched it more than 10 times (as I have with most of Buffy, but that goes without saying)

Brennan and Hodgins are captured by the Gravedigger (serial killer who buries people alive, asks for ransom and if it's not paid, she doesn't give you the coordinates and the person/people suffocate to death) while working on another Gravedigger case. They are buried alive in Brennan's car.

So much tension at work here. Hodgins loves Angela and hasn't told her. Booth most assuredly loves Brennan and hasn't told her. And two of the scientists working the case are buried underground and are unable to access all the things they would need to solve the case. Of course, they're brilliant and use whatever is in the car to help themselves and, as always, the case is solved and they're found

It's strange to think back on this episode, because the whole Gravedigger plot just recently got tied up two episodes ago in Season 5 when they brought the suspect to trial and (thankfully) convicted her. The first time we even heard of the Gravedigger was in Season 2, so it's been a long time coming

Regardless, great episode

I might go watch it now

***

My sweatshirt arrived on Friday. Unfortunately, I got back a little too late on Friday to pick it up from the Prime Housing office.
And then they were closed on Saturday
and Sunday
and it's Memorial Day today, so obviously, closed again

I just want my fucking sweatshirt!

In other news, Doctor Who. Okay, guys. That was mean. Did I see it coming? No. I actually didn't. I mean, two seconds before he bit it, of course I realized what was just about to happen, but for goodness sake! And THEN with the whole crack in the wall and the light and the forgetting and the Doctor looking so damn sad.

Mean

To top that all off, I heard some odd rumors about what's going to happen and how this is all going to get tied up (because Rory dying isn't over, apparently). I really hope whoever posted those spoilers is just an idiot who enjoys taunting people, because it's ridiculous what they plan on doing

***If you don't want to know - SKIP THIS PART***
What I heard is that some alien race of some sort is going to take a copy of Rory from Amy's brain, make a duplicate and set him after the Doctor and Amy to spy on them. He's just like Rory, down to the last detail, but he has occasional bouts of evilness and randomly kills people. So, he'll be walking along, talking to the Doctor like normal and then suddenly, he switches and goes evil for a few seconds and then switches back.
All of this is supposed to lead him and Amy to the alter to get married

What. The. Fuck.

Just leave him dead, guys. Let this be just another thing on the Doctor's conscience. Or do something better!


In other OTHER news, The Phantom of the Opera was quite fun. I've seen the Phantom perform before, but last time I saw him, he was Raoul. The program says he holds the record for playing Raoul for the longest period of time - for the greatest amount of shows. Good job, buddy. I mean, this guy was quite amazing. And I imagine years and year of playing second fiddle to the Phantom (not that Raoul isn't a commendable role) gave this actors LOADS of ideas (the classic "I could do that better"). AND, Rachel told me that there was a write-up in the paper about him. He had to train really hard for the Phantom because, I do believe Raoul is a baritone and the Phantom is a tenor and this actor is a baritone (I think?). Regardless, hours and hours of training to sound as gorgeous as he did

Way to go, kiddo!

Rachel and I were discussing his acting choices, as well, and some of them were just amazing. I think he's probably the best Phantom I've seen, though it's kinda hard to remember the other ones. They're spaced out over a long period of time

Our Christine was definitely trained as a singer before an actress, but she was fine. I remember Sam saying once that it was really hard for her to find any kind of soprano she liked. I guess I just hadn't given it a ton of thought until she said that and I noticed that it is REALLY hard to find sopranos that don't make you wince. This Christine was no different, but at least she's in good company with the rest of the Christines that will just never quite be good enough

Every performance has it's mistakes, too, and I'm glad to report that the worst one of those was Christine slipping banana-peel-on-the-floor style when she went running to Raoul's side. He was on the floor to begin with, so I wasn't quite sure if she fell or if she was just fainting in character again. Rachel said she saw her foot come up, though, so it was a fall. But damn, I can't blame the poor girl. Some of the shit they make her wear - long and billowy and satin-y as it is - I'd be slipping everywhere

All in all, it was a good run of it. That show will always have a special place in my heart as it was the first musical I ever heard or saw.

A bit of that love is dimmed out by the fact that stupid stupid STUPID Andrew Lloyd Webber had to go and ruin all of it by making a sequel because he had cancer and chemo must have made him loopy...but, you know...

whatever

I need to take one large sleeping pill and sleep. I only got about 4 hours last night. Tossing and turning. It's gross and I feel nauseous

Happy Memorial Day

*heave*

Day 11 - A show that disappointed you

Dexter

There are many things that recommended me to this show. Serial killer, for one (I find them terribly fascinating) - reformed serial killer, to top that. Investigating murders. Attractive man

But, I started watching it earlier last year and couldn't get into it. I tried pressing through the episodes, waiting for the "click" that always comes with a new show obsession, but 5 episodes in, I realized I was pressing myself through EVERY episode and it was never going to "click."

Gave it another chance when Sean started to watch it. Figured maybe it was a 'Bones' situation and it just wasn't the right time to get hooked. Again, I was bored and semi-annoyed at most of the main characters

Maybe if I watched a few episodes, I could point out what I find wrong with it, but for now, it will remain that show that disappointed me without any justification

***

I'm not really sure which is worse:

falling asleep in your bed for an entire night in a hot room, sleeping for 8 hours and waking up sweaty and gross

or

falling asleep in 30 minute increments on the couch in front of the AC, but never quite getting to sleep properly.

In other news, I must have left the lights on in my car or forgot to unplug the iPod thingy that charged my iPod (though, I'm not sure that could drain a whole battery), because my car is dead dead dead. I realized this when I went out to get a juicy burger and some french onion soup. Yeah. That didn't happen. I did order Wing Zone, though, and had some fantastic wings and potato wedges

I have come to the conclusion that Kraft and Hidden Valley are holding out on us. Does anyone wonder why restaurant Ranch is always better (or, at least I think so)? If you want Ranch, you go out and buy it at the store, but they all taste the same and they NEVER taste like the stuff you get with wings or pizza or anything else. Where do I buy restaurant Ranch? Where do I get this glorious dipping sauce? Wings dipped in Ranch are pure gold, but if you ever try to dip them in Hidden Valley's, the taste is ruined forever and nothing is right

*sigh*

Passing through Phillips and into the hallway that leads to the caf gave me one of the oddest feelings. I was carrying my messenger bag and a notebook and had the distinct feeling like I should be going to rehearsal. I almost turned into the stairwell before I remembered that I had gone there to play piano, not direct a play.

Evil

It's almost 6:30am and I'm not really sure what to do. I've been sleeping on and off all day long, which is probably why I could only sleep in 30 minute increments, but I feel so tired. Perhaps I should turn off the damn TV and just go to bed

Yep. Sounds like a plan to me