Ever had a dream you were dating William Hung?
Just me?
Ok.
He was really sweet. He took me to a movie. We sat under a willow tree in my parent's neighbor's front yard and watched it on a huge screen that was resting against their garage. I can not remember what movie it was... for some reason Julia Roberts is sticking out in my mind right now. And at some point, he leaned over to kiss me and I was faced with a mouthful of jagged teeth. I remember shuddering... but then leaning into it.
Hey, it could happen.
I can NOT get that stupid ass "Rich Girl" by Gwen Stefani out of my head this morning. Particularly this part
"Na na na na na na na na na-na-na-na-na-na-nah!"
You know you have to be truly desperate for material when you start ripping off "Fiddler On The Roof."
2 MAJOR POINTS OF CONTENTION TODAY:
(...and of course, the have to do with television.)
Dio and I grabbed a quick dinner at Melrose, my favorite place for a Monte Cristo... mmmm... Monte Cristo. We rushed back so as not to miss one single solitary minute of "The O.C." which has rapidly evolved into the most cheesy and predictable bullshit ever. The writers should be shot. McG should be castrated. They took an addictive and delightful show and turned it into complete horseshit. And now it is too late. It is too late for me. I need it like Lara Flynn Boyle needs complex carbohydrates. The only thing saving the show is the little lesbian turn... but even that is getting tiresome. I can't believe they are getting rid of Lyndsey! Maybe her character wasn't pulling in good numbers or something, but I personally know two guys that are very upset about that.
Last night was historic. The O.C. officially jumped the shark.> Anyone else start screaming at the TV when Seth climbed up the roof in the rain in a Spiderman mask? Anyone else know exactly where it was going? The upside-down kiss? Fuck, that was cheesy when they did that in the actual movie! And now you are going to blatantly steal it, you talentless fuckwad group of writers? COME ON! I wanted rip off my arm and throw it at the screen. AND... hello! Did anyone else notice that Sandy met Rebecca at THE PEACH PIT? Or that Seth mentioned some reality TV show marathon, saying it was a rip-off of "The Valley" which is the show within the show that is supposed to be The O.C. Were they perhaps taking a dig at Laguna Beach? I think so! To make matters worse, they are going to follow up that horror of an episode with the re-run that Paris Hilton guest starred in. I am at a loss for what insult to even hurl. But will I be back next week? You bet your sweet ass. Adding insult to injury, "Stars Without Makeup" came on next. I am ashamed that I watched it. I felt like I was everything that is wrong with today's society. I felt like an enabler. I felt dirty. I felt ashamed... yet I could not turn away. Britney with acne! Christina with fat rolls! Mandy Moore shopping for her own groceries! The horror! The absolute horror! Wow. It blew my mind. Stars get older! They get wrinkles! They gain weight! Holy shit, I never knew. Thank you, Fox. You officially killed off thousands of my brain cells last night. I ended up digging my lemon sherbert with the raspberry swirl out of the freezer and polishing it off. Brava! Job well done! After the depression set in, my sunny friend Sandy showed up with Daddy in tow. They talked me into joining them at Kincaides. As soon as I set foot through the door, I knew it was a mistake. I knew Family Guy was going to be coming on at any minute and I desperately wanted to be in bed. Snuggled up with my plush Stewie doll. Which, by the way, has lead to hours of enjoyment. You push a button and he says one of six trademark phrases. Best $16.78 I ever spent! After we pissed off the waitress by taking up her table and then getting our own drinks from the bar for an hour, we decided to pack it in. I was in bed in time for Will & Grace. And that made me very happy indeed. Wow, an entire entry about television. I need to get a freaking life. I have been a downloading fool this week. I added about 400 songs to my iTunes. Yesterday, I got the finest disco had to offer. Speaking of disco... I got this link from SaveCraig. It made me laugh long and it made me laugh hard. You need sound. Or maybe you don't, I think you'll still get the idea. See it here. I sent that to my friend Dustin and he in turn sent me this. I don't even know how to expound on that. All I know is it made me giggle, especially the trumpet part. People have too much time on their hands. I do too, but I don't create anything anyone would post on their website. All I do is steal links from other people. So who is the loser then? Me. I have been collecting bad banners from Diaryland the past few days. I am not sure how I am going to do it, I might even make a separate page for banner critiquing and link it from here. I don't know. I guess I know what I'll be doing all day Monday. I just looked at my W2, so I don't even feel bad about that. Hrmph! And off the the Tucker Max message board I go! Have a great weekend. Mine oughta be. I'll have some good stories come Monday. Y'all come back now, ya hear?