Christmas: Pink Creative Zen Vision: M 30GB, Sennheiser headphones, scarf, book, flashlights, candy, makeup, Pepsi polo, Pepsi hoodie, ETC
Yesterday: One of my dogs got put to sleep.
Today: On the rocks!
I don't exist, everyone's more important than me, I don't give enough, I'm cruel; what's next? I'm not waiting around to find out!
More later; I'm wiped and there's a cat with a fluffy tail outside that I simply MUST find! Prada? Hello!
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Crimbo Eve
I had a dream about being at some kind of mountain resort; I was surrounded by Pepsi men and they were good and evil. One of them was "good" but would only give me information if I gave my body to him. Another was just bad. Sigh, is this how I really feel about Pepsi men?!
Merry Christmas Eve: I'm hoping for REALLY GOOD STUFF. The food will at least be fantastic. Faaaaantastic. Especially MY COOKIES.
Now, if it would simply snow.
Merry Christmas Eve: I'm hoping for REALLY GOOD STUFF. The food will at least be fantastic. Faaaaantastic. Especially MY COOKIES.
Now, if it would simply snow.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Change of pace
I'm switching my major to Homeland Security.
New scenery, new goals, new requirements. New people.
New scenery, new goals, new requirements. New people.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Have to live up to my ego, I guess
So, I'm almost officially in a rut. I had a nightmare last night and it came true (not surprisingly; my dreams often come true for some reason). I suppose it's best for everyone. That's really all I can say on the subject.
I've finally been in contact with some people from the college (everyone EXCEPT my professor) and my options are basically:
o Send in a letter, asking to have my aid continued, even though I won't meet my full-time status this year.
o Take a summer course for the three credits that I need to meet my full-time status.
o Just give up.
Either way, I will apparently be able to take courses this spring, which is a relief. I think that I will most likely just take a course this summer. Probably Speech or a math course, since those are required. I'm getting in touch with my academic advisor regarding which math courses I have to take; it's been so long since I've had my enrollment testing, I have no clue. I will have enough money, what with my large Cube paychecks and what's left from my financial aid. So, I think I'll be okay as far as that goes.
I spent the rest of the day networking. I have a few things going..I'll settle out. Just as long as I'm not alone for a few days. Furthermore, my Secret Santa GREATLY ENJOYED her gifts, so I'm chuffed about that.
I have to make more cookies tonight because everyone is obsessed with them. Secret sugar cookie ingredient: nutmeg.
How much are you worth?
I've finally been in contact with some people from the college (everyone EXCEPT my professor) and my options are basically:
o Send in a letter, asking to have my aid continued, even though I won't meet my full-time status this year.
o Take a summer course for the three credits that I need to meet my full-time status.
o Just give up.
Either way, I will apparently be able to take courses this spring, which is a relief. I think that I will most likely just take a course this summer. Probably Speech or a math course, since those are required. I'm getting in touch with my academic advisor regarding which math courses I have to take; it's been so long since I've had my enrollment testing, I have no clue. I will have enough money, what with my large Cube paychecks and what's left from my financial aid. So, I think I'll be okay as far as that goes.
I spent the rest of the day networking. I have a few things going..I'll settle out. Just as long as I'm not alone for a few days. Furthermore, my Secret Santa GREATLY ENJOYED her gifts, so I'm chuffed about that.
I have to make more cookies tonight because everyone is obsessed with them. Secret sugar cookie ingredient: nutmeg.
How much are you worth?
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Slipping down and back again
We've finally mostly decorated our tree today. Out of all of our live Christmas trees we've ever had, this one is the hurtiest. It makes my fingers just hurt so badly, and then the needles fall out, like it wants me to also step on them! I don't know whether or not my tree will go up in my room. I haven't really felt up to it, honestly.
I really want to go see Eragon. It has Sienna Guillory in it, who played Jill Valentine in RE: A. MUST VIEW.
I was doing some searching about unrequited love on Wiki, which led to obsessive love. According to Wiki, here's what breeds it:
o Leisure
o Education
o Feelings of vulnerability
o Inflated opinion of oneself
o Particular childhood experiences
o Feelings of being special
o Inequality between the lover and beloved
This is all really interesting to me. It says that regression therapy is the best cure. To be honest, regression therapy is crap. Guess I'm stuck with being in love with a man who won't have me! :(
According to BBC: Aspects of obsessive compulsive disorder can also be found in those experiencing lovesickness, such as preoccupation and obsessively checking for text messages and e-mails.
Yes, I check for texts constantly! Though, not from him. :( I wish he'd text me.
I took a five-hour nap this evening, and I'm ready for more soon. I've been dead tired lately.
I'm so under pressure.
I really want to go see Eragon. It has Sienna Guillory in it, who played Jill Valentine in RE: A. MUST VIEW.
I was doing some searching about unrequited love on Wiki, which led to obsessive love. According to Wiki, here's what breeds it:
o Leisure
o Education
o Feelings of vulnerability
o Inflated opinion of oneself
o Particular childhood experiences
o Feelings of being special
o Inequality between the lover and beloved
This is all really interesting to me. It says that regression therapy is the best cure. To be honest, regression therapy is crap. Guess I'm stuck with being in love with a man who won't have me! :(
According to BBC: Aspects of obsessive compulsive disorder can also be found in those experiencing lovesickness, such as preoccupation and obsessively checking for text messages and e-mails.
Yes, I check for texts constantly! Though, not from him. :( I wish he'd text me.
I took a five-hour nap this evening, and I'm ready for more soon. I've been dead tired lately.
I'm so under pressure.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Merry Christmas, assholes
A FEW THINGS:
1.) I failed science and therefore I think I've lost my financial aid and that means I'll have to leave college for forever and probably become a maid or something. :(
2.) Geek Squad guys? Uh, Hell yes son!
3.) Chili's is stillllllllll yummu.
Maybe the Julies can teach me their previous trade.
Yeah, I failed science. I'm devastated. Like, really depressed. I begged my professor to move my grade up the two percentage points that it needed and she still wouldn't do it. This makes me extremely SAD because, like I said, I'm 99.9% sure that I'll be put on financial aid suspension. Argh. Not only that, but I'll have to add another class to my schedule somehow in order to be full-time. FUCK.
I went to Cranberry today..it worked out better than we thought. Though my mother almost punched the manager at the store we went to. That manager was a huge bitch. She was like, "It was your choice to shop here, your choice. You chose to shop here." No shit, you twat. We didn't choose to receive defective products, though, or pay $40 to have the defective products shipped to us only to have to drive to the store anyway. But there was this really awesome Geek Squad guy..holy shit, I have a new fetish. Well, I used to really be into geeky guys, and then I kind of liked the whole "jock type," but now I think I'm back into nerds. This guy was so nice, he went and got this paper that said that they had to give us a brand new product and stuff. (I'd give more details but this concerns my brother's Christmas present and he may be reading this.) Then this other guy, who was the head of his department, his name was Joe, and holy shit..even geekier than the Geek Squad guy, but so cute. And so damn nice. They were all nice except for the manager, I swear that bitch needs reamed.
We went to Kohl's and I got some of those Sakura Christmas cat plates that match my mugs. I also bought more of the mugs, but I'll prooobably return them (I thought they were different than the ones I currently have). Ummmm, then I went to Jo-Ann's and didn't get anything. Went to Chili's. Got my usual (Fajita Quesadillas--chicken--don't forget the guacamole) and it was good.
Ben had his hockey playoffs tonight. His team came in second, but they got these trophies and they're really nice. He was annoyed that he lost, but he did really well. He's pretty good. PRETTTTTTY GOOD.
Christ, I'm feeling down on myself.
But Matt and Ann would tell me to keep going. And uh..I'm sure that guy with the bra would, too.
1.) I failed science and therefore I think I've lost my financial aid and that means I'll have to leave college for forever and probably become a maid or something. :(
2.) Geek Squad guys? Uh, Hell yes son!
3.) Chili's is stillllllllll yummu.
Maybe the Julies can teach me their previous trade.
Yeah, I failed science. I'm devastated. Like, really depressed. I begged my professor to move my grade up the two percentage points that it needed and she still wouldn't do it. This makes me extremely SAD because, like I said, I'm 99.9% sure that I'll be put on financial aid suspension. Argh. Not only that, but I'll have to add another class to my schedule somehow in order to be full-time. FUCK.
I went to Cranberry today..it worked out better than we thought. Though my mother almost punched the manager at the store we went to. That manager was a huge bitch. She was like, "It was your choice to shop here, your choice. You chose to shop here." No shit, you twat. We didn't choose to receive defective products, though, or pay $40 to have the defective products shipped to us only to have to drive to the store anyway. But there was this really awesome Geek Squad guy..holy shit, I have a new fetish. Well, I used to really be into geeky guys, and then I kind of liked the whole "jock type," but now I think I'm back into nerds. This guy was so nice, he went and got this paper that said that they had to give us a brand new product and stuff. (I'd give more details but this concerns my brother's Christmas present and he may be reading this.) Then this other guy, who was the head of his department, his name was Joe, and holy shit..even geekier than the Geek Squad guy, but so cute. And so damn nice. They were all nice except for the manager, I swear that bitch needs reamed.
We went to Kohl's and I got some of those Sakura Christmas cat plates that match my mugs. I also bought more of the mugs, but I'll prooobably return them (I thought they were different than the ones I currently have). Ummmm, then I went to Jo-Ann's and didn't get anything. Went to Chili's. Got my usual (Fajita Quesadillas--chicken--don't forget the guacamole) and it was good.
Ben had his hockey playoffs tonight. His team came in second, but they got these trophies and they're really nice. He was annoyed that he lost, but he did really well. He's pretty good. PRETTTTTTY GOOD.
Christ, I'm feeling down on myself.
But Matt and Ann would tell me to keep going. And uh..I'm sure that guy with the bra would, too.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
At least there will be plenty implied.
Overall, it was a pretty decent weekend. I got some money, socks, lipgloss, picture frames, gift cards...good stuff. I do believe that my cousins adore me!
My grandfather shafted me but I don't care; he'll drop dead any day now anyway!
I have most of my grades back now. A in English, C in Health (??), C in History. How the fuck..did I get a C in Health? And how did I get a C in History??? Arggghhh whatever. The most torturous grade isn't up yet, I'm still praying that I'll get a passing grade in Science. My grades for this semester are such shit. But I mean, English went well!
One week until Christmas Eve! Soooo excited. Tomorrow we're going to Cranberry, doing something regarding Ben's present..fun stuff? Maybe we'll get Boston Market! Woo! Tuesday I'm getting my hair done, and probably having lunch or something with my aunt. Wednesday is up in the air, Thursday is up..taking Ben to Lori's, I reckon. Friday-Sunday is CHRISTMAS STUFF! and then Monday is THE BIG DAY.
Very excited.
What makes you think I care?
My grandfather shafted me but I don't care; he'll drop dead any day now anyway!
I have most of my grades back now. A in English, C in Health (??), C in History. How the fuck..did I get a C in Health? And how did I get a C in History??? Arggghhh whatever. The most torturous grade isn't up yet, I'm still praying that I'll get a passing grade in Science. My grades for this semester are such shit. But I mean, English went well!
One week until Christmas Eve! Soooo excited. Tomorrow we're going to Cranberry, doing something regarding Ben's present..fun stuff? Maybe we'll get Boston Market! Woo! Tuesday I'm getting my hair done, and probably having lunch or something with my aunt. Wednesday is up in the air, Thursday is up..taking Ben to Lori's, I reckon. Friday-Sunday is CHRISTMAS STUFF! and then Monday is THE BIG DAY.
Very excited.
What makes you think I care?
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Gawd, my feet hurt. So does my back. Santa, I've been so good, doing all this baking and cleaning..surely you'll give me all that I want for Christmas!
When Ben left for school, Mother and I immediately left for the bank. Mega crowded. Giant Eagle. Slightly less crowded but still PRETTY CROWDED. I got my Secret Santa some cheez whiz and crackers. No, that's not all I got her..that's just PART OF IT. I'm a great SS, right? :)
Sam's Club. I saw an old teacher from fifth grade. He was the absolute best. Nobody really liked him, but since I was always a teacher's pet..don't think he recognized me, though, SAD. Got salad and pizza and those yummy dinner rolls I love.
Then we came home and I've just been baking and cleaning and packing ever since. Tomorrow we're leaving to go to my aunt's, then Sunday we'll be at my uncle's. Can I just say that I really dislike going to my aunt's? She and her boyfriend both smoke a lot, and they smoke inside, and it just makes me so sick. They have kids for Christ's sake. I can't stand people who smoke around babies and young children. Execute.
This is how I feel about going to my aunt's.
The worst part about being at my aunt's is their bathroom. My uncle has this remodeling business, and he's really good at what he does. He did their bathroom, and it looks great. However--their door? It has no lock. Furthermore, the door doesn't even have a doorknob that works. The doorknob doesn't move. It's just..decoration. The door swings open at a WHIM. You can't piss and relax, it has to be a hassle. The fact that I'm on my period just gives me great stress, because I know that I'll be trying to change my pad and my cousin will shove open the door, "TEEHEE BIG JOKE!" :( I don't want to go.
I have to finish watching Season 4 of Bad Girls before I leave, MUST GO. I probably won't post until I get back on Sunday, so, CHEERS, DARLINGS.
When Ben left for school, Mother and I immediately left for the bank. Mega crowded. Giant Eagle. Slightly less crowded but still PRETTY CROWDED. I got my Secret Santa some cheez whiz and crackers. No, that's not all I got her..that's just PART OF IT. I'm a great SS, right? :)
Sam's Club. I saw an old teacher from fifth grade. He was the absolute best. Nobody really liked him, but since I was always a teacher's pet..don't think he recognized me, though, SAD. Got salad and pizza and those yummy dinner rolls I love.
Then we came home and I've just been baking and cleaning and packing ever since. Tomorrow we're leaving to go to my aunt's, then Sunday we'll be at my uncle's. Can I just say that I really dislike going to my aunt's? She and her boyfriend both smoke a lot, and they smoke inside, and it just makes me so sick. They have kids for Christ's sake. I can't stand people who smoke around babies and young children. Execute.
This is how I feel about going to my aunt's.
The worst part about being at my aunt's is their bathroom. My uncle has this remodeling business, and he's really good at what he does. He did their bathroom, and it looks great. However--their door? It has no lock. Furthermore, the door doesn't even have a doorknob that works. The doorknob doesn't move. It's just..decoration. The door swings open at a WHIM. You can't piss and relax, it has to be a hassle. The fact that I'm on my period just gives me great stress, because I know that I'll be trying to change my pad and my cousin will shove open the door, "TEEHEE BIG JOKE!" :( I don't want to go.
I have to finish watching Season 4 of Bad Girls before I leave, MUST GO. I probably won't post until I get back on Sunday, so, CHEERS, DARLINGS.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Bad day.
God, what a day. Not only did I get virtually jack all done (did get some laundry and sorts done, but who cares) but I got BURNED.
Right, my mother loves The Office. That TV show. She found out about it online somehow, downloaded all the past seasons, and is now caught up. She has been looking forward to the Christmas special (tonight) for TWO WEEKS. She sits down to watch it, and what does my brother do? Everything he possibly can to prevent it from happening! He kept telling her to turn it down, he wouldn't stop talking, he stood in front of the TV, he got my father involved (and my father..takes my brother's side no matter what. My brother could have just stabbed me and my father would take his side.) The kicker was when my cousin kept calling. She called once and my mother said to leave it. She called again and Ben said, "Answer that."
"No, I'm watching my show."
"Then I'll answer it."
So he answers it, and even though I told him THREE TIMES not to give the phone to my mom, and my mother even mouthed "NO!" over and over, he gave it to her. What the fuck? There is something wrong with him..he's just so damn abusive.
So she didn't get to watch it. And she's crying. And Ben is on some rant about wanting to go to hockey practice. Ben, you're very unpopular around here.
Then I baked some cookies and got really burnt. :( My hand hurts badly. :'( It's terrible.
I did finish downloading season four of Bad Girls. Otherwise, it's been an awful day. I just feel like shit. The fact that I'm stuck going to my aunt's on Saturday and my uncle's on Sunday just makes me feel a million times worse. Christ, I need to revamp my life. I've felt mega lonely all day which just amplifies it. ARGH. Blister on my skin. Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad.
Right, my mother loves The Office. That TV show. She found out about it online somehow, downloaded all the past seasons, and is now caught up. She has been looking forward to the Christmas special (tonight) for TWO WEEKS. She sits down to watch it, and what does my brother do? Everything he possibly can to prevent it from happening! He kept telling her to turn it down, he wouldn't stop talking, he stood in front of the TV, he got my father involved (and my father..takes my brother's side no matter what. My brother could have just stabbed me and my father would take his side.) The kicker was when my cousin kept calling. She called once and my mother said to leave it. She called again and Ben said, "Answer that."
"No, I'm watching my show."
"Then I'll answer it."
So he answers it, and even though I told him THREE TIMES not to give the phone to my mom, and my mother even mouthed "NO!" over and over, he gave it to her. What the fuck? There is something wrong with him..he's just so damn abusive.
So she didn't get to watch it. And she's crying. And Ben is on some rant about wanting to go to hockey practice. Ben, you're very unpopular around here.
Then I baked some cookies and got really burnt. :( My hand hurts badly. :'( It's terrible.
I did finish downloading season four of Bad Girls. Otherwise, it's been an awful day. I just feel like shit. The fact that I'm stuck going to my aunt's on Saturday and my uncle's on Sunday just makes me feel a million times worse. Christ, I need to revamp my life. I've felt mega lonely all day which just amplifies it. ARGH. Blister on my skin. Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Those high heels are not your friend
Here's my day:
o Went to Scrapbook Superstation; bought 3 packs of rub-ons that were half price. They're Heidi Swapp, too, VERY NICE! Two pinks and one black. One pink and the black are the same alphabet, then one pink is this little alphabet..so cute!
o Planned on stopping at Michael's, but I had a pretty bad headache so I went home.
o Did the massive pile of laundry that was on my floor, sold some of my textbooks online ($$!), decided not to make any Christmas cards this year and just send out the ones that I bought (too overwhelming at this point).
o Ate dinner (taco salad and a Sprite from Wendy's).
o Fell asleep.
Mix some Animal Crossing in there..that's about it. Oh, and Ben won his hockey game tonight, so he's going to the playoffs! We're all pretty excited about that.
Are you aware that one week from Sunday is Christmas Eve? And I haven't sent out my Secret Santa gift, or Hell, even bought half of my gifts yet? Terrible!
Tomorrow I start baking, we get our Christmas tree, I put my fake tree up in my bedroom (really, this time I'm serious, honestly here) and I just generally collapse. This is the stretch, guys. THE HOLIDAY STRETCH.
Tired, though. Really tired. Gonk. Of course you're better than my last boyfriend.
o Went to Scrapbook Superstation; bought 3 packs of rub-ons that were half price. They're Heidi Swapp, too, VERY NICE! Two pinks and one black. One pink and the black are the same alphabet, then one pink is this little alphabet..so cute!
o Planned on stopping at Michael's, but I had a pretty bad headache so I went home.
o Did the massive pile of laundry that was on my floor, sold some of my textbooks online ($$!), decided not to make any Christmas cards this year and just send out the ones that I bought (too overwhelming at this point).
o Ate dinner (taco salad and a Sprite from Wendy's).
o Fell asleep.
Mix some Animal Crossing in there..that's about it. Oh, and Ben won his hockey game tonight, so he's going to the playoffs! We're all pretty excited about that.
Are you aware that one week from Sunday is Christmas Eve? And I haven't sent out my Secret Santa gift, or Hell, even bought half of my gifts yet? Terrible!
Tomorrow I start baking, we get our Christmas tree, I put my fake tree up in my bedroom (really, this time I'm serious, honestly here) and I just generally collapse. This is the stretch, guys. THE HOLIDAY STRETCH.
Tired, though. Really tired. Gonk. Of course you're better than my last boyfriend.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Attention, comradesky: SUCCESS!
I did my finals. They were OKAY, I think. My science professor was proctoring. Eee. I really hope everything's fine with that course. I am praying and begging.
Now that I don't have to study anymore (hell yes, son), I can spend my days: playing Animal Crossing, eating pumpkin ice cream, and CLEANING. Typical female figure, right? So why haven't any men claimed me? :(
Actually, tomorrow will probably consist of me making the few Christmas cards that I'm going to be making, clearing out the spot for the Christmas tree in the living room, clearing out the spot for the Christmas tree in my bedroom, buying some Christmas presents, and maybe getting my scrapbook totes out of the dining room. (Laffo, like that'll ever happen.)
Did I mention that I did my finals?! :) x 92348204802!
Now that I don't have to study anymore (hell yes, son), I can spend my days: playing Animal Crossing, eating pumpkin ice cream, and CLEANING. Typical female figure, right? So why haven't any men claimed me? :(
Actually, tomorrow will probably consist of me making the few Christmas cards that I'm going to be making, clearing out the spot for the Christmas tree in the living room, clearing out the spot for the Christmas tree in my bedroom, buying some Christmas presents, and maybe getting my scrapbook totes out of the dining room. (Laffo, like that'll ever happen.)
Did I mention that I did my finals?! :) x 92348204802!
I need a hero
Actually, I probably just need a couple of Klonopin. My nerves are shot today.
I have to go in to take some tests..whether or not I pass science lays solely on this final. How can, like, three hours cause me so much panic? Seriously, these are only going to take me about three hours, yet I've been thinking about them nonstop for weeks now. Not only that, but I had literally two hours of sleep last night, couldn't eat lunch, and feel like I'm going to puke up breakfast. And the thing is, hopefully, in twelve hours these will be over and I'll be sleeping in peace. Well, I might not be. I have to admit, there are other problems besides the exams that are upsetting me..but right now it's what I have to focus on.
Things I have to look forward to in order to get myself through these next sevenish hours:
o Christmas baking this week
o Sending out Christmas cards on Friday
o No more school until January 11
o Selling my textbooks and using the money to buy stuff (hello, loan funds are used for books!)
Dear Almighty Republican Speaker in that GOP Paradise in the Sky:
Please let me get at least a B on each of my finals. Please. I am willing to get a C on one of them if I can just get a B in science. I need to pass that course or I will lose everything. I promise to be good for the rest of the year. Also; please make me stop feeling so nervous. I can't stand up without feeling super dizzy. Ta v much.
Blerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. Going to pretend I'm Tanya Turner. What would Tanya Turner do? She'd probably hire someone to take the exams for her. :/ Okay, I'll use Tanya's attitude, at least. I'm fabulous, darling, and my husband Jason will love me no matter what I do. Sigh.
They love me, they really love me.
I have to go in to take some tests..whether or not I pass science lays solely on this final. How can, like, three hours cause me so much panic? Seriously, these are only going to take me about three hours, yet I've been thinking about them nonstop for weeks now. Not only that, but I had literally two hours of sleep last night, couldn't eat lunch, and feel like I'm going to puke up breakfast. And the thing is, hopefully, in twelve hours these will be over and I'll be sleeping in peace. Well, I might not be. I have to admit, there are other problems besides the exams that are upsetting me..but right now it's what I have to focus on.
Things I have to look forward to in order to get myself through these next sevenish hours:
o Christmas baking this week
o Sending out Christmas cards on Friday
o No more school until January 11
o Selling my textbooks and using the money to buy stuff (hello, loan funds are used for books!)
Dear Almighty Republican Speaker in that GOP Paradise in the Sky:
Please let me get at least a B on each of my finals. Please. I am willing to get a C on one of them if I can just get a B in science. I need to pass that course or I will lose everything. I promise to be good for the rest of the year. Also; please make me stop feeling so nervous. I can't stand up without feeling super dizzy. Ta v much.
Blerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. Going to pretend I'm Tanya Turner. What would Tanya Turner do? She'd probably hire someone to take the exams for her. :/ Okay, I'll use Tanya's attitude, at least. I'm fabulous, darling, and my husband Jason will love me no matter what I do. Sigh.
They love me, they really love me.
Accusations
What would Tanya Turner do?
She wouldn't take a night of it.
So you want me to be afraid to talk to you, huh?
She wouldn't take a night of it.
So you want me to be afraid to talk to you, huh?
Sunday, December 10, 2006
International Kelline
Finals tomorrow = end of my first college semester
Biggest research paper of my life due tomorrow with me having virtually nothing done on it = me failing my first college semester
I'm baking all week. We're not having our usual Cookie Baking Weekend with my aunt's family; instead, I'm baking a ton of cookies and we're giving some to them. Happy holidays.
Snow no longer exists this year. Weather is going to be 50s, rain, all through my birthday. My birthday is in August--
I'm listening to Matt Drudge now and he's playing my requests, baby.
Tomorrow, the snow sticks to the ground on AC:WW; I'm chuffed. I can't wait for Bad Girls Season 4 to download. I can't wait until my finals are over so I can live again. I can't wait until this research paper aces itself and I win the Drudgitzer (the Matt Drudge version of the Pulitzer).
I'm so tired and so swamped and I need a cruise to Poland.
Biggest research paper of my life due tomorrow with me having virtually nothing done on it = me failing my first college semester
I'm baking all week. We're not having our usual Cookie Baking Weekend with my aunt's family; instead, I'm baking a ton of cookies and we're giving some to them. Happy holidays.
Snow no longer exists this year. Weather is going to be 50s, rain, all through my birthday. My birthday is in August--
I'm listening to Matt Drudge now and he's playing my requests, baby.
Tomorrow, the snow sticks to the ground on AC:WW; I'm chuffed. I can't wait for Bad Girls Season 4 to download. I can't wait until my finals are over so I can live again. I can't wait until this research paper aces itself and I win the Drudgitzer (the Matt Drudge version of the Pulitzer).
I'm so tired and so swamped and I need a cruise to Poland.
Saturday, December 9, 2006
Second encounter
I should have realized that I couldn't avoid him forever. I thought that maybe he'd forget about me; that I was just another little thing on the side to keep him from having to stay in and watch TV on a Friday night. I was so wrong.
I had been avoiding the place where I first met him. Figuring that it was safe, I started including it in my list of daily haunts again. Big mistake.
It was the second night of me being back. I was talking to a peer and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I knew it was him before I turned around. I could smell his aftershave.
"Hello. I thought I would find you here." He smiled at me and gave me a once-over. I was starting to get that feeling in my stomach again.
"Hey. I haven't been avoiding you, I've just been really busy with stuff." I was lying through my teeth. He could tell, but he was gracious enough not to let on.
"Can we talk? There's a place next door that has some great mozzarella sticks." I smirked at his blue-collar tendencies. I couldn't help but find it endearing. Was he doing it on purpose?
The place next door was all that was promised. It did have some good appetizers, and he shocked me by getting a Coke instead of a beer.
We talked about college, Christmas (he's hoping for a GPS system), and Matt Drudge. He is a fan, though he hardly listens. He wants to borrow my copy of Drudge Manifesto when I'm done with it.
Then he started pressing subjects from before.
"When are you going to be my intern?" I couldn't answer. I knew what he was really asking.
"I'm kind of..promised to someone."
"Who?"
"He's not from around here."
"If he's not here with you, then he's not worth a damn minute of your time. Why would you waste your time with a guy who doesn't want to be around you?"
He reached across the table, in the dimly lit room, and touched the side of my face.
"I'm divorcing my wife. I want you to be my intern."
I signed the paper. He dropped me off at the college. He kissed me. I have to find out if he's really getting divorced or not. You never know with people of his occupation. They're so sleazy. So..sleazy.
I had been avoiding the place where I first met him. Figuring that it was safe, I started including it in my list of daily haunts again. Big mistake.
It was the second night of me being back. I was talking to a peer and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I knew it was him before I turned around. I could smell his aftershave.
"Hello. I thought I would find you here." He smiled at me and gave me a once-over. I was starting to get that feeling in my stomach again.
"Hey. I haven't been avoiding you, I've just been really busy with stuff." I was lying through my teeth. He could tell, but he was gracious enough not to let on.
"Can we talk? There's a place next door that has some great mozzarella sticks." I smirked at his blue-collar tendencies. I couldn't help but find it endearing. Was he doing it on purpose?
The place next door was all that was promised. It did have some good appetizers, and he shocked me by getting a Coke instead of a beer.
We talked about college, Christmas (he's hoping for a GPS system), and Matt Drudge. He is a fan, though he hardly listens. He wants to borrow my copy of Drudge Manifesto when I'm done with it.
Then he started pressing subjects from before.
"When are you going to be my intern?" I couldn't answer. I knew what he was really asking.
"I'm kind of..promised to someone."
"Who?"
"He's not from around here."
"If he's not here with you, then he's not worth a damn minute of your time. Why would you waste your time with a guy who doesn't want to be around you?"
He reached across the table, in the dimly lit room, and touched the side of my face.
"I'm divorcing my wife. I want you to be my intern."
I signed the paper. He dropped me off at the college. He kissed me. I have to find out if he's really getting divorced or not. You never know with people of his occupation. They're so sleazy. So..sleazy.
Thursday, December 7, 2006
It's enoug [sic] to drive you crazy if you let it
Lack of updates--sorry for, also sorry to make this short, I have been running myself crazy here. Hint: he's out to get me.
A few points. Rick gave his farewell speech. That makes me BEYOND SAD. He also said that Bob Casey is a good guy..Rick, don't!
He looks SO YOUNG.
I forget who that other guy is; ignore, LOOK AT RICK.
We're having a blizzard here in Butler, with 8 inches expecting overnight! Okay, it's nothing to what we usually get..but last year we got hardly anything, so this is pretty spectacular.
Right, season 3 of Bad Girls also downloaded, so I'll be away for a long time. Actually, I'll probably stay up all night watching. Shell Dockley killed Jim Fenner--or DID SHE? And it's over between Helen and Nikki. Can't stop watching!
Forget the Christmas songs, they're off indefinitely. Just go download some S Club 7 and A*Teens Christmas tunes, or some Jim Brickman, and you'll be FINE. Oh god, WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO JIM FENNER? What will happen to me?
A few points. Rick gave his farewell speech. That makes me BEYOND SAD. He also said that Bob Casey is a good guy..Rick, don't!
He looks SO YOUNG.
I forget who that other guy is; ignore, LOOK AT RICK.
We're having a blizzard here in Butler, with 8 inches expecting overnight! Okay, it's nothing to what we usually get..but last year we got hardly anything, so this is pretty spectacular.
Right, season 3 of Bad Girls also downloaded, so I'll be away for a long time. Actually, I'll probably stay up all night watching. Shell Dockley killed Jim Fenner--or DID SHE? And it's over between Helen and Nikki. Can't stop watching!
Forget the Christmas songs, they're off indefinitely. Just go download some S Club 7 and A*Teens Christmas tunes, or some Jim Brickman, and you'll be FINE. Oh god, WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO JIM FENNER? What will happen to me?
Monday, December 4, 2006
Monday, Monday
This has been an easy Monday. I studied, I wrapped presents, I made homemade gift tags. I cleaned. I read more of Inkspell. I installed Firefox because Internet Explorer has been crapping out. I bought stuff for my Secret Santa. I showered and painted my nails. I'm ready to do it all again tomorrow.
Except it won't happen tomorrow. Plans have changed! Tomorrow I'm going with my mother to take my uncle out to eat. We're getting Chinese in New Castle. WHY NEW CASTLE? Butler has the best Chinese food IN THE WORLD. Don't pause to think about what I just said.
My mother seriously freaked me out tonight. Every winter, she gets this terrible cough. She saw a doctor about it last year and he didn't do anything, so now she won't go see anyone. She was talking to her brother on the phone, and all I heard her say was something like, "Our air ducts do need cleaned..they haven't been cleaned in god knows how long. Can you imagine how much stuff is in them? That probably is why I cough like this." Hello, freaking out! I have this big fear of mold and all this stuff, and I've told her ages ago to get the vents cleaned out..but does she listen? No! And our basement is all moldy..oh god! I seriously need to move out before I have a nervous breakdown from mold taking over my brain. :(
My friend Emily told me something amusing today regarding 75-100 snails..I'm still laughing. She's a good friend.
Pet Shop Boys: It Doesn't Often Snow At Christmas
Elton John: Step Into Christmas
Elton John = yuck, but this song is a classic for my holiday season. Pet Shop Boys are love.
Except it won't happen tomorrow. Plans have changed! Tomorrow I'm going with my mother to take my uncle out to eat. We're getting Chinese in New Castle. WHY NEW CASTLE? Butler has the best Chinese food IN THE WORLD. Don't pause to think about what I just said.
My mother seriously freaked me out tonight. Every winter, she gets this terrible cough. She saw a doctor about it last year and he didn't do anything, so now she won't go see anyone. She was talking to her brother on the phone, and all I heard her say was something like, "Our air ducts do need cleaned..they haven't been cleaned in god knows how long. Can you imagine how much stuff is in them? That probably is why I cough like this." Hello, freaking out! I have this big fear of mold and all this stuff, and I've told her ages ago to get the vents cleaned out..but does she listen? No! And our basement is all moldy..oh god! I seriously need to move out before I have a nervous breakdown from mold taking over my brain. :(
My friend Emily told me something amusing today regarding 75-100 snails..I'm still laughing. She's a good friend.
Pet Shop Boys: It Doesn't Often Snow At Christmas
Elton John: Step Into Christmas
Elton John = yuck, but this song is a classic for my holiday season. Pet Shop Boys are love.
Sunday, December 3, 2006
Matt Drudge x 383839929
I'm listening to the Matt Drudge show at the moment. Can I please just say that I'm falling madly in love with him? I love the little remix songs he makes, and I love the little skits he makes, and I LOVE how he dissed Jon Stewart. My mother is a big Jon Stewart/Stephen Colbert fan, and to hear Drudge talk about these two men..it's just like a religious experience. MATT, YOU'VE BROUGHT HAPPINESS TO MY NIGHT.
We got a little bit of snow this evening. Pleasing..I'm hoping for something that accumulates, though. It's supposed to snow overnight (I'm staying hopeful, don't laugh at me) so maybe I'll get lucky!
I'm finally going through some of the stacks of books in my bedroom. I'm reading Inkspell now, which is the sequel to Inkheart. Brilliant books, both of them. After that, I can move on to Ellis Island Interviews, All Politics Is Local, A Hitler Youth In Poland, Cell, and many more! I think I will be occupied this vacation. Speaking of which; finals, officially one week, NERVOUS YET EXCITED.
I'm going to start juggling domestics with school again, and figure on making this KITCHEN WEEK. Maybe also HALLWAY WEEK. My nails are getting really long though, so I need to be careful.
This week is going to be one thing after the other. Busssssssyyyyyyyyy.
PS-I'll post two Xmas tracks tomorrow; remind me to make one of them the Pet Shop Boys one. My Internet is like so slow tonight. Cheers.
We got a little bit of snow this evening. Pleasing..I'm hoping for something that accumulates, though. It's supposed to snow overnight (I'm staying hopeful, don't laugh at me) so maybe I'll get lucky!
I'm finally going through some of the stacks of books in my bedroom. I'm reading Inkspell now, which is the sequel to Inkheart. Brilliant books, both of them. After that, I can move on to Ellis Island Interviews, All Politics Is Local, A Hitler Youth In Poland, Cell, and many more! I think I will be occupied this vacation. Speaking of which; finals, officially one week, NERVOUS YET EXCITED.
I'm going to start juggling domestics with school again, and figure on making this KITCHEN WEEK. Maybe also HALLWAY WEEK. My nails are getting really long though, so I need to be careful.
This week is going to be one thing after the other. Busssssssyyyyyyyyy.
PS-I'll post two Xmas tracks tomorrow; remind me to make one of them the Pet Shop Boys one. My Internet is like so slow tonight. Cheers.
Saturday, December 2, 2006
Advent Calendar Day Two
Trans-Siberian Orchestra: Wizards In Winter
It has a really gay title, but it's prettttty hep. I like TSO for Christmas. Well, except for the songs where they sing. Bleh. The guy has this..voice. It's bad. Not good.
I froze my tits off today, but still no snow! I'm getting really antsy, as it was supposed to snow last night; now they're saying not until TOMORROW night. It's a travesty is what it is. I'm hoping that I wake up tomorrow to the traditional 5 feet of snow, as required by Butler, PA laws.
This week is going to be megggga busy. I have to study for finals, then I have like the biggest research paper of my life due. We're taking my uncle out somewhere for his birthday on Wednesday (but it's a SURPRISE so don't tell). Then next weekend we're going to that light show in Pittsburgh, which is basically the official start of the festivities for my family.
I haven't been talking politics at all, which is appalling..oh, there was one thing I wanted to show y'ens..
I want this mask. It's a Jack Abramoff mask that some Dems were wearing to protest his corruption..WHATEVER. I want one for my own personal use. I NEED ONE. Argh. They probably burned them all, crazy libtards.
Oh Jack.
It has a really gay title, but it's prettttty hep. I like TSO for Christmas. Well, except for the songs where they sing. Bleh. The guy has this..voice. It's bad. Not good.
I froze my tits off today, but still no snow! I'm getting really antsy, as it was supposed to snow last night; now they're saying not until TOMORROW night. It's a travesty is what it is. I'm hoping that I wake up tomorrow to the traditional 5 feet of snow, as required by Butler, PA laws.
This week is going to be megggga busy. I have to study for finals, then I have like the biggest research paper of my life due. We're taking my uncle out somewhere for his birthday on Wednesday (but it's a SURPRISE so don't tell). Then next weekend we're going to that light show in Pittsburgh, which is basically the official start of the festivities for my family.
I haven't been talking politics at all, which is appalling..oh, there was one thing I wanted to show y'ens..
I want this mask. It's a Jack Abramoff mask that some Dems were wearing to protest his corruption..WHATEVER. I want one for my own personal use. I NEED ONE. Argh. They probably burned them all, crazy libtards.
Oh Jack.
Friday, December 1, 2006
Happy December!
Quick note: new Emma Bunton CD has been leaked; uh, hell yes son! It's A++++++++.
Right. December 1st, and I'm chuffed at the prospect of snow. It's been raining way too much, and after being nearly blown away, a nice blanket of snow is what I need to wrap myself up in. Seriously. Being from the Pittsburgh area, I can wrap myself in snow and be completely warm! It's great.
I had to finish off my Landfill Decomposition project for Environmental Science today..GAG. It was all moldy and smelled terrible. It had decomposed crackers and all sorts in it. I better do really well in this class.
In other news: I finally got my paycheck today! But it was made out to Kelly McIntyre (??). I'd say that they have it in for me, but the managing editor is too nice for that. Sigh. I have to return the check and get a new one. Here's to hoping there's a billion dollar bonus.
Right, today's the day I start uploading Christmas songs. To start the month off right, we'll have to get into the Girls Aloud Christmas music. Included as a bonus disc to their Chemistry album, it had seven catchy little Christmas tunes.
Girls Aloud - Merry Xmas Everybody
File Factory link. Go on, do it. For me.
I'll be more thorough tomorrow. I have to go back out into the wind to test the pH of the rain for yet another science project. WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR THIS COURSE.
Right. December 1st, and I'm chuffed at the prospect of snow. It's been raining way too much, and after being nearly blown away, a nice blanket of snow is what I need to wrap myself up in. Seriously. Being from the Pittsburgh area, I can wrap myself in snow and be completely warm! It's great.
I had to finish off my Landfill Decomposition project for Environmental Science today..GAG. It was all moldy and smelled terrible. It had decomposed crackers and all sorts in it. I better do really well in this class.
In other news: I finally got my paycheck today! But it was made out to Kelly McIntyre (??). I'd say that they have it in for me, but the managing editor is too nice for that. Sigh. I have to return the check and get a new one. Here's to hoping there's a billion dollar bonus.
Right, today's the day I start uploading Christmas songs. To start the month off right, we'll have to get into the Girls Aloud Christmas music. Included as a bonus disc to their Chemistry album, it had seven catchy little Christmas tunes.
Girls Aloud - Merry Xmas Everybody
File Factory link. Go on, do it. For me.
I'll be more thorough tomorrow. I have to go back out into the wind to test the pH of the rain for yet another science project. WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR THIS COURSE.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Last of November
Starting to see what I've been missing.
Anyways, right. Today's weather was downright spring-like, and I'm thinking of lobbying someone about it. I don't know who, but I'll find someone.
Tonmorrow I start posting Christmas tunes for download, isn't that great? I'll tell you who else is great: Kelli Ali. Perfect for getting through those should-I-or-shouldn't-I? times.
Not a chav.
Registration for the spring Scrapaway has opened; they've raised the prices. Who wants to contribute to my fund?
Sorry this is so here-and-there, my thoughts are scattered tonight. There seems to be a lot of pressure on all fronts lately. I'll get my break soon enough.
♥December tomorrow!!!
Anyways, right. Today's weather was downright spring-like, and I'm thinking of lobbying someone about it. I don't know who, but I'll find someone.
Tonmorrow I start posting Christmas tunes for download, isn't that great? I'll tell you who else is great: Kelli Ali. Perfect for getting through those should-I-or-shouldn't-I? times.
Not a chav.
Registration for the spring Scrapaway has opened; they've raised the prices. Who wants to contribute to my fund?
Sorry this is so here-and-there, my thoughts are scattered tonight. There seems to be a lot of pressure on all fronts lately. I'll get my break soon enough.
♥December tomorrow!!!
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Don't panic
I know that many of you out there were sleepless last night due to my lack of blogging; believe me, not my fault! For some reason, my Internet was connected (as in, I was getting like mega-high bitrate on Shareaza) but I couldn't open any webpages. It was awful, to be sure.
Let's talk current events! I got my first Christmas card today, it's been snowing on Animal Crossing: Wild World, and finals are TWO WEEKS. So excited. Here's to hoping I do well in science. At least moderately well. Please. Ugh, I so wish my professor was a guy so I could get out the old seduction shoes!
Oh, other current events? Well, someone in New Castle had her house blown up while she was on vacation. My cousin actually saw this after it had happened, and she said that it was quite a sight. According to the news, they don't know what happened yet. So it just..randomly blew up? Poor woman. The only consolation I can find is that people around here are extremely charitable, and we all rush to help one another in times like these--especially when it comes to donating to a.) church funds, b.) turkey drives.
Second news story of the night: a judge has decided that paper money isn't fair to the blind, and now the treasury has to revamp our currency. Uh, I don't want to seem insensitive..oh, who am I kidding? I'm not politically correct in the least. Look, this is insane. My grandfather's girlfriend is "legally blind" but she can see money just fine. And she can just sniff the money if she can't see it. Golddigger.
Oh, and Castro is not well enough to celebrate his birthday! I'm laffoing. Of course, I doubt they have Dairy Queens over there, so birthdays wouldn't be worth celebrating anyways..poor Cuba. :( Don't worry, Cuba: as soon as your current leader dies, we will be right over with ICE CREAM CAKES. That would be a great way to win a war. I think it would work, too.
Right, two days until December. On December 1st, I am putting my Christmas tree up and wearing my Santa hat out in public. I do it in a cute sort of way, with little pigtails. God, I probably look like a twat. Such is life.
This is supposed to be a Christmas shot, but it looks..err..
Let's talk current events! I got my first Christmas card today, it's been snowing on Animal Crossing: Wild World, and finals are TWO WEEKS. So excited. Here's to hoping I do well in science. At least moderately well. Please. Ugh, I so wish my professor was a guy so I could get out the old seduction shoes!
Oh, other current events? Well, someone in New Castle had her house blown up while she was on vacation. My cousin actually saw this after it had happened, and she said that it was quite a sight. According to the news, they don't know what happened yet. So it just..randomly blew up? Poor woman. The only consolation I can find is that people around here are extremely charitable, and we all rush to help one another in times like these--especially when it comes to donating to a.) church funds, b.) turkey drives.
Second news story of the night: a judge has decided that paper money isn't fair to the blind, and now the treasury has to revamp our currency. Uh, I don't want to seem insensitive..oh, who am I kidding? I'm not politically correct in the least. Look, this is insane. My grandfather's girlfriend is "legally blind" but she can see money just fine. And she can just sniff the money if she can't see it. Golddigger.
Oh, and Castro is not well enough to celebrate his birthday! I'm laffoing. Of course, I doubt they have Dairy Queens over there, so birthdays wouldn't be worth celebrating anyways..poor Cuba. :( Don't worry, Cuba: as soon as your current leader dies, we will be right over with ICE CREAM CAKES. That would be a great way to win a war. I think it would work, too.
Right, two days until December. On December 1st, I am putting my Christmas tree up and wearing my Santa hat out in public. I do it in a cute sort of way, with little pigtails. God, I probably look like a twat. Such is life.
This is supposed to be a Christmas shot, but it looks..err..
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Warm day
So, I've started buying my textbooks. What a waste of money. I mean, I looked at the breakdown of my courses..and there's this thing called a "learning fee" that's like, $60 for a three credit course. Why? I have an idea: this money could be used as a deposit on a rental textbook that the college lets students use. The majority of my peers seem to buy their books from their college bookstores--why? I almost exclusively buy mine from Amazon or Textbooksrus.com, because I find that it's a lot cheaper that way. Especially Amazon. I can get a book for $4 on Amazon that would be $60 at the college, no joke. This has happened to me at least three times so far. The college estimate for books is something outrageous like $400 per semester, while I manage to pay about $150 by buying online. College bookstores are such a gimmick.
I'm super chuffed, as finals are..about two weeks away! I'm actually really looking forward to getting my loan refund check, because I know that I'll get more than I did last semester (so I'm aiming for around $250). Technically, I should use this towards paying back my loan..NAH. I'm going to probably use it to pay my mother back for whatever my current textbook money won't cover. I wish I'd just get the loan refund SOONER so that I could buy like ultimate awesome presents, you know?
I already know what I'm getting Ben; it's something he asked for. Getting my cats a deluxe cat tower with hammock.
My friends are getting things that I haven't picked out yet. My mother is getting what she always gets, along with something that she really wants but it's kind of pricey and she doesn't like spending money on herself. I have this great plan of taking all of my spare change to a Coinstar machine and getting an Amazon gift certificate from it, because my mother took in two bags of spare change the other day and got an Amazonie for $76.05. Pretty hot. Coinstar machines are dumb unless you get the gift certificates, because then they don't take any percentage out. Happy thought indeed!
I really want to eat at Chili's. Gawwwwd. That or Chinese. I've wanted Chinese for months. I always want Chili's. Oh someone help me.
I'm super chuffed, as finals are..about two weeks away! I'm actually really looking forward to getting my loan refund check, because I know that I'll get more than I did last semester (so I'm aiming for around $250). Technically, I should use this towards paying back my loan..NAH. I'm going to probably use it to pay my mother back for whatever my current textbook money won't cover. I wish I'd just get the loan refund SOONER so that I could buy like ultimate awesome presents, you know?
I already know what I'm getting Ben; it's something he asked for. Getting my cats a deluxe cat tower with hammock.
My friends are getting things that I haven't picked out yet. My mother is getting what she always gets, along with something that she really wants but it's kind of pricey and she doesn't like spending money on herself. I have this great plan of taking all of my spare change to a Coinstar machine and getting an Amazon gift certificate from it, because my mother took in two bags of spare change the other day and got an Amazonie for $76.05. Pretty hot. Coinstar machines are dumb unless you get the gift certificates, because then they don't take any percentage out. Happy thought indeed!
I really want to eat at Chili's. Gawwwwd. That or Chinese. I've wanted Chinese for months. I always want Chili's. Oh someone help me.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
My evening with an undisclosed politician
About two weeks ago, I ran into a locally-well-known politician while I was making my rounds. Our eyes met and his smile exuded warmth; we pressed hands and the contrast between my small, soft hand and his rough, work-hardened hand set the pace of how our relationship would be.
We made small chat, but that soon turned to things more intimate. I revealed that I had campaigned heartily for him, and his body tensed. Basically, he said that he wanted to thank me by taking me out sometime. He said that I seemed like a fine young (Republican) lady and he wanted to get to know me a little better, as a young voter demographic. I accepted. I gave him my number and he said that he would get back to me. I never expected to hear from him again.
Four days ago, he called me and said that he wanted to see me.
"Are you busy on Friday night?" he asked me. I was a little bit surprised; he sounded like a young man about to ask a girl out to prom.
"I'm fairly sure I can pencil you in," I bantered back. I could almost hear his relief. He told me that he would pick me up at 6 and we would go to eat somewhere. Who knows where that would lead.
Was I nervous? Of course I was. This was a man that I looked up to..not only was he my hero, but hell, I dreamed about him. I decided to be brave about this, because I mean, he is the one that asked me, right? I realized that he was probably more nervous about making a good impression. Maybe not. You never know.
I wore prep-casual that night. You know, my usual. I did pull out a khaki skirt, though. Not too mini, about a few inches above my knees. A ribbon for a belt. Pink and brown striped Hilfiger polo shirt. My GOP charm bracelet. Hair pulled up in a clip. I did wear heels, though they weren't stilettos. They were more..chunky-practical. Very classy, though.
I don't know what first impression I made on him, because I couldn't see his face when I got in his car. He did comment that I looked good, but his head was out the window. Smoking a cigarette. I was starting to feel like a prostitute. I closed my legs tight and smoothed out my skirt. "Where are we going, exactly?"
"Beacon Hotel." Ahh, the Beacon Hotel. I've heard of this joint. Let's hope this is just where we're eating and he's not planning on pulling a move. We drive in silence. I start to question my decision to accept this rendevouz.
We get there, and he surprises me by opening the car door so I can get out. This is when his manner towards me started to warm. I was at ease again. He was such a gentleman; holding open doors and even holding my seat out for me. I was very charmed. He ordered himself a glass of Pinot--I naturally declined and had some ginger ale instead. He ordered steak, "somewhere between medium rare and done," I ordered a chicken caesar salad with ranch dressing. We split breadsticks.
He started talking about the last election. He said that he didn't pour a lot of money into it because he knew that he would win anyway. He quickly interjected that it was because of people like me, however, that he ended up keeping his seat. He periodically would rest his hand on mine to accent certain words; he would let it linger and then retreat.
We stayed and talked for hours. We actually got kicked out of the Beacon Hotel, as they closed at 10 and we were staying past closing. We continued the discussion out in the car. I told him about myself, and he was delighted to know that I'm going to college in Butler. He asked me to intern for him. I said I would consider it.
We drove home, with an odd, mutual feeling. Maybe it was some sort of respect that we had earned for each other (his respect for me would be the respect that an elder feels for a child, while my respect would be the respect that one feels when you realize that something you worship is actually a living, human thing). We were silent until about five minutes from my house.
"You will intern for me, won't you? I'd really like you to."
"Yes."
He pulled into my driveway and we sat in silence. It was awkward, but a good awkward.
"Well, I don't really know what to say." So he kissed me. And I kissed him back. It was very good.
I got out of the car and he drove away. He called me twice this morning, but I didn't answer. He has a wife and children. I can't ruin a family, even if I have been declaring all along that I would if I could. I guess I really do have to find somebody my own age.
We made small chat, but that soon turned to things more intimate. I revealed that I had campaigned heartily for him, and his body tensed. Basically, he said that he wanted to thank me by taking me out sometime. He said that I seemed like a fine young (Republican) lady and he wanted to get to know me a little better, as a young voter demographic. I accepted. I gave him my number and he said that he would get back to me. I never expected to hear from him again.
Four days ago, he called me and said that he wanted to see me.
"Are you busy on Friday night?" he asked me. I was a little bit surprised; he sounded like a young man about to ask a girl out to prom.
"I'm fairly sure I can pencil you in," I bantered back. I could almost hear his relief. He told me that he would pick me up at 6 and we would go to eat somewhere. Who knows where that would lead.
Was I nervous? Of course I was. This was a man that I looked up to..not only was he my hero, but hell, I dreamed about him. I decided to be brave about this, because I mean, he is the one that asked me, right? I realized that he was probably more nervous about making a good impression. Maybe not. You never know.
I wore prep-casual that night. You know, my usual. I did pull out a khaki skirt, though. Not too mini, about a few inches above my knees. A ribbon for a belt. Pink and brown striped Hilfiger polo shirt. My GOP charm bracelet. Hair pulled up in a clip. I did wear heels, though they weren't stilettos. They were more..chunky-practical. Very classy, though.
I don't know what first impression I made on him, because I couldn't see his face when I got in his car. He did comment that I looked good, but his head was out the window. Smoking a cigarette. I was starting to feel like a prostitute. I closed my legs tight and smoothed out my skirt. "Where are we going, exactly?"
"Beacon Hotel." Ahh, the Beacon Hotel. I've heard of this joint. Let's hope this is just where we're eating and he's not planning on pulling a move. We drive in silence. I start to question my decision to accept this rendevouz.
We get there, and he surprises me by opening the car door so I can get out. This is when his manner towards me started to warm. I was at ease again. He was such a gentleman; holding open doors and even holding my seat out for me. I was very charmed. He ordered himself a glass of Pinot--I naturally declined and had some ginger ale instead. He ordered steak, "somewhere between medium rare and done," I ordered a chicken caesar salad with ranch dressing. We split breadsticks.
He started talking about the last election. He said that he didn't pour a lot of money into it because he knew that he would win anyway. He quickly interjected that it was because of people like me, however, that he ended up keeping his seat. He periodically would rest his hand on mine to accent certain words; he would let it linger and then retreat.
We stayed and talked for hours. We actually got kicked out of the Beacon Hotel, as they closed at 10 and we were staying past closing. We continued the discussion out in the car. I told him about myself, and he was delighted to know that I'm going to college in Butler. He asked me to intern for him. I said I would consider it.
We drove home, with an odd, mutual feeling. Maybe it was some sort of respect that we had earned for each other (his respect for me would be the respect that an elder feels for a child, while my respect would be the respect that one feels when you realize that something you worship is actually a living, human thing). We were silent until about five minutes from my house.
"You will intern for me, won't you? I'd really like you to."
"Yes."
He pulled into my driveway and we sat in silence. It was awkward, but a good awkward.
"Well, I don't really know what to say." So he kissed me. And I kissed him back. It was very good.
I got out of the car and he drove away. He called me twice this morning, but I didn't answer. He has a wife and children. I can't ruin a family, even if I have been declaring all along that I would if I could. I guess I really do have to find somebody my own age.
Friday, November 24, 2006
McCarthyism is a fetish of mine
I did a lot today; Black Friday shopping was not included on my list. I did, however, touch up my "Master Gift List." That's right--be prepared to get gifts!
I did a research paper the other day about Cold War propaganda. You know, Joseph McCarthy was a fine man.
Yes.
There is something about a man talking into a microphone that gets me going. I'm not sure what it is..if the man is being political, it just intensifies the feeling.
You have to admire a man who roots out Communism. Especially one who looks as good as Joe.
You think you're a man but you're only a boy.
They don't make men like that anymore. Sigh.
The closest would have to be Sean Hannity and Matt Drudge.
I wish Matt would propose to me. Double sigh!
I did a research paper the other day about Cold War propaganda. You know, Joseph McCarthy was a fine man.
Yes.
There is something about a man talking into a microphone that gets me going. I'm not sure what it is..if the man is being political, it just intensifies the feeling.
You have to admire a man who roots out Communism. Especially one who looks as good as Joe.
You think you're a man but you're only a boy.
They don't make men like that anymore. Sigh.
The closest would have to be Sean Hannity and Matt Drudge.
I wish Matt would propose to me. Double sigh!
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Thanksgiving Day
Well, I did better than last year. I mean, I'm not sitting here in absolute pain. Though, I did eat more pumpkin Twinkie dessert than I should have. But hey, what's Thanksgiving if not to binge on such things? Family togetherness? What?
Anyways, here's a list of things that I'm thankful for.
Paris Hilton
Pepsi man
Hilfiger polos
Girls Aloud
Gucci stilettos (Actually, I like MOST stilettos..Prada and Versace and J. Choos are also acceptable.)
Rick Santorum
Honorable mentions: Tanya Turner, Jack Abramoff, Sean Hannity..okay, I'm thankful for everything. EVERYTHING. Except, like, carpal tunnel syndrome and split nails.
Who's ready for Christmas?
Anyways, here's a list of things that I'm thankful for.
Paris Hilton
Pepsi man
Hilfiger polos
Girls Aloud
Gucci stilettos (Actually, I like MOST stilettos..Prada and Versace and J. Choos are also acceptable.)
Rick Santorum
Honorable mentions: Tanya Turner, Jack Abramoff, Sean Hannity..okay, I'm thankful for everything. EVERYTHING. Except, like, carpal tunnel syndrome and split nails.
Who's ready for Christmas?
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Thanksgiving
I saw my crush today. We made eye contact. Oh god. He was talking on his cell phone, as usual. He'll never love me. :(
I'm spending the entire night: baking! Yes, I am making pies and Twinkie desserts and all sorts of goodness. 3WS is playing awesome Xmas tunes and I'm just loving it. Speaking of which; starting on December 1st, I'm going to start posting my favorite Christmas songs for everyone to download. What an incentive, right?
I forget how to make thumbnails, so click here for the larger image.
I'm not sure why they made Kyle look like Hugh Grant..but I suppose it's a step in the right direction!
I leave you with this fabulous FW image. Go play the Footballers' Wive$ game. Well? Go on, then!
Happy Thanksgiving in advance. I'll be so off my tits, eating all that pie, who knows when I'll post again.
I'm spending the entire night: baking! Yes, I am making pies and Twinkie desserts and all sorts of goodness. 3WS is playing awesome Xmas tunes and I'm just loving it. Speaking of which; starting on December 1st, I'm going to start posting my favorite Christmas songs for everyone to download. What an incentive, right?
I forget how to make thumbnails, so click here for the larger image.
I'm not sure why they made Kyle look like Hugh Grant..but I suppose it's a step in the right direction!
I leave you with this fabulous FW image. Go play the Footballers' Wive$ game. Well? Go on, then!
Happy Thanksgiving in advance. I'll be so off my tits, eating all that pie, who knows when I'll post again.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Bad Girls
As you all know, I love Footballers' Wive$. My favorite character is, of course, Tanya Turner, as played by Zoe Lucker. It turns out that she played a role (Tanya Turner) during a few episodes of another British show, Bad Girls.
Familiar?
This show is fantastic. It's not as good as FW, but I'd put it in second place. Yes, I love it.
It's about the inside of a women's prison. There is bullying. If I went to prison, I think I would be top dog. Yes.
I watched the entire four episodes (one disc) in a day, when I should have been working on my outline. DAMN. I finished it just in time, though, don't you worry.
No, there aren't sex scenes..yet. There is kissing. And there are hot guys in uniform syfosyhf8y82094723047rwfs. Oh DOM.
So now I'm downloading all of the seasons. I will never get anything done. :(
Familiar?
This show is fantastic. It's not as good as FW, but I'd put it in second place. Yes, I love it.
It's about the inside of a women's prison. There is bullying. If I went to prison, I think I would be top dog. Yes.
I watched the entire four episodes (one disc) in a day, when I should have been working on my outline. DAMN. I finished it just in time, though, don't you worry.
No, there aren't sex scenes..yet. There is kissing. And there are hot guys in uniform syfosyhf8y82094723047rwfs. Oh DOM.
So now I'm downloading all of the seasons. I will never get anything done. :(
Sunday, November 19, 2006
The Santa Clause 3: I Love Martin Short
My brother has been whinging to go see a movie lately, so my mother finally gave in and took us to one. (I'm telling you, he's so spoiled from the summer--all those glorious free movie tickets from drinking Pepsi!) Ben wanted to see the James Bond movie, and my mother wanted to see Stranger Than Fiction. For some reason, they looked to me to decide what movie we would go see.
With a glint in my eye, I made my choice: The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause.
Ben actually went along with it pretty well. He immediately recognized my idea (go see the movie for :laffo: purposes), though he was unaware of my deep, underlying desire to see Martin Short on the big screen. Ohhh, Martin Short. Ever since The Three Amigos, I've had this fantasy..
Anyways, so we went. I was surprised that we weren't the only people in the theater. There were about 8 other families, and these two mentally challenged men who sat in the front row. Okay, I'm sorry..I laughed when I heard and saw them walk in. I'm mean, I know. I'm not laughing at them, I'm laughing at the fact that these two grown men bought tickets together to see The Santa Clause 3, and when they bought the tickets, one of the men actually asked what time the movie would end. Durrr.
Also, Ben had to leave the theater twice to piss. I HELD IT. I CONTROLLED MYSELF. He always rags on me when I have to piss before bed, but he just..TWICE.
Okay, the movie. It was bad. The ending pissed me off. Curing Jack Frost's insane evil with a "warm hug" from a little girl? What the fuck? During the entire movie, Jack Frost basically destroyed the North Pole; setting it on fire (!!), freezing up the machines, making things explode (!), and almost making Mrs. Santa divorce Mr. Santa. Seriously, he pitted her in-laws against Santa. He was damn evil. Then he froze some people, uh..took over the job as Santa, turned the North Pole into a resort..
And this was all cured by a little girl giving him a hug?! I really doubt it. Really. Really really really. Because why would a hug do the trick? He is really close to people throughout the movie--wouldn't their body heat also melt his "frozen heart"? No sense.
I guess I'm just bitter that once he was thawed, he looked old. When he was Jack Frost, he had this awesome spiked up hair, this great blue suit, and this amazing attitude problem. Then he was thawed..and his hair turned brown and flat. I was appalled. During the movie, it was just me fantasizing about marrying Jack Frost. Suddenly, it was me thinking, "What the Christ, he looks like a total minger." They made him look like a MINGER! DAMN. He kept asking different people throughout the movie to be his "elf." Heh. Oh Jack. Annnnything for y--what the christ, minger.
Then the movie had a second "touching" ending, with the Clauses showing off their baby, "Buddy." Buddy?! Yeah, The Santa Clause 4: Buddy Does Heroin. Buddy Drinks Faygo And Listens To ICP. Ughhhh.
Highlights of the movie:
o Jack Frost causing trouble--because evil guys are hot.
o Jack Frost singing during his little North Pole Broadway show.
o Jack Frost basically creaming his pants while Ann Margret sings the "Jack Frost nipping at your nose" line over and over at him.
The movie? 3/10.
Jack Frost? 10/10
Jack Frost after his meltdown? UGH 0/10
With a glint in my eye, I made my choice: The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause.
Ben actually went along with it pretty well. He immediately recognized my idea (go see the movie for :laffo: purposes), though he was unaware of my deep, underlying desire to see Martin Short on the big screen. Ohhh, Martin Short. Ever since The Three Amigos, I've had this fantasy..
Anyways, so we went. I was surprised that we weren't the only people in the theater. There were about 8 other families, and these two mentally challenged men who sat in the front row. Okay, I'm sorry..I laughed when I heard and saw them walk in. I'm mean, I know. I'm not laughing at them, I'm laughing at the fact that these two grown men bought tickets together to see The Santa Clause 3, and when they bought the tickets, one of the men actually asked what time the movie would end. Durrr.
Also, Ben had to leave the theater twice to piss. I HELD IT. I CONTROLLED MYSELF. He always rags on me when I have to piss before bed, but he just..TWICE.
Okay, the movie. It was bad. The ending pissed me off. Curing Jack Frost's insane evil with a "warm hug" from a little girl? What the fuck? During the entire movie, Jack Frost basically destroyed the North Pole; setting it on fire (!!), freezing up the machines, making things explode (!), and almost making Mrs. Santa divorce Mr. Santa. Seriously, he pitted her in-laws against Santa. He was damn evil. Then he froze some people, uh..took over the job as Santa, turned the North Pole into a resort..
And this was all cured by a little girl giving him a hug?! I really doubt it. Really. Really really really. Because why would a hug do the trick? He is really close to people throughout the movie--wouldn't their body heat also melt his "frozen heart"? No sense.
I guess I'm just bitter that once he was thawed, he looked old. When he was Jack Frost, he had this awesome spiked up hair, this great blue suit, and this amazing attitude problem. Then he was thawed..and his hair turned brown and flat. I was appalled. During the movie, it was just me fantasizing about marrying Jack Frost. Suddenly, it was me thinking, "What the Christ, he looks like a total minger." They made him look like a MINGER! DAMN. He kept asking different people throughout the movie to be his "elf." Heh. Oh Jack. Annnnything for y--what the christ, minger.
Then the movie had a second "touching" ending, with the Clauses showing off their baby, "Buddy." Buddy?! Yeah, The Santa Clause 4: Buddy Does Heroin. Buddy Drinks Faygo And Listens To ICP. Ughhhh.
Highlights of the movie:
o Jack Frost causing trouble--because evil guys are hot.
o Jack Frost singing during his little North Pole Broadway show.
o Jack Frost basically creaming his pants while Ann Margret sings the "Jack Frost nipping at your nose" line over and over at him.
The movie? 3/10.
Jack Frost? 10/10
Jack Frost after his meltdown? UGH 0/10
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Paris Hilton
People who trashtalk Paris Hilton suck.
You know, I don't understand the appeal of Tina Fey. She's not funny, she's not witty, she doesn't seem exceptionally intelligent. She is not really that pretty. She seems extremely pretentious. And why? Because she is apparently deemed fappable to nerds across the Internet!
I really like Paris Hilton. I don't know why. I hear people saying stuff about her, and I'm thinking, "Wait, you hate her because she put out a sex tape? That's not nearly as bad as acting like a pretentious fool, such as Tina Fey!"
I don't think that she is particularly unattractive--I actually think she's rather pretty. As for her album, well..I listen to it. A lot. Daily.
My only grievance was that little event where she promoted the "Vote or Die" scene, but wasn't even registered. My anger with that is the fact that she promoted the Democrats. Paris, NO. The whole "Vote or Die" thing is annoying, too. Yeah, because there are only those choices, right?! Damn Diddy or P. Diddy or Puff Daddy or whatever the fuck he's going by.
Right, anyways.
I like Paris Hilton. We all make mistakes. I'm sure that I will have a sex tape accidently get leaked onto the Internet someday, too. It's just the way life is.
I think I should try living like a socialite. A celebutante. Yes. Well, first I'll have to save up a couple million first. Sigh.
You know, I don't understand the appeal of Tina Fey. She's not funny, she's not witty, she doesn't seem exceptionally intelligent. She is not really that pretty. She seems extremely pretentious. And why? Because she is apparently deemed fappable to nerds across the Internet!
I really like Paris Hilton. I don't know why. I hear people saying stuff about her, and I'm thinking, "Wait, you hate her because she put out a sex tape? That's not nearly as bad as acting like a pretentious fool, such as Tina Fey!"
I don't think that she is particularly unattractive--I actually think she's rather pretty. As for her album, well..I listen to it. A lot. Daily.
My only grievance was that little event where she promoted the "Vote or Die" scene, but wasn't even registered. My anger with that is the fact that she promoted the Democrats. Paris, NO. The whole "Vote or Die" thing is annoying, too. Yeah, because there are only those choices, right?! Damn Diddy or P. Diddy or Puff Daddy or whatever the fuck he's going by.
Right, anyways.
I like Paris Hilton. We all make mistakes. I'm sure that I will have a sex tape accidently get leaked onto the Internet someday, too. It's just the way life is.
I think I should try living like a socialite. A celebutante. Yes. Well, first I'll have to save up a couple million first. Sigh.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Zombies
Resident Evil: Apocalypse is one of my favorite movies. I have a girl!crush on both Jill Valentine AND Alice. It's awful.
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor.
I want to learn to fire a gun. Then when the zombies arrive, I'll be kicking ass left and right.
Of course, my gun would be pink.
There are some boys in the movie. Matt from RE1 is gone (well..he's there, but..uh..) and there are some evil CEO types. There are some hot mercenaries.
Nikolai, Carlos, Yuri
Nikolai has this hot Russian accent. So does Yuri, but I don't really get to know him before he uh, gets invited to dinner. If you know what I mean. (No, not that. Geez.)
PLEASE.
I think that I should probably end up with a guy in uniform. Or a guy who has a costume uniform. Or just a guy who knows how to shoot a gun and is willing to protect me from zombies, okay?!
Christmas lights.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Being Single & Me
I am a scrapbooker. Since I am a scrapbooker, I often look at other people's pages. People make pages about themselves and their significant others.
Scrapbooking is for married or taken people. It's like you're supposed to be more creative when you're having regular sex. This is upsetting!
I have been single for a long, long, long, long time. I don't usually care that much, but lately I've felt this..necessity to call someone my boyfriend. Fiance would be even better! Sigh.
I want to buy Christmas presents for a boyfriend. I want to make scrapbook pages about me and a special guy. I want to have a guy that I can snuggle up with.
Now it's depressing to be single. When you're older, it's like you're expected to be in a relationship--especially if you're female. I don't know, this may all be stemming from my traumatic feelings about Rick Santorum's defeat, or Jack Abramoff's prisontime. Ohhhh, Jack Abramoff. Such a dirty name, for a dirty boy.
Mmm, you are dirty. Slam that car door, you manly man.
I think my problem is that my connections are gone. They've all moved out of county to go to college elsewhere. I'm the only one left. It's hard being me!
On the bright side, Saturday is Scrapbook Superstation's Holiday Open House. I can't wait! Refreshments, Make-n-Takes, Discounts, Music, Prizes..it's going to be so good! And there will be no men there, so I won't even have to have it rubbed in my face that I'm desperately single.
I agree.
Scrapbooking is for married or taken people. It's like you're supposed to be more creative when you're having regular sex. This is upsetting!
I have been single for a long, long, long, long time. I don't usually care that much, but lately I've felt this..necessity to call someone my boyfriend. Fiance would be even better! Sigh.
I want to buy Christmas presents for a boyfriend. I want to make scrapbook pages about me and a special guy. I want to have a guy that I can snuggle up with.
Now it's depressing to be single. When you're older, it's like you're expected to be in a relationship--especially if you're female. I don't know, this may all be stemming from my traumatic feelings about Rick Santorum's defeat, or Jack Abramoff's prisontime. Ohhhh, Jack Abramoff. Such a dirty name, for a dirty boy.
Mmm, you are dirty. Slam that car door, you manly man.
I think my problem is that my connections are gone. They've all moved out of county to go to college elsewhere. I'm the only one left. It's hard being me!
On the bright side, Saturday is Scrapbook Superstation's Holiday Open House. I can't wait! Refreshments, Make-n-Takes, Discounts, Music, Prizes..it's going to be so good! And there will be no men there, so I won't even have to have it rubbed in my face that I'm desperately single.
I agree.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
My beloved Jack is locked up!
Jack Abramoff went to prison today. He is going to be there for seventy months. Why? Because he's a damn good Republican in a country that's full of Democrats, that's why! He did nothing wrong, damnit! This isn't a free country if you can't exploit some minorities for your own profit!
Oh god, he's wearing a baseball cap. That's hot.
He's in Maryland. That's the state below mine! If I go down to Maryland, I can pay off the guards and have some "alone time" with him. Wink. Since he'll be there for seventy months, he'll be so desperate, he won't say no!
What was that?
Yep..I'll just wire him and he'll charter a plane for me. I can be his mistress! Ooh la la. I really hope they don't work him hard. They say that he'll be working in food service. Whatever..if he's not corrupting, he's not really working, is he? :( Poor baby!
Just set the date, baby.
Perhaps I will follow in his footsteps and be a corrupt lobbyist. I don't know, though..I have big shoes to fill! I mean, he had a private jet for God's sakes! I don't even know how to drive. Sigh! Jack, teach me your ways! I'm begging you!
Jack, you are the epitome of a perfect male. Corrupt, Republican, a little bit overweight, and you have that baseball cap!
Tonight will be his first night in prison. Oh god, please don't let him get raped by Hillary Rodham Clinton. Please. She'll just walk in and anally rape him. I can't handle this. I have to break him out.
Oh god, he's wearing a baseball cap. That's hot.
He's in Maryland. That's the state below mine! If I go down to Maryland, I can pay off the guards and have some "alone time" with him. Wink. Since he'll be there for seventy months, he'll be so desperate, he won't say no!
What was that?
Yep..I'll just wire him and he'll charter a plane for me. I can be his mistress! Ooh la la. I really hope they don't work him hard. They say that he'll be working in food service. Whatever..if he's not corrupting, he's not really working, is he? :( Poor baby!
Just set the date, baby.
Perhaps I will follow in his footsteps and be a corrupt lobbyist. I don't know, though..I have big shoes to fill! I mean, he had a private jet for God's sakes! I don't even know how to drive. Sigh! Jack, teach me your ways! I'm begging you!
Jack, you are the epitome of a perfect male. Corrupt, Republican, a little bit overweight, and you have that baseball cap!
Tonight will be his first night in prison. Oh god, please don't let him get raped by Hillary Rodham Clinton. Please. She'll just walk in and anally rape him. I can't handle this. I have to break him out.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Hot and Not
Robbie Williams was voted "Sexiest Man Alive" or something to that effect. This was like, two years ago, but people are still gushing about this award. Yes, an award given out by a magazine really matters!
I do not think that he is the sexiest man alive. I do not even find him sexy.
IF YOU SAY SO, BUD.
He looks like the male, human version of my neighbor's little dog. I also say that about Jeff Goldblum. Oh, I'm so sorry, Robbie.
These are the real attractive men:
Prince Harry
+ Went to military school and is now an officer
+ British accent
- Dressed up as a Nazi for a Halloween party like a pompous asshole
Come on, who doesn't want to be a princess?
Colin Firth (as Mr. Darcy in Pride & Prejudice)
+ British accent
+ HOT PERIOD CLOTHING
+ Cold, brooding manner
+ Able to ride a horse very well
Okay, so I like Mr. Darcy more than I like Colin Firth. But the thing is, I like this Mr. Darcy more than I like the new Mr. Darcy:
Though, I will admit..the new Mr. Darcy does look sexy when drenched.
Desmond Harrington
+ Guh. SHifhsofshoirowerowu0429w0r wen0-284y2tw0yt 30453. He was so damn evil in Ghost Ship that it's sexy.
Matt Drudge (left, Sean Hannity on right)
+ AMAZING dresser. Seriously. I can drool over the clothing alone.
+ He claims to be a Liberta, but we know where his true feelings are..(Republican)
+ He is apparently bff with Sean Hannity
+ He has been seen holding an umbrella over Ann Coulter's head..I LOVE MEN WITH MANNERS. LOVE.
Sean Hannity
+ Hilarious
+ Very conservative Republican
+ Wears polos
+ Talks on the radio
+ Oh sweet Christ
If I can't have Sean, I think that he should marry Ann Coulter and have, like, ultra!Republican babies with her. I am convinced that their children would grow up to be really really fantastic and there would possibly be a PRESIDENT. I wish Ann Coulter would run for President.
Rick Santorum (LEFT. Ignore Trent Lott on the right. Sorry, Trent, another day and another time and another place)
+ Hot
+ Hot
+ Hot
+ Grew up in my town
+ Uberconservative
+ Did I mention how hot Rick Santorum is?
Now that Rick is out of office, his job can be: DATING ME.
Who needs an overcoat? I'm burning with love.
Jack Abramoff
I do not need to say anything. His sex appeal rose considerably after his scandal. Scandalous men catch my attention. Jack, if you read this, please call me.
Closer up:
Please, Jack. Please.
I do not think that he is the sexiest man alive. I do not even find him sexy.
IF YOU SAY SO, BUD.
He looks like the male, human version of my neighbor's little dog. I also say that about Jeff Goldblum. Oh, I'm so sorry, Robbie.
These are the real attractive men:
Prince Harry
+ Went to military school and is now an officer
+ British accent
- Dressed up as a Nazi for a Halloween party like a pompous asshole
Come on, who doesn't want to be a princess?
Colin Firth (as Mr. Darcy in Pride & Prejudice)
+ British accent
+ HOT PERIOD CLOTHING
+ Cold, brooding manner
+ Able to ride a horse very well
Okay, so I like Mr. Darcy more than I like Colin Firth. But the thing is, I like this Mr. Darcy more than I like the new Mr. Darcy:
Though, I will admit..the new Mr. Darcy does look sexy when drenched.
Desmond Harrington
+ Guh. SHifhsofshoirowerowu0429w0r wen0-284y2tw0yt 30453. He was so damn evil in Ghost Ship that it's sexy.
Matt Drudge (left, Sean Hannity on right)
+ AMAZING dresser. Seriously. I can drool over the clothing alone.
+ He claims to be a Liberta, but we know where his true feelings are..(Republican)
+ He is apparently bff with Sean Hannity
+ He has been seen holding an umbrella over Ann Coulter's head..I LOVE MEN WITH MANNERS. LOVE.
Sean Hannity
+ Hilarious
+ Very conservative Republican
+ Wears polos
+ Talks on the radio
+ Oh sweet Christ
If I can't have Sean, I think that he should marry Ann Coulter and have, like, ultra!Republican babies with her. I am convinced that their children would grow up to be really really fantastic and there would possibly be a PRESIDENT. I wish Ann Coulter would run for President.
Rick Santorum (LEFT. Ignore Trent Lott on the right. Sorry, Trent, another day and another time and another place)
+ Hot
+ Hot
+ Hot
+ Grew up in my town
+ Uberconservative
+ Did I mention how hot Rick Santorum is?
Now that Rick is out of office, his job can be: DATING ME.
Who needs an overcoat? I'm burning with love.
Jack Abramoff
I do not need to say anything. His sex appeal rose considerably after his scandal. Scandalous men catch my attention. Jack, if you read this, please call me.
Closer up:
Please, Jack. Please.
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