From Yale Daily news:
If you haven't noticed, there's a whole lot going down on the international scene -- I'm talking Chloe Sevigny on Vincent Gallo in "The Brown Bunny" levels. (Or perhaps you prefer "Monica Lewinsky on Bill Clinton.")
Many of us don't understand the implications of a Hamas victory in Palestine, yet we understand the consequences of Marissa Cooper answering her sister's cell phone when Johnny the Surfer calls it on "The O.C."
But maybe if we pretend the characters in "The O.C" are actually countries, then we'll understand what's going on in the world.
Welcome to the I.R., bitch. This is how it's done in International Relations:
The part of Ryan Atwood would be America. The USA is new to the scene, really a touching rags-to-riches story. He's the main character, so the decisions he makes are central to the show. He quickly became a source of power, making him a polarizing figure with the other characters. He may be rich now, but he hasn't lost his street cred -- don't piss off America, because he'll fight you quicker than a drunk, hair-gelled Q-packer at Toad's to prove it. He has a history with France, Iraq and Israel, but we'll meet them later. First we have to meet his mentor, Sandy, a.k.a Great Britain.
Great Britain is wise, he has been around the block. Consequently, he decided to take USA under his wing, even though most of the other parents hate America. Sometimes USA drags him into trouble, but only because Britain is loyal like a dog. He's not like the other parents who think pontification solves everything; he leads by doing. Britain enjoys English ale, but sometimes he'll get a taste of an Irish car bomb.
Seth Cohen is Israel, the Jewish son of Great Britain. America is his best friend and bodyguard, which gets America into lots of trouble because Israel isn't very popular at school. Sometimes America thinks if he were to drop Israel as a friend, many of America's I.R. problems would be gone.
The object of America's affection, Iraq, is Marissa Cooper. For a while, Iraq was stable, at least on the surface. But once she was penetrated by America, everything exploded. Now Iraq is a complete whack job, making everyone and everything around her unstable. She feels that her mom, France, didn't do enough to protect her. The only person who has been by her side this whole time is America, although he is fed up with her antics.
To make matters worse for Iraq, her little sister, Kaitlin Cooper a.k.a. Iran, is just plain awful. There's no other way to put it. It wasn't always this way -- she was tight with America and had a nice sibling rivalry going with Iraq. Then puberty turned her into a raging bitch … no, a bastard. If there were ever a girl that could be called a bastard, it is Iran. Immediately after puberty, she went to war with Iraq and began hating Israel and America because she knows if they aren't around she will wield much more power. Iran is doing everything she can to mess with Iraq, America, Britain, and Israel right now -- because she is socially backwards. Iran should think twice before she continues down this path, though, because in due time she will provoke the wrath of America.
Russia (Johnny the Surfer) felt he could give Iraq things that America couldn't. Unfortunately, he is a lame-ass. The guy brings nothing to the table, so in the battle for Iraq, he lost to America. In fact, he's basically America's bitch. He recently stirred things up by getting fresh with Iraq's sister, completely oblivious that Iran is just using him as a pawn in her devious scheme to rule The I.R.
Summer Roberts is Italy. Italy is the beauty who is always there to help out America and Iraq. On the surface, Italy is very different from Israel -- they have two completely different backgrounds and religions -- but they do have some similarities deep down, which is why they make a good couple.
Kiesten Cohen would be Spain. Spain was very close to Britain, America and Israel, but she went through a rough time -- after getting bombed, she withdrew and quit trying to help America's relationship with Iraq. Spain has been relatively quiet in recent episodes.
Julie Cooper (or France) used to have it all; the Queen of the Parents. Now she lives in a trailer, loathed by all. One thing she hasn't lost, though, is her arrogance. France hates America because he screwed up Iraq. She will do anything to regain her clout, which includes getting closer with people like Iran and Russia. She has also used Spain's recent vulnerability to get closer to her.
Taylor Townsend is Saudi Arabia. America and the gang are sort of forced to be friends with Saudi Arabia, but they haven't forgotten how she backstabbed them. She is probably bipolar -- she'll blow you or blow you away, depending on which Saudi Arabia decides to show up.
Last, but least, we have Canada, originally known as Chilly. Canada is one of the least important characters on the show. His main role is to be the dork everyone laughs at.
I hope this rundown of international relations will help to dispel the "ignorant American" stereotype. (I knew my poli sci major would come in handy some day.)
And if you're wondering where my vast "O.C." knowledge comes from, well, my girlfriend gave me a refresher course. Seriously, I don't Tivo every episode. I don't wish Sandy Cohen was my dad. I don't drink every time someone on the show says "Newport" or every time Seth makes a pop culture reference.
I swear.
uh NO but you have a drink every time the following occurs:
"Julie Cooper Nichol"
"Shmear"
Ryan punches someone
"Newpsies"
Friday, February 10, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
There must be an angel, with a smile on her face...when she thought up that I should be with you
I'm tired
So I'll post the crap from today tomorrow...I swear if I could have ANY job (okay other than professional TV watcher...or napper) it would be someone who studies the psychology b/w men and women...I'm beyond fascinated with the male and female minds and how they attempt to co-exist on this planet...
Just a note that this was a crazy week...super good times mixed with some sad news (the peak of it tonight when I got to my email)...heck, I saw a dead cat that I guess had just been hit driving home tonight...and yet, a split second before I saw it, I was smiling and singing Maroon 5 at the top of my lungs.
Anyway so I just wanted to post the song of the day, still in Countdown to Vday...
The song of the day is Waiting For A Girl Like You by Foreigner...yeah I dig Footloose. Suck it.
You're so good, when we make love it's understood
It's more than a touch or a word can say
Only in dreams could it be this way
When you love someone, yeah, really love someone
Now I know it's right, from the moment I wake up till deep in the night
There's nowhere on earth that I'd rather be than holding you tenderly
It's so cheesy it's fabulous. Just effing fabulous.
So I'll post the crap from today tomorrow...I swear if I could have ANY job (okay other than professional TV watcher...or napper) it would be someone who studies the psychology b/w men and women...I'm beyond fascinated with the male and female minds and how they attempt to co-exist on this planet...
Just a note that this was a crazy week...super good times mixed with some sad news (the peak of it tonight when I got to my email)...heck, I saw a dead cat that I guess had just been hit driving home tonight...and yet, a split second before I saw it, I was smiling and singing Maroon 5 at the top of my lungs.
Anyway so I just wanted to post the song of the day, still in Countdown to Vday...
The song of the day is Waiting For A Girl Like You by Foreigner...yeah I dig Footloose. Suck it.
You're so good, when we make love it's understood
It's more than a touch or a word can say
Only in dreams could it be this way
When you love someone, yeah, really love someone
Now I know it's right, from the moment I wake up till deep in the night
There's nowhere on earth that I'd rather be than holding you tenderly
It's so cheesy it's fabulous. Just effing fabulous.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
**yawn**
The sleep situation is NOT good. The cats have officially taken over. First it was the little things...now it's like the doomsday scenes from Terminator...it's them vs. us at this point. And they're winning. Big time.
So I'm pretty much a zombie, and then I come home and nap like crazy, which usually gives me enough energy to survive the gym. But these new birth control pills, plus the cat situation...i've been eating and sleeping and that's IT. Bad bad.
Speaking of the gym....
Anyone who knows me knows that i do NOT go to the gym after work. It's an effing cattle drive...all of us bobbing up and down in unison...I hate that. Plus it's super hot and you're lucky if you can get any piece of equipment. I also don't like people on the machines on either side of me...I take my space bubble very seriously when it comes to working out.
So I tend to go after 10pm...it's alot more quiet (although there's still a ton of people there...I go to the 24HF in Ladera Ranch, it's brand new so it's still spiffy) and you get alot less of the "I'm going to talk on my cell phone or talk for hours with my friends while we stand around" types.
Now let me say...I have respect for ANYONE who goes to the gym. Especially people who clearly are not buff...because that's even harder than someone who's already fit and needs to maintain.
There's this one chick...who with clothes on, probably looks hot. But she always wears leggings and bra tops...which even then I wouldn't be catty about if she didn't pull that "I think I'm hot and I think my body is hot" thing. I can't STAND it when chicks with long hair leave their hair down. It's nasty. And in her case, she's got that dyed-hair that looks more orange than anything else with 3 inches of roots. And she's got great arms because her boyfriend makes her lift weights...but her stomach is flabby (so's mine, but you don't see me flaunting myself in itty bitty outfits!). She irks me.
There was one dude two nights ago who actually asked me if it was okay if he turned the tv channel. That was pretty nice...considering I won't even ask (hey, there's news on every channel at 10pm...i'm doing everyone a favor by putting one of the TVs to SATC or South Park).
Then there's the pull up bar....mmmgugngng. Where I do my elliptical, the big weight cable machine thingy is a few rows ahead but in full line of sight. And the pull up bar thing faces the mirror, which means that when guys are using it their backs are to me.
Usually when guys use that thing, they either have tshirts with the arms cut off or their sleeves get bunched up anyway. There is nothing
nothing
NOTHING
nothing
Hotter than when a dude is using that device. (Totally forgot the name...you know, where you reach above you with your arms outstretched, grab the bar, and hoist yourself up...i'll never in my life be able to do even ONE...my body weight vs. my arms...so not pretty). I'm SUCH a sucker for a guy's neck, shoulders, and arms...i swear sometimes watching the guys on that thing is the only thing that gets me through my workout.
I know.
I'm a perverted old lady.
My coworker seemed in such shock that Valentine's Day is a big countdown. I mean, for Christmas it's a big deal....people decorate a month in advance. For Hallowe'en you're already chowing down on candylong before the 31st of October. So it seems fit that people should be in an extra lovey-dovey sappy mood for 14 days of the year. Even if you're not in a relationship. Suck it.
The song of the day, still in countdown mode to Vday is Lady in Red by Chris de Burgh....that's big time old...
I’ve never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight
I’ve never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I’ve never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away
And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling
Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight
So I'm pretty much a zombie, and then I come home and nap like crazy, which usually gives me enough energy to survive the gym. But these new birth control pills, plus the cat situation...i've been eating and sleeping and that's IT. Bad bad.
Speaking of the gym....
Anyone who knows me knows that i do NOT go to the gym after work. It's an effing cattle drive...all of us bobbing up and down in unison...I hate that. Plus it's super hot and you're lucky if you can get any piece of equipment. I also don't like people on the machines on either side of me...I take my space bubble very seriously when it comes to working out.
So I tend to go after 10pm...it's alot more quiet (although there's still a ton of people there...I go to the 24HF in Ladera Ranch, it's brand new so it's still spiffy) and you get alot less of the "I'm going to talk on my cell phone or talk for hours with my friends while we stand around" types.
Now let me say...I have respect for ANYONE who goes to the gym. Especially people who clearly are not buff...because that's even harder than someone who's already fit and needs to maintain.
There's this one chick...who with clothes on, probably looks hot. But she always wears leggings and bra tops...which even then I wouldn't be catty about if she didn't pull that "I think I'm hot and I think my body is hot" thing. I can't STAND it when chicks with long hair leave their hair down. It's nasty. And in her case, she's got that dyed-hair that looks more orange than anything else with 3 inches of roots. And she's got great arms because her boyfriend makes her lift weights...but her stomach is flabby (so's mine, but you don't see me flaunting myself in itty bitty outfits!). She irks me.
There was one dude two nights ago who actually asked me if it was okay if he turned the tv channel. That was pretty nice...considering I won't even ask (hey, there's news on every channel at 10pm...i'm doing everyone a favor by putting one of the TVs to SATC or South Park).
Then there's the pull up bar....mmmgugngng. Where I do my elliptical, the big weight cable machine thingy is a few rows ahead but in full line of sight. And the pull up bar thing faces the mirror, which means that when guys are using it their backs are to me.
Usually when guys use that thing, they either have tshirts with the arms cut off or their sleeves get bunched up anyway. There is nothing
nothing
NOTHING
nothing
Hotter than when a dude is using that device. (Totally forgot the name...you know, where you reach above you with your arms outstretched, grab the bar, and hoist yourself up...i'll never in my life be able to do even ONE...my body weight vs. my arms...so not pretty). I'm SUCH a sucker for a guy's neck, shoulders, and arms...i swear sometimes watching the guys on that thing is the only thing that gets me through my workout.
I know.
I'm a perverted old lady.
My coworker seemed in such shock that Valentine's Day is a big countdown. I mean, for Christmas it's a big deal....people decorate a month in advance. For Hallowe'en you're already chowing down on candylong before the 31st of October. So it seems fit that people should be in an extra lovey-dovey sappy mood for 14 days of the year. Even if you're not in a relationship. Suck it.
The song of the day, still in countdown mode to Vday is Lady in Red by Chris de Burgh....that's big time old...
I’ve never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight
I’ve never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I’ve never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away
And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling
Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Blogback mountain
Maybe he's just not that into Blog
I swear something inside of me is going to break if I laugh any harder: Fly Swatter and Meat!
In the car I usually listen to either KFI AM640 (talk radio) or 97.1 (the one howard stern used to be on)...on KFI they were talking about vag1nal surgery....you know, where they reconstruct it to look all pretty and all that.
Well living in Orange County, of course i get a TON of flyers and coupons for plastic surgery, including "gynecological restructuring" so to speak...the novelty has worn off, but it's still funny to hear people talk about it.
This one chick who was interviewed said There's no excuse for having a loose vag1na in 2006.
And then another chick said that she didn't care if she was ugly, just as long as it was attractive "down there". Uh lemme tell you something...if you're ugly, no guy's gonna wanna see what you have down there. Trust me. Put your plastic surgery money to good use.
Apparently what people do is bring in photos of porn stars and request to look like them, and plastic surgeons keep them taped up as reference when they perform the surgeries.
My thing is....
Either way...
It's not ATTRACTIVE down there.
I can tell you what attractive boobs, face, whatever look like. But down THERE....hopefully not so many people will be LOOKING down there for their opinions to even matter. HOw do you even compliment that? "My, what a pretty labia you have"...
shudder
That's SO bizarre to me. Don't get me wrong, it's one thing when you're damaged after childbirth. It's another when you just want to look like some porn chick or you think parts are too big (because "petite" is in apparently).
On another note, Breakfast at Tiffany's is out on DVD today (the special edition)....going to Best Buy at lunch today. Heidi Ho....
No song of the day 'cause all of the ones I had listed for Valentine's Day countdown don't seem to be good enough. We're 7 days away folks...
In the car I usually listen to either KFI AM640 (talk radio) or 97.1 (the one howard stern used to be on)...on KFI they were talking about vag1nal surgery....you know, where they reconstruct it to look all pretty and all that.
Well living in Orange County, of course i get a TON of flyers and coupons for plastic surgery, including "gynecological restructuring" so to speak...the novelty has worn off, but it's still funny to hear people talk about it.
This one chick who was interviewed said There's no excuse for having a loose vag1na in 2006.
And then another chick said that she didn't care if she was ugly, just as long as it was attractive "down there". Uh lemme tell you something...if you're ugly, no guy's gonna wanna see what you have down there. Trust me. Put your plastic surgery money to good use.
Apparently what people do is bring in photos of porn stars and request to look like them, and plastic surgeons keep them taped up as reference when they perform the surgeries.
My thing is....
Either way...
It's not ATTRACTIVE down there.
I can tell you what attractive boobs, face, whatever look like. But down THERE....hopefully not so many people will be LOOKING down there for their opinions to even matter. HOw do you even compliment that? "My, what a pretty labia you have"...
shudder
That's SO bizarre to me. Don't get me wrong, it's one thing when you're damaged after childbirth. It's another when you just want to look like some porn chick or you think parts are too big (because "petite" is in apparently).
On another note, Breakfast at Tiffany's is out on DVD today (the special edition)....going to Best Buy at lunch today. Heidi Ho....
No song of the day 'cause all of the ones I had listed for Valentine's Day countdown don't seem to be good enough. We're 7 days away folks...
Monday, February 06, 2006
Quick blog in the back of a car
It' 10:15, gotta get my lazy ass to the gym, I just wanted to post in order to keep up with my Countdown to Valentine's Day song of the day...
The song of the day is I'll Make Love To You by Boys II Men
Girl relax, let's go slow
I ain't got nowhere to go
I'm just gonna concentrate on you
Girl are you ready, it's gonna be a long night
Ohhhh yeahhhh that's what I'm talkin' about...
The song of the day is I'll Make Love To You by Boys II Men
Girl relax, let's go slow
I ain't got nowhere to go
I'm just gonna concentrate on you
Girl are you ready, it's gonna be a long night
Ohhhh yeahhhh that's what I'm talkin' about...
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Jane you ignorant slut
So I've been pretty crabby this weekend...to say that I've been in a bad, BAD, bad mood would be putting it mildly.
To top it off, Kraig and I watched Swordfish yesterday on DVD...OMG i knew there was a reason I didn't want to watch it 5 years ago.
Seriously...will people STOP making movies where the numbers make little "ding dingly dingggg" noises when they come on the screen? To top it off, Hugh Jackman wears EARPHONES while programming...but he keeps the volume on so we can hear the computer making "digngngngngnglllyy" noises when it compiles?! WHO DOES THAT?! NO ONE! In fact, if you're not listening to music, odds are, you've got your sound turned off.
AND...to top it off...he was all impressed...by...flatscreen monitors that were positioned at non-ergonomic levels?! WTF is that about? And what programming language translates your code to little cubes when it's compiled correctly?! AND....okay granted I don't know anything about making a worm but my guess is that you're not going to have "Infection Status..." flashing on your screen.
FINALLY...can we please stop having in movies where people hack into government networks and when it doesn't work, BIG RED FLASHING TEXT appears on the screen saying "ACCESS DENIED"...and then when you hack in (apparently EVERYONE can get into the DND network) it says in big green letters ACCESS GRANTED. SOrry, big green letters with a "beep! Beep!" sound to match as it flashes. I mean, what do I know...maybe the American Government really does have their networks do that. But...for the sake of reality (i.e. 99% of us will never attempt to hack into that network)...can you just make it look like a normal logon screen?!
Anyway, that's besides the point.
All i CAN say is that this is the only thing that cheered me up today:
(stigmata...i'm cryyyyying laughing...although i realize that posting that will either end up as a broken link or at least, eff up my template format 'cause it's too wide and i don't want to shrink it down)
Going to watch some OC today...that should lift my spirits. In fact, I just need a blowup doll of Seth in my house...THAT would keep me cheered up.
The song of the day, with the countdown to Vday approaching, is LOVE IS by Vanessa Williams & Brian McKnight
Love breaks your heart
Love takes no less than everything
Love makes it hard
And it fades away
So easily
Yeah, an oldie but a goodie with that one.
To top it off, Kraig and I watched Swordfish yesterday on DVD...OMG i knew there was a reason I didn't want to watch it 5 years ago.
Seriously...will people STOP making movies where the numbers make little "ding dingly dingggg" noises when they come on the screen? To top it off, Hugh Jackman wears EARPHONES while programming...but he keeps the volume on so we can hear the computer making "digngngngngnglllyy" noises when it compiles?! WHO DOES THAT?! NO ONE! In fact, if you're not listening to music, odds are, you've got your sound turned off.
AND...to top it off...he was all impressed...by...flatscreen monitors that were positioned at non-ergonomic levels?! WTF is that about? And what programming language translates your code to little cubes when it's compiled correctly?! AND....okay granted I don't know anything about making a worm but my guess is that you're not going to have "Infection Status..." flashing on your screen.
FINALLY...can we please stop having in movies where people hack into government networks and when it doesn't work, BIG RED FLASHING TEXT appears on the screen saying "ACCESS DENIED"...and then when you hack in (apparently EVERYONE can get into the DND network) it says in big green letters ACCESS GRANTED. SOrry, big green letters with a "beep! Beep!" sound to match as it flashes. I mean, what do I know...maybe the American Government really does have their networks do that. But...for the sake of reality (i.e. 99% of us will never attempt to hack into that network)...can you just make it look like a normal logon screen?!
Anyway, that's besides the point.
All i CAN say is that this is the only thing that cheered me up today:
(stigmata...i'm cryyyyying laughing...although i realize that posting that will either end up as a broken link or at least, eff up my template format 'cause it's too wide and i don't want to shrink it down)
Going to watch some OC today...that should lift my spirits. In fact, I just need a blowup doll of Seth in my house...THAT would keep me cheered up.
The song of the day, with the countdown to Vday approaching, is LOVE IS by Vanessa Williams & Brian McKnight
Love breaks your heart
Love takes no less than everything
Love makes it hard
And it fades away
So easily
Yeah, an oldie but a goodie with that one.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Blog love
So today I took over for Carrie as Dog Walker Extraordinaire.
I've never walked a dog before in my life. I mean, I've gone with friends who have walked their dogs...but today...it was Sabina vs. Dog.
Or more specifically,
Sabina vs. Daisy
I'd tell you the breed of dog...but all I can say is the breed was small, white, fluffy, with a brown nose. For an older dog, she's quite spry...she was running pretty fast. I don't know what's with this rich couple having such a ghetto dog leash...I had to keep the button pressed the entire time in order to keep the leash at a certain length.
Speaking of rich...OH MY GOD. These homes in Laguna Niguel are just amazing. Granted elsewhere people would look and say "Uh...they have no front yard"...which is true, rich people's homes in Orange County consist of a huge driveway, a huge walkway, and nothing more. I was in hysterics when this ugly over-tanned-burnt guy opened his garage door to expose his corvette and ferrari. You know what's even more sad? Those aren't even THAT high end of cars, but elsewhere they would be.
Anyway, back to Daisy. So we're walking along, and I'm thinking "yeah I can do this, dogs are cute. Maybe one day we'll get one".
Uh...no.
First off, their peeing situation isn't cool. She'd run up to someone's yard and start peeing. And you can't STOP a dog mid-pee. And the pooping? Nasty ass stuff. Worse too is that she would go do that where clearly other dogs like to do that too...and then she would step in other dogs' old poop...and the cord would wrap around her and the old poop...
Being extremely hungover, it's amazing I didn't projectile vomit.
Anyway, my point is that today was my first day EVER of walking a dog by myself. Go me. Maybe tomorrow I'll take on solid food.
The song of the day (still in honor of Valentine's Day coming up) is This I Swear by Nick Lachey...I know he's separated and all that from his wife, but it's a BEAUTIFUL song. My plan is to dance to it with kraig on our X year wedding vow renewal.
I'm wondering how I ever got by
Without you in my life to guide me
Where ever I go the one thing that's true
Is everything I do I do for you
I may not say it half as much as I should
When I say I love you darling that means for good
So open up your heart and let me in
And I will love you 'til forever
Until death do us part we'll be together
Dang...sometimes, love is just plain awesome.
I've never walked a dog before in my life. I mean, I've gone with friends who have walked their dogs...but today...it was Sabina vs. Dog.
Or more specifically,
Sabina vs. Daisy
I'd tell you the breed of dog...but all I can say is the breed was small, white, fluffy, with a brown nose. For an older dog, she's quite spry...she was running pretty fast. I don't know what's with this rich couple having such a ghetto dog leash...I had to keep the button pressed the entire time in order to keep the leash at a certain length.
Speaking of rich...OH MY GOD. These homes in Laguna Niguel are just amazing. Granted elsewhere people would look and say "Uh...they have no front yard"...which is true, rich people's homes in Orange County consist of a huge driveway, a huge walkway, and nothing more. I was in hysterics when this ugly over-tanned-burnt guy opened his garage door to expose his corvette and ferrari. You know what's even more sad? Those aren't even THAT high end of cars, but elsewhere they would be.
Anyway, back to Daisy. So we're walking along, and I'm thinking "yeah I can do this, dogs are cute. Maybe one day we'll get one".
Uh...no.
First off, their peeing situation isn't cool. She'd run up to someone's yard and start peeing. And you can't STOP a dog mid-pee. And the pooping? Nasty ass stuff. Worse too is that she would go do that where clearly other dogs like to do that too...and then she would step in other dogs' old poop...and the cord would wrap around her and the old poop...
Being extremely hungover, it's amazing I didn't projectile vomit.
Anyway, my point is that today was my first day EVER of walking a dog by myself. Go me. Maybe tomorrow I'll take on solid food.
The song of the day (still in honor of Valentine's Day coming up) is This I Swear by Nick Lachey...I know he's separated and all that from his wife, but it's a BEAUTIFUL song. My plan is to dance to it with kraig on our X year wedding vow renewal.
I'm wondering how I ever got by
Without you in my life to guide me
Where ever I go the one thing that's true
Is everything I do I do for you
I may not say it half as much as I should
When I say I love you darling that means for good
So open up your heart and let me in
And I will love you 'til forever
Until death do us part we'll be together
Dang...sometimes, love is just plain awesome.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
He blogs me, he blogs me not
Twelve days till Valentine's Day!
Not much to say today, the only point of writing is to get my countdown to Valentine's Day song down for the record...
In celebrity news:
1. Madonna. Gorillaz. I can't WAIT for the Grammys.
2. "Nick Lachey releasing first single"
Nick Lachey is set to release the first song from his new album on Friday February 3 on AOL First Listen. The song's title is "What's Left of Me" and was written by Nick, Jess Crates, Lindy Robbins (both co-wrote Incomplete by the Backstreet Boys) and Emanuel Kiriakou (worked with the BSB, Nick and Jessica, Joe McIntyre and numerous other names, movies and so forth). Nick will then be in NYC on February 6th and will be debuting the song on Z100 with Chubby and will follow that up on February 7th with Ryan Seacrest in LA.
C'mon folks...we gotta SUPPORT the guy. He's hot. And nice. And actually likes to fix things himself. AND he got Jessica a new closet as a gift.
3. Heather Locklear. OH. MY. GAWD. I can't believe it.
I don't have time to write all the stuff I wanna say about the gym dudes, so that'll be this weekend.
Going with our theme of great love songs...the song of the day is You're The Inspiration by Chicago
You know
our love was meant to be
the kind of love that lasts forever.
And I want you here with me from tonight
until the end of time.
Not much to say today, the only point of writing is to get my countdown to Valentine's Day song down for the record...
In celebrity news:
1. Madonna. Gorillaz. I can't WAIT for the Grammys.
2. "Nick Lachey releasing first single"
Nick Lachey is set to release the first song from his new album on Friday February 3 on AOL First Listen. The song's title is "What's Left of Me" and was written by Nick, Jess Crates, Lindy Robbins (both co-wrote Incomplete by the Backstreet Boys) and Emanuel Kiriakou (worked with the BSB, Nick and Jessica, Joe McIntyre and numerous other names, movies and so forth). Nick will then be in NYC on February 6th and will be debuting the song on Z100 with Chubby and will follow that up on February 7th with Ryan Seacrest in LA.
C'mon folks...we gotta SUPPORT the guy. He's hot. And nice. And actually likes to fix things himself. AND he got Jessica a new closet as a gift.
3. Heather Locklear. OH. MY. GAWD. I can't believe it.
I don't have time to write all the stuff I wanna say about the gym dudes, so that'll be this weekend.
Going with our theme of great love songs...the song of the day is You're The Inspiration by Chicago
You know
our love was meant to be
the kind of love that lasts forever.
And I want you here with me from tonight
until the end of time.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Male Compliments
Here's the List of Sabina's Interpretations On Male Compliments:
Pretty: this is a compliment, with a "but". As in...you're attractive....but...you're not drop dead gorgeous or anything else that's up there in the scale. It's a great compliment...but...doesn't really make a girl's heart flutter with glee.
Example: Mandy Moore.
Cute: I get this one alot. That's not a good thing. Cute translates to "you're aesthetically pleasing but not in an a I Want To Bone You kind of way, but rather, in a My Friend's Kid Sister kind of way". So you're a notch above neutral which is itself a notch above ugly. Cute is non-threatening, but...sometimes, you want to be attractive in a threatening-I-Can-Break-Your-Heart kind of way.
Example: Alyson Hannigan
Beautiful: this is an old-skool compliment. Guys are quick to use other compliments, but "beautiful" never seems to get used. This is the equivalent of Grace Kelly...very old fashioned and classic beauty who seems flawless. This is the compliment you can get from both your boyfriend AND your boyfriend's father (without it being creepy).
Example: Charlize Theron, Catherine Zeta Jones.
Gorgeous: this is like the modern version of Beautiful. It's not a classic beauty, and it's almost like she's NOT flawless...but her un-flawless features combine to make something ridiculously attractive. This is NOT a compliment you should get from your boyfriend's father...it's got an air of sexuality about it that's just a wee inappropriate for older men to comment on.
Example: Jessica Alba
Hot: This is pure sex appeal, mixed with a bit of Gorgeous. Not only are you not kicking this girl out of your bed, you're making sure she gets in there in the first place. The only problem with this compliment is that there seems to be a correlation between "hot" and "slightly nutty". Gorgeous girls don't vandalize their ex boyfriends cars. HOT ones do.
Example: Eva Longoria, Carmen Electra
F*cking hot: the motherload of compliments. Well okay any compliment with "f*cking" in front of it is generally good, when used in serious moderation (otherwise it's just...classless). This goes above thinking the woman is attractive, you want to have her in your bed, this also goes down to "here's my dog collar, 'cause i can't stop panting when i'm around you"...when you're F*cking Hot, you can get a guy to paint your walls and change your oil...while you're out of town. However the nuttiness factor is extremely high with girls of this caliber. She's also capable of eating you for breakfast after she's ripped your heart to shreds (after you've painted those walls of course).
Example: Krista Allen, Angelina Jolie
Pretty: this is a compliment, with a "but". As in...you're attractive....but...you're not drop dead gorgeous or anything else that's up there in the scale. It's a great compliment...but...doesn't really make a girl's heart flutter with glee.
Example: Mandy Moore.
Cute: I get this one alot. That's not a good thing. Cute translates to "you're aesthetically pleasing but not in an a I Want To Bone You kind of way, but rather, in a My Friend's Kid Sister kind of way". So you're a notch above neutral which is itself a notch above ugly. Cute is non-threatening, but...sometimes, you want to be attractive in a threatening-I-Can-Break-Your-Heart kind of way.
Example: Alyson Hannigan
Beautiful: this is an old-skool compliment. Guys are quick to use other compliments, but "beautiful" never seems to get used. This is the equivalent of Grace Kelly...very old fashioned and classic beauty who seems flawless. This is the compliment you can get from both your boyfriend AND your boyfriend's father (without it being creepy).
Example: Charlize Theron, Catherine Zeta Jones.
Gorgeous: this is like the modern version of Beautiful. It's not a classic beauty, and it's almost like she's NOT flawless...but her un-flawless features combine to make something ridiculously attractive. This is NOT a compliment you should get from your boyfriend's father...it's got an air of sexuality about it that's just a wee inappropriate for older men to comment on.
Example: Jessica Alba
Hot: This is pure sex appeal, mixed with a bit of Gorgeous. Not only are you not kicking this girl out of your bed, you're making sure she gets in there in the first place. The only problem with this compliment is that there seems to be a correlation between "hot" and "slightly nutty". Gorgeous girls don't vandalize their ex boyfriends cars. HOT ones do.
Example: Eva Longoria, Carmen Electra
F*cking hot: the motherload of compliments. Well okay any compliment with "f*cking" in front of it is generally good, when used in serious moderation (otherwise it's just...classless). This goes above thinking the woman is attractive, you want to have her in your bed, this also goes down to "here's my dog collar, 'cause i can't stop panting when i'm around you"...when you're F*cking Hot, you can get a guy to paint your walls and change your oil...while you're out of town. However the nuttiness factor is extremely high with girls of this caliber. She's also capable of eating you for breakfast after she's ripped your heart to shreds (after you've painted those walls of course).
Example: Krista Allen, Angelina Jolie
Countdown to Valentine's Day!!!
Seriously.
I dig Valentine's Day.
From an email from Evan:
I was kinda pi$$ed last night, I started watching this TV show called Love Monkey with Tom Cavanagh in it and it’s awesome but they had that stupid State of the Union address on instead. What’s that all about? Like the US is oblivious to Canada’s issues, we’re completely oblivious to your’s too. Well, I guess I can’t say completely, but pretty close :)
I’m writing this while on the phone on hold with Symantec and if I have to listen to one more version of that PM Dawn song “Faith In You” I’m going to snap and loose it!!!
(the second part was just funny)
Don't say "your" when it comes to the US, this is NOT my country. I like the US, don't get me wrong, but I was just as upset over the State of the Union thing too. It cut into my Entertainment Tonight time. AND...I really did try watching it. Really. But Bush was yakking on about "we're making sure the people are secure and blah blah" and I'm like "wow, I could BS this speech too. Basically you're talking alot but nothing is said. "
Why do people watch that? Can't I just a recap later? Can't i read it online and skip through the crap? (Okay, assuming there's things other than crap and BS). DO I REALLY NEED TO SEE IT LIVE?!! Can't I just have the option to download it later? So can you please give me back my Entertainment Tonight?
I rely on TV to make me dumber each night. I feel like watching Bush speak is like trying to make me smarter by giving me the teachings of an elementary school dropout. If i'm gonna get dumber, i'm gonna do it on blatantly stupid time. Which happens to start at 7pm each night.
Since Lost is a rerun tonight, here's a happy reminder:
''She's kind of cute, right? You know, in an I've-been-terrorized-by-the-Others-for-40-days kind of way.''
So countdown to valentine's day and 14 days of love songs...
The song of the day is You're Beautiful by James Blunt
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
I
LOVE
THAT
SONG
Even though it's kind of slow I played it over and over at the gym last night.
Coming up in upcoming blogs...in honor of Vday:
1. Compliments given to women and how we interpret them (okay...more importantly...how I interpret them)
2. The dudes at the gym. Someone's gotta give some credit to those guys. I'll take one for the team.
I dig Valentine's Day.
From an email from Evan:
I was kinda pi$$ed last night, I started watching this TV show called Love Monkey with Tom Cavanagh in it and it’s awesome but they had that stupid State of the Union address on instead. What’s that all about? Like the US is oblivious to Canada’s issues, we’re completely oblivious to your’s too. Well, I guess I can’t say completely, but pretty close :)
I’m writing this while on the phone on hold with Symantec and if I have to listen to one more version of that PM Dawn song “Faith In You” I’m going to snap and loose it!!!
(the second part was just funny)
Don't say "your" when it comes to the US, this is NOT my country. I like the US, don't get me wrong, but I was just as upset over the State of the Union thing too. It cut into my Entertainment Tonight time. AND...I really did try watching it. Really. But Bush was yakking on about "we're making sure the people are secure and blah blah" and I'm like "wow, I could BS this speech too. Basically you're talking alot but nothing is said. "
Why do people watch that? Can't I just a recap later? Can't i read it online and skip through the crap? (Okay, assuming there's things other than crap and BS). DO I REALLY NEED TO SEE IT LIVE?!! Can't I just have the option to download it later? So can you please give me back my Entertainment Tonight?
I rely on TV to make me dumber each night. I feel like watching Bush speak is like trying to make me smarter by giving me the teachings of an elementary school dropout. If i'm gonna get dumber, i'm gonna do it on blatantly stupid time. Which happens to start at 7pm each night.
Since Lost is a rerun tonight, here's a happy reminder:
''She's kind of cute, right? You know, in an I've-been-terrorized-by-the-Others-for-40-days kind of way.''
So countdown to valentine's day and 14 days of love songs...
The song of the day is You're Beautiful by James Blunt
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
I
LOVE
THAT
SONG
Even though it's kind of slow I played it over and over at the gym last night.
Coming up in upcoming blogs...in honor of Vday:
1. Compliments given to women and how we interpret them (okay...more importantly...how I interpret them)
2. The dudes at the gym. Someone's gotta give some credit to those guys. I'll take one for the team.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Eff Why Eye
Dave Chappelle will finally explain why he walked away from a $50 million TV deal — to Oprah, of course.
The stand-up comic who made headlines last year when he suddenly and mysteriously quit his Comedy Central show in the middle of filming its third season is expected to explain what happened this Friday in a pre-taped interview with Oprah Winfrey.
Coincidentally, Chappelle once starred in a famous comedy sketch in which he fathered Oprah's baby and quit his job, assuming he'd be set for life.
While it's not his first interview since ending "Chappelle's Show" — Time magazine tracked him down in South Africa last year — it will be the first time Chappelle has appeared on TV to talk about what happened.
At the time, Chappelle denied reports that he had suffered some sort of mental breakdown or drug addiction and said he had gone to Africa simply to purify himself and to do some soul searching.
Chappelle has also said he was unhappy with the direction of his show. — Don Kaplan
Gotta DVR that Oprah episode...
On another note, Sarah Silverman is getting her own tv show on Comedy Central...I like the girl (sorry folks, i don't think she's hot but she's cute...), she's funny and alot like the girlfriend we all wished we had.
The stand-up comic who made headlines last year when he suddenly and mysteriously quit his Comedy Central show in the middle of filming its third season is expected to explain what happened this Friday in a pre-taped interview with Oprah Winfrey.
Coincidentally, Chappelle once starred in a famous comedy sketch in which he fathered Oprah's baby and quit his job, assuming he'd be set for life.
While it's not his first interview since ending "Chappelle's Show" — Time magazine tracked him down in South Africa last year — it will be the first time Chappelle has appeared on TV to talk about what happened.
At the time, Chappelle denied reports that he had suffered some sort of mental breakdown or drug addiction and said he had gone to Africa simply to purify himself and to do some soul searching.
Chappelle has also said he was unhappy with the direction of his show. — Don Kaplan
Gotta DVR that Oprah episode...
On another note, Sarah Silverman is getting her own tv show on Comedy Central...I like the girl (sorry folks, i don't think she's hot but she's cute...), she's funny and alot like the girlfriend we all wished we had.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Vanity Smurf
I swear, I would die without TV. When people say they "don't have time" for TV...well you know what mother effer? Get a DVR. You're missing out on some serious pop culture. Don't act like you're too smart to watch TV...each day is pure sensory overload....there's nothing like sitting down in front of the TV and turning my brain to standby mode while I let someone else do the talking and thinking for me.
On that note, Dr. 90210 tonight was fabulous. I love Dr. Rey. He's creepy, sure, but I dig that he's a workaholic with a bit of a perverted side. Anyway he did some pro-bono work in Mexico and you gotta love a man who cries at the plight of those less fortunate. When he was talking to his daughter about the poor girl with jacked up fingers (or lack of them, really) and how they were going to get her Christmas gifts...I was screaming at the TV "I want to send her Christmas gifts too! And i HATE Christmas! "....
Although they contrasted that story with Dr. Matlock, who clearly has SERIOUS Look at me, I've made it in this life, and nothing screams success like Versace repeated over and over as well as the cost of my eighty eight dollar underwear
(A man who wears briefs?Eww)
Now that being said, as shallow as the dude was...I kind of felt bad 'cause they made it look like he was pure slime while ohhh look at all the poor people in Mexico who just want their children to be healthy blah blah.
I don't expect fabulously rich people to give half their money to poor people. (Quite honestly, I wish they'd give their money to ME...but well that's a pipe dream). I DO think that they should contribute their energy though, like Dr. Rey did....I believe their education better serves those less fortunate than tossing a couple of bucks. And who knows if maybe Dr. Matlock does indeed donate a ton of his money and/or time? But they made him look way shallow...shallow people can help people...even if their intentions are for taxable-donation purposes...all I'm saying is that we can't knock the dude 'cause he's rich, wears ugly underwear, and likes the good life. Why can't you have all that AND help others? Shame on you Dr. 90210...shame on you.
On to other topics...
For those afraid of coyotes when walking their dog:
Do coyotes present any danger people?
Coyotes rarely attack humans. Bites from snakes, rodents, and domestic doges are a far greater possibility than coyote bites, according to public health authorities. Coyotes that are fed become accustomed to people and present a human safety risk. People should never intentionally feed or attempt to tame coyotes. It is in the best interest of both coyotes and humans if coyotes retain their instinctive fear of people. The following important points can help minimize potential conflicts with coyotes:
Never approach or touch a coyote
Never intentionally feed a coyote
Eliminate all outside food sources, especially pet foods
Put garbage out the morning of pickup day
Clear out wood and brush piles; they are good habitat for rats and mice and may attract coyotes
Good husbandry practices, guard animals, and coyote control measures can help to protect livestock
Do no allow pets t roam free when coyotes are present
Consider keeping pets indoors or accompany them outside
Good husbandry practices? Well you learn a new word each day (yes I'm an idiot...i assumed husbandry meant "behaviors which constitute good husband conduct"):
hus·band·ry ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hzbn-dr)
n.
The act or practice of cultivating crops and breeding and raising livestock; agriculture.
The application of scientific principles to agriculture, especially to animal breeding.
Careful management or conservation of resources; economy.
AND FINALLY....
On some more love and Valentine's Day thoughts...
Caught the last clip of InStyle Weddings...the one crappy part about being married is that I no longer have any reasons to buy InSTyle weddings (which I bought long before I even met Kraig). What is it with weddings that make people cry? I never cried at JACK in public before...and now, even celebrity weddings (i.e. temporary) make me bawl at the tv.
and the last babbling of the night...
My car is too ghetto for words.
So the visor has been broken forever, and the only thing that kept it held up was this broken purple clip...I could have just ripped the whole visor off (since I can't pull it down and make it functional anyway) but that was just TOO aesthetically displeasing...but then this weekend Kraig accidentally pulled it down, which made the whole thing worse...
So i had to step up the do-it-yourself-factor and remove the funky broken purple clip...it got replaced with two binder clips. Livin' large people! Binder clips! I'm scoping out ebay for a replacement visor but um yeah a grey, driver's side visor for a 99 Nissan Sentra isn't exactly something you see every day.
Final thoughts
After some discussion tonight...
Yeah, life could be worse. I realize that. People have cancer and what not. I KNOW. Heck, my life has been a billion times worse than it is now. I KNOW. But I'm the female, human version of Eeyore and it's just a little too easy to wallow in self misery over my own hangnails.
Especially when you live in Orange County...and I know some people can relate to things like say when you get prequalified for a home loan and when you go house hunting, you pretty much have to tell everyone "yes. I'm poor. Not by any other standard. But in Orange County, I'm poor. I know. I should be shot for my insolence. How dare I even think to ask for a driveway when I prequality for nothing more than a cardboard box. Yes, I will make the world a better place by throwing myself at the human-eating coyotes".
All I can say is that everyone searches for something...I crave stability like Nicole Richie craves a doughnut...living in California, it seems like my head is barely above the water at all times. So really, I'm not trying to be petty...we all have different things we need in life (love, happines, whatever)...I need stability like a mofo.
/random thoughts
On that note, Dr. 90210 tonight was fabulous. I love Dr. Rey. He's creepy, sure, but I dig that he's a workaholic with a bit of a perverted side. Anyway he did some pro-bono work in Mexico and you gotta love a man who cries at the plight of those less fortunate. When he was talking to his daughter about the poor girl with jacked up fingers (or lack of them, really) and how they were going to get her Christmas gifts...I was screaming at the TV "I want to send her Christmas gifts too! And i HATE Christmas! "....
Although they contrasted that story with Dr. Matlock, who clearly has SERIOUS Look at me, I've made it in this life, and nothing screams success like Versace repeated over and over as well as the cost of my eighty eight dollar underwear
(A man who wears briefs?Eww)
Now that being said, as shallow as the dude was...I kind of felt bad 'cause they made it look like he was pure slime while ohhh look at all the poor people in Mexico who just want their children to be healthy blah blah.
I don't expect fabulously rich people to give half their money to poor people. (Quite honestly, I wish they'd give their money to ME...but well that's a pipe dream). I DO think that they should contribute their energy though, like Dr. Rey did....I believe their education better serves those less fortunate than tossing a couple of bucks. And who knows if maybe Dr. Matlock does indeed donate a ton of his money and/or time? But they made him look way shallow...shallow people can help people...even if their intentions are for taxable-donation purposes...all I'm saying is that we can't knock the dude 'cause he's rich, wears ugly underwear, and likes the good life. Why can't you have all that AND help others? Shame on you Dr. 90210...shame on you.
On to other topics...
For those afraid of coyotes when walking their dog:
Do coyotes present any danger people?
Coyotes rarely attack humans. Bites from snakes, rodents, and domestic doges are a far greater possibility than coyote bites, according to public health authorities. Coyotes that are fed become accustomed to people and present a human safety risk. People should never intentionally feed or attempt to tame coyotes. It is in the best interest of both coyotes and humans if coyotes retain their instinctive fear of people. The following important points can help minimize potential conflicts with coyotes:
Never approach or touch a coyote
Never intentionally feed a coyote
Eliminate all outside food sources, especially pet foods
Put garbage out the morning of pickup day
Clear out wood and brush piles; they are good habitat for rats and mice and may attract coyotes
Good husbandry practices, guard animals, and coyote control measures can help to protect livestock
Do no allow pets t roam free when coyotes are present
Consider keeping pets indoors or accompany them outside
Good husbandry practices? Well you learn a new word each day (yes I'm an idiot...i assumed husbandry meant "behaviors which constitute good husband conduct"):
hus·band·ry ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hzbn-dr)
n.
The act or practice of cultivating crops and breeding and raising livestock; agriculture.
The application of scientific principles to agriculture, especially to animal breeding.
Careful management or conservation of resources; economy.
AND FINALLY....
On some more love and Valentine's Day thoughts...
Caught the last clip of InStyle Weddings...the one crappy part about being married is that I no longer have any reasons to buy InSTyle weddings (which I bought long before I even met Kraig). What is it with weddings that make people cry? I never cried at JACK in public before...and now, even celebrity weddings (i.e. temporary) make me bawl at the tv.
and the last babbling of the night...
My car is too ghetto for words.
So the visor has been broken forever, and the only thing that kept it held up was this broken purple clip...I could have just ripped the whole visor off (since I can't pull it down and make it functional anyway) but that was just TOO aesthetically displeasing...but then this weekend Kraig accidentally pulled it down, which made the whole thing worse...
So i had to step up the do-it-yourself-factor and remove the funky broken purple clip...it got replaced with two binder clips. Livin' large people! Binder clips! I'm scoping out ebay for a replacement visor but um yeah a grey, driver's side visor for a 99 Nissan Sentra isn't exactly something you see every day.
Final thoughts
After some discussion tonight...
Yeah, life could be worse. I realize that. People have cancer and what not. I KNOW. Heck, my life has been a billion times worse than it is now. I KNOW. But I'm the female, human version of Eeyore and it's just a little too easy to wallow in self misery over my own hangnails.
Especially when you live in Orange County...and I know some people can relate to things like say when you get prequalified for a home loan and when you go house hunting, you pretty much have to tell everyone "yes. I'm poor. Not by any other standard. But in Orange County, I'm poor. I know. I should be shot for my insolence. How dare I even think to ask for a driveway when I prequality for nothing more than a cardboard box. Yes, I will make the world a better place by throwing myself at the human-eating coyotes".
All I can say is that everyone searches for something...I crave stability like Nicole Richie craves a doughnut...living in California, it seems like my head is barely above the water at all times. So really, I'm not trying to be petty...we all have different things we need in life (love, happines, whatever)...I need stability like a mofo.
/random thoughts
Blog In Love
Valentine's Day.
I
love
Valentine's
Day.
It's second only to Hallowe'en. I support the holidays that center around sugary delight.
And it's not because I'm in a relationship. My best Valentine's day EVER was when my friend Christine knew that it was my first Valentine's Day single so she brought me a carnation to school. It was the most thoughtful gift.
General thoughts on love...
1. Your heart IS capable of falling in love. Again. And Again. And Again. Each time is different. And what is love to you at that point in time is pure sincere love.
How I felt for my first boyfriend in highschool is nothing for how I feel for my husband (even though I was with the boyfriend longer than when I with Kraig when i married him)...but at the time, for my 15 year old mentality...that to me was love.
And maybe how I'll feel about love when I'm 50 is different than how I feel about it today.
2. Falling in love is the most nauseating thing ever. You realize that someone has this pull on your heart...you can't just give them up...you get all giggly and silly and crap...but then when something goes wrong, your heart falls to the pit of your stomach...it's awful. Falling in love is truly awful.
3. Having someone fall OUT of love with you is gut wrenchingly brutal. I mean, obviously it's brutal, but not too many people have been in love but have had the object of their affections fall out of love with them (usually it generally happens at the same time). It rips you to pieces inside, like someone is killing you slowly.
4. BEING in love...and the realization that someone is in love with you too...is the most fabulous wonderful feeling on earth. Okay not the MOST fabulous, but it's up there.
started this a few days ago, continuing now...
5. It's amazing how "history" is often translated to love. You could be with someone for 10 years...you could be with soemone else for 1 year...and for some reason, the feelings you have for the 1 year person are harder to justify than the person of 10 years even if you never ever felt that same passion or emotion.
One guy I dated for 4 years...it was just ASSUMED we'd stay together and get married and all that. I mean, we had no REASON to not be together...we loved each other, but he flat out told me when we started dating that if we didn't end up together for the long haul he was going to be pissed for having wasted all his time. Well...I guess I wasted his time 'cause I didn't love him enough to stay in Ottawa after I got a job offer in Cali....
6. I have a 3 month rule when it comes to love. In my mind, you just can't be in love within the first 3 months. You can be obsessed, infatuated, have passion...but you can't be in love. The first 3 months EVERYTHING is fabulous and great...but after 3 months you start to show your true self to each other, and if you STILL like the person after that...then it might be love.
I'm even willing to say this knowing the first week I met Kraig that I was going to marry him.
But...
This rule kind of goes out the window if you already knew the person previous to dating. My 3 month rule applies to when you meet and almost instantly become bf/gf.
7. In my opinion, it would be rough being the first one to say "I love you". I've never, ever had to do that...(I'm pretty sure Kraig said it drunk a week later at Tony's bbq....)...isn't it just soooo much easier when the other person says it first so that there's zero fear of rejection?
8. I know, I know, I know...Valentine's Day is really a holiday to cater to women. It's sexist. It's horrible. I know. But you don't need to go as all out as you think. Heck, you can skip the flowers even...get a single rose if you want (we're not retarded, we know the markup around Vday is astronimical...we'd rather you save the cash and surprise us on some other random day)...just a heart shaped box of chocolates, a sweet card (extra bonus points if you made it yourself a la Nick Lachey)...make us dinner (i.e. get takeout if you have to, put them in nice serving plates to make it LOOK like you cooked)...we are such suckers for anything that makes it look like you put in efforts.
Extra points if you put rose petals on the bed with pretty candles (unless it's the chick's bed...not all women are okay with roses staining their sheets.)...don't forget the music!
Point is: no need to go out for a crazy hard-to-get reservation dinner, no need to blow $100 on $9.99 roses, no need to go all out crazy...but anything cheesy will go a long, long, LONG way.
9. The majority of us (99.999999999999999999999%) will never be a part of that disgustingly cute adorable "perfect" couple that makes everyone sick. Especially after marriage. To answer someone's question...YES, it is perfectly normal to want to rip your mate's head off. Great love isn't just where you sometimes fight...yeah, sometimes you're going to wish you had a sledgehammer in one hand, a garbage bag in the other.
10. Mmm. chocolates. Heart shaped boxed chocolates. With hazelnuts. Mmmgughgngngngng.
11. From what I've heard of with all the online dating things out there (which i am SOO pro....if that was prevalent last time I was single, I would have been all OVER that stuff!!), it seems like eHarmony.com has the most credibility. It seems like Match.com is the most "iffy"...although granted, more people use Match so you're going to get a higher concentration of psychos out there too.
12. My GENERALIZED (note the word generalized!) definition of love is whether you'd be willing to give a kidney to that person.
Now Nicole D did raise an interesting point that really that's more a sign of commitment vs. love...because if you have alove of say 3 months that you'll never see again, that's different.
I mulled it over...
And i stand by my statement. For the following reasons:
a) a kidney is the one organ you've got that you can't regenerate (as opposed to bone marrow) and you can give one away without dying (unlike a heart) BUT it is still a major major sacrifice and you ARE taking a massive risk. (My boss only has one kidney...trust me, you need both. One isn't there for backup).
b) It's irrelevant whether I'll ever see them again. I love my girlfriends...if Nicole D was moving to Utah, with no form of communication, but needed a kidney...I'd give her one. Regardless if i ever saw her again. 'Cause i figure, when you love someone (friends, boyfriend, whoever), you truly care about their welfare, regardless of where you'll fit in down the road.
c) I'm not saying this is the all-encompassing definition...it's just a good rule of thumb when in doubt I figure. There's not too many people I'd give a kidney to. Heck, after I have kids, my list will narrow down even more ('cause my other kidney is reserved for kids first over anyone).
d) i still reserve the right to nag forever about how the kidney recipient treats my kidney. I"m not saying love is giving it away blindly. I OWN that mother effing kidney forever. You drink too many shots and i'll punch you in the face. ANd maybe take my kidney back. I love you enough to take that risk...you can love me enough to put down the beer.
13. There are no kisses better than kisses from your cat. I don't care if he's Ryan Reynolds. Tom Welling. Insert your own hot celebrity. The kisses and love from a cat is always ALWAYS the best.
14. As much as movies will tell us otherwise, no one's gonna save your ass. Maybe this is more anti-love, but I figure it's just more realistic. I grew up a HUGE Disney fan...fairytale fan...nothing's hotter than a knight on a spiffy horse. No one is going to save you from yourself. They might help you, inspire you, but in the end, YOU gotta save yourself.
Not to say that chivalry is dead...when it comes to drunken bar fights, yeah I still think dudes will step in for a lady (moreso I think to demonstrate the size of their balls than to be chivalrous).
I'm just saying...love isn't about someone saving you...although I have to admit, deep down, I probably still believe that it is.
15. Funny how the things that weren't romantic at one time become the most heart warming stories later. When Kraig proposed, the whole story made for more wallowing than anything else (I was positive he was dumping me), and I felt stupid at the time telling people about the proposal. NOW...I"m so glad it happened the way it did, because if he had done the typical "Stroll along in the park got on one knee flashed a ring", I don't think my heart would race as much as when I think of the actual story. It was perfect, even if I didn't realize it at the time.
16. What happens to two people who love each other but for some reason but even after a long while haven't said to each other? (Yeah some of you know who i'm talking about). This isn't so much a thought as much as a question...it's a balance in the force. If boy loves girl...and girl loves boy....what happens when it remains unspoken? Is that like the elephant in the room no one wants to mention? But a GOOD elephant? Isn't there some cosmic force out of whack when two people who love each other don't ACKNOWLEDGE it to each other?!
17. Although, sometimes, it just isn't good to let that stuff be known...ladies, NEVER tell a guy "I love you" within the first week. More importantly, the first NIGHT. If you ever say it to a guy and he instantly has a look of Deer in Headlights...say "ha ha, JUST KIDDING...I'm not some psycho stalker, don't worry".
18. Yes, it is possible to love two people at once. Three people...you might not be discriminatory enough with your emotions. But two...it happens. It sucks, but it happens. (Well if you're one of the two that the other person loves anyway). All that crap you see on soap operas where someone can't choose between two? It goes back to how your heart is capable of loving more than one person in your lifetime...you just love each one differently.
19. One of my favorite passages about love and time:
What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
Gets me choked up every time.
So for February i'm going to countdown 14 Love Songs Till Valentine's Day.
Until then...
The song of the day is Shake That by Eminem...seriously SUCH a great song. BLows my mind. My mind...is blown.
Now shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Yep. Pure poetry.
I
love
Valentine's
Day.
It's second only to Hallowe'en. I support the holidays that center around sugary delight.
And it's not because I'm in a relationship. My best Valentine's day EVER was when my friend Christine knew that it was my first Valentine's Day single so she brought me a carnation to school. It was the most thoughtful gift.
General thoughts on love...
1. Your heart IS capable of falling in love. Again. And Again. And Again. Each time is different. And what is love to you at that point in time is pure sincere love.
How I felt for my first boyfriend in highschool is nothing for how I feel for my husband (even though I was with the boyfriend longer than when I with Kraig when i married him)...but at the time, for my 15 year old mentality...that to me was love.
And maybe how I'll feel about love when I'm 50 is different than how I feel about it today.
2. Falling in love is the most nauseating thing ever. You realize that someone has this pull on your heart...you can't just give them up...you get all giggly and silly and crap...but then when something goes wrong, your heart falls to the pit of your stomach...it's awful. Falling in love is truly awful.
3. Having someone fall OUT of love with you is gut wrenchingly brutal. I mean, obviously it's brutal, but not too many people have been in love but have had the object of their affections fall out of love with them (usually it generally happens at the same time). It rips you to pieces inside, like someone is killing you slowly.
4. BEING in love...and the realization that someone is in love with you too...is the most fabulous wonderful feeling on earth. Okay not the MOST fabulous, but it's up there.
started this a few days ago, continuing now...
5. It's amazing how "history" is often translated to love. You could be with someone for 10 years...you could be with soemone else for 1 year...and for some reason, the feelings you have for the 1 year person are harder to justify than the person of 10 years even if you never ever felt that same passion or emotion.
One guy I dated for 4 years...it was just ASSUMED we'd stay together and get married and all that. I mean, we had no REASON to not be together...we loved each other, but he flat out told me when we started dating that if we didn't end up together for the long haul he was going to be pissed for having wasted all his time. Well...I guess I wasted his time 'cause I didn't love him enough to stay in Ottawa after I got a job offer in Cali....
6. I have a 3 month rule when it comes to love. In my mind, you just can't be in love within the first 3 months. You can be obsessed, infatuated, have passion...but you can't be in love. The first 3 months EVERYTHING is fabulous and great...but after 3 months you start to show your true self to each other, and if you STILL like the person after that...then it might be love.
I'm even willing to say this knowing the first week I met Kraig that I was going to marry him.
But...
This rule kind of goes out the window if you already knew the person previous to dating. My 3 month rule applies to when you meet and almost instantly become bf/gf.
7. In my opinion, it would be rough being the first one to say "I love you". I've never, ever had to do that...(I'm pretty sure Kraig said it drunk a week later at Tony's bbq....)...isn't it just soooo much easier when the other person says it first so that there's zero fear of rejection?
8. I know, I know, I know...Valentine's Day is really a holiday to cater to women. It's sexist. It's horrible. I know. But you don't need to go as all out as you think. Heck, you can skip the flowers even...get a single rose if you want (we're not retarded, we know the markup around Vday is astronimical...we'd rather you save the cash and surprise us on some other random day)...just a heart shaped box of chocolates, a sweet card (extra bonus points if you made it yourself a la Nick Lachey)...make us dinner (i.e. get takeout if you have to, put them in nice serving plates to make it LOOK like you cooked)...we are such suckers for anything that makes it look like you put in efforts.
Extra points if you put rose petals on the bed with pretty candles (unless it's the chick's bed...not all women are okay with roses staining their sheets.)...don't forget the music!
Point is: no need to go out for a crazy hard-to-get reservation dinner, no need to blow $100 on $9.99 roses, no need to go all out crazy...but anything cheesy will go a long, long, LONG way.
9. The majority of us (99.999999999999999999999%) will never be a part of that disgustingly cute adorable "perfect" couple that makes everyone sick. Especially after marriage. To answer someone's question...YES, it is perfectly normal to want to rip your mate's head off. Great love isn't just where you sometimes fight...yeah, sometimes you're going to wish you had a sledgehammer in one hand, a garbage bag in the other.
10. Mmm. chocolates. Heart shaped boxed chocolates. With hazelnuts. Mmmgughgngngngng.
11. From what I've heard of with all the online dating things out there (which i am SOO pro....if that was prevalent last time I was single, I would have been all OVER that stuff!!), it seems like eHarmony.com has the most credibility. It seems like Match.com is the most "iffy"...although granted, more people use Match so you're going to get a higher concentration of psychos out there too.
12. My GENERALIZED (note the word generalized!) definition of love is whether you'd be willing to give a kidney to that person.
Now Nicole D did raise an interesting point that really that's more a sign of commitment vs. love...because if you have alove of say 3 months that you'll never see again, that's different.
I mulled it over...
And i stand by my statement. For the following reasons:
a) a kidney is the one organ you've got that you can't regenerate (as opposed to bone marrow) and you can give one away without dying (unlike a heart) BUT it is still a major major sacrifice and you ARE taking a massive risk. (My boss only has one kidney...trust me, you need both. One isn't there for backup).
b) It's irrelevant whether I'll ever see them again. I love my girlfriends...if Nicole D was moving to Utah, with no form of communication, but needed a kidney...I'd give her one. Regardless if i ever saw her again. 'Cause i figure, when you love someone (friends, boyfriend, whoever), you truly care about their welfare, regardless of where you'll fit in down the road.
c) I'm not saying this is the all-encompassing definition...it's just a good rule of thumb when in doubt I figure. There's not too many people I'd give a kidney to. Heck, after I have kids, my list will narrow down even more ('cause my other kidney is reserved for kids first over anyone).
d) i still reserve the right to nag forever about how the kidney recipient treats my kidney. I"m not saying love is giving it away blindly. I OWN that mother effing kidney forever. You drink too many shots and i'll punch you in the face. ANd maybe take my kidney back. I love you enough to take that risk...you can love me enough to put down the beer.
13. There are no kisses better than kisses from your cat. I don't care if he's Ryan Reynolds. Tom Welling. Insert your own hot celebrity. The kisses and love from a cat is always ALWAYS the best.
14. As much as movies will tell us otherwise, no one's gonna save your ass. Maybe this is more anti-love, but I figure it's just more realistic. I grew up a HUGE Disney fan...fairytale fan...nothing's hotter than a knight on a spiffy horse. No one is going to save you from yourself. They might help you, inspire you, but in the end, YOU gotta save yourself.
Not to say that chivalry is dead...when it comes to drunken bar fights, yeah I still think dudes will step in for a lady (moreso I think to demonstrate the size of their balls than to be chivalrous).
I'm just saying...love isn't about someone saving you...although I have to admit, deep down, I probably still believe that it is.
15. Funny how the things that weren't romantic at one time become the most heart warming stories later. When Kraig proposed, the whole story made for more wallowing than anything else (I was positive he was dumping me), and I felt stupid at the time telling people about the proposal. NOW...I"m so glad it happened the way it did, because if he had done the typical "Stroll along in the park got on one knee flashed a ring", I don't think my heart would race as much as when I think of the actual story. It was perfect, even if I didn't realize it at the time.
16. What happens to two people who love each other but for some reason but even after a long while haven't said to each other? (Yeah some of you know who i'm talking about). This isn't so much a thought as much as a question...it's a balance in the force. If boy loves girl...and girl loves boy....what happens when it remains unspoken? Is that like the elephant in the room no one wants to mention? But a GOOD elephant? Isn't there some cosmic force out of whack when two people who love each other don't ACKNOWLEDGE it to each other?!
17. Although, sometimes, it just isn't good to let that stuff be known...ladies, NEVER tell a guy "I love you" within the first week. More importantly, the first NIGHT. If you ever say it to a guy and he instantly has a look of Deer in Headlights...say "ha ha, JUST KIDDING...I'm not some psycho stalker, don't worry".
18. Yes, it is possible to love two people at once. Three people...you might not be discriminatory enough with your emotions. But two...it happens. It sucks, but it happens. (Well if you're one of the two that the other person loves anyway). All that crap you see on soap operas where someone can't choose between two? It goes back to how your heart is capable of loving more than one person in your lifetime...you just love each one differently.
19. One of my favorite passages about love and time:
What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
Gets me choked up every time.
So for February i'm going to countdown 14 Love Songs Till Valentine's Day.
Until then...
The song of the day is Shake That by Eminem...seriously SUCH a great song. BLows my mind. My mind...is blown.
Now shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Yep. Pure poetry.
From ew.com:
Would the trouble-mongerer from season 1 really be conducting fake college interviews with his friends or acting like Seth's foray into the herb was a doomed deal? I figured the homeboy from Chino would have smelled that stash right away and asked for a bong hit.
That's exactly what I've been saying all along!
And when the commercial says everything that's been leading up this season will be taken care of in (insert booming voiceover) THE LAST FIVE MINUTE...YOU WON'T BE DISAPPOINTED...
I'll be disappointed if Johnny doesn't fall off that effing cliff. We'll all be. The only other way I won't be disappointed is if Taylor sneaks into Seth's room and shows him a rockin' good time (hey, I love Summer...but Taylor is REALLY growing on me).
Johnny is just way to mopey and skinny...like the poor man's Oliver. Poor meaning he goes to public school in Newport Beach.
That's exactly what I've been saying all along!
And when the commercial says everything that's been leading up this season will be taken care of in (insert booming voiceover) THE LAST FIVE MINUTE...YOU WON'T BE DISAPPOINTED...
I'll be disappointed if Johnny doesn't fall off that effing cliff. We'll all be. The only other way I won't be disappointed is if Taylor sneaks into Seth's room and shows him a rockin' good time (hey, I love Summer...but Taylor is REALLY growing on me).
Johnny is just way to mopey and skinny...like the poor man's Oliver. Poor meaning he goes to public school in Newport Beach.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Vday: Romantic Toast
Still in honor of countdown to Vday....
I agree with Lisa Gastineau....
The most fantastic toast you can make to your woman:
"To ((so and soo))...the most beautiful woman I've ever met"
Pure fantabulism (i.e. fantabulous in noun format)....
I agree with Lisa Gastineau....
The most fantastic toast you can make to your woman:
"To ((so and soo))...the most beautiful woman I've ever met"
Pure fantabulism (i.e. fantabulous in noun format)....
Thursday, January 26, 2006
You wouldn't believe the losers they're trying to pass off as men here
OMG this is officially the funniest ((bleep)) I've seen in a long, looong time. THIS is a serious time killer, but it's so fantastic it's blowing my mind.
Mind is blown. Still being blown. The blowing is out of control.
Alien Loves Predator...the episode where Alien wants to "hit it" with Predator's girl...
I'm CRYING at the part where he says "Binary?"
Mind is blown. Still being blown. The blowing is out of control.
Alien Loves Predator...the episode where Alien wants to "hit it" with Predator's girl...
I'm CRYING at the part where he says "Binary?"
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Quick love thought
Okay before people think i'm some whore, this is my "note to self...make a blog entry about LOVE"...
...in the spirit of upcoming Valentine's Day and all.
I figure, I'm married now...I can talk of whore-ish subjects and it's all good...'cause it's not like I'm going OUT and doing this crap with random folks. It's observations from the sidelines if you will...
(I'd write the LOVE post now but it's midnight and I gotta hose off from the gym and get some sleeeeeeeeeeeep)
...in the spirit of upcoming Valentine's Day and all.
I figure, I'm married now...I can talk of whore-ish subjects and it's all good...'cause it's not like I'm going OUT and doing this crap with random folks. It's observations from the sidelines if you will...
(I'd write the LOVE post now but it's midnight and I gotta hose off from the gym and get some sleeeeeeeeeeeep)
Holy mother of pearl....
Can mother nature PLEASE
please
please
Cut us women a break?
I'm SOOO good about my skin. I slather everything and anything on. I have a HUGE hat that i wear to the beach. I try to keep my neck high to avoid excessive neck wrinkling when i'm old. I have little gloves that i put on at nighta fter I put on moisturizer...
I even use Mederma (that stuff ain't cheap!) the minute i have a scar...
I frickin' have stretch marks on my back.
MY BACK.
Who the hell gets them there?! I'm not a bodybuilder...although I did once have a fantastically buff back once upon a time...
I thought they were creases from my jeans or shirt...ohhh no...stretch marks.
I have stretch marks already on my frickin' ASS (I know, how attractive, i'm a sexy bitch!) and ONE that i've had on my stomach since i was in high school...but my BACK?!
Well there goes my career goal of being a bikini model....
please
please
Cut us women a break?
I'm SOOO good about my skin. I slather everything and anything on. I have a HUGE hat that i wear to the beach. I try to keep my neck high to avoid excessive neck wrinkling when i'm old. I have little gloves that i put on at nighta fter I put on moisturizer...
I even use Mederma (that stuff ain't cheap!) the minute i have a scar...
I frickin' have stretch marks on my back.
MY BACK.
Who the hell gets them there?! I'm not a bodybuilder...although I did once have a fantastically buff back once upon a time...
I thought they were creases from my jeans or shirt...ohhh no...stretch marks.
I have stretch marks already on my frickin' ASS (I know, how attractive, i'm a sexy bitch!) and ONE that i've had on my stomach since i was in high school...but my BACK?!
Well there goes my career goal of being a bikini model....
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
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