Example A:

FireBadMattGood: Would you rather have sex with Jessica Alba 4 times or have Jessica Biel hand feed you Doritos whenever you want for the rest of your life?
manakatie: If you chose Jessica Biel, you'd be #settlingfordoritos hahahahaha

Example B:

me:...a guy in a banana suit just walked by. Really.
me: <- is never eating again.
manakatie: Did you eat the banana?

Weekend Highlights:

• True North. Weird and out-of-place feeling bar in North Park. Delicious and weird gin/juice/tea drink named Cherry Bitch.

• Amazing stories from Stephanie including "THERESAMARINEINMYBED" and, paraphrased, "OMGWTFDIDYOUJUSTSPEWOONTOMYLEG?!"

• First time at Ranchos. Atmosphere: 5 stars. Food: NOWHERE NEAR as good as El Zarape.

• Reuniting with the Winchesters for several hours.

• A lovely wedding with a memorable centerpiece theft tale that should never be told because it wouldn't be funny unless you were there, also overheard a little girl shouting "I LOVE BALLS. BALLS ARE AWESOME."

• Chocolate.

• Attempted game of "catch up" with Heroes, still have like 6 more to go.

• A dream that Birdie was my camera, and I kept him in my purse, and pushed down on his head to focus.

Here is what I started writing on March 23rd and never finished. It is no longer news, except I still like the "your mom" part, so I figure it's worth immortalizing via blog.

( Read it. )

I just heard that Andy Hallett died of congestive heart failure. He was only 33. I never knew how young he was. I never even knew what his real face looked like. The news made me cry and wish I was with Beth.

See ya, Lorne :(

...but say hi to Doyle for us :)

Gawd.

First of all, I'm fucking old.

Second of all, my 10 year high school reunion is next year.

I'm not going.

I'm not!

I've talked to Becca about this on several occasions. I say, I hate so many of these people, I see them around on MySpace and Facebook and a handful of them - rather, THE handful of them - have NOT changed. They look the same, they still hang out together, and frankly, I don't want to know how successful they've been financially or how jerk-faced they still are. I don't want to know who is dead, and I don't want to know who has turned their life around. But Becca says what about the people you DON'T hate? Wouldn't it be great to be with them all in the same place?

Sure, it might be fun.

But then again, with genuinely mean people around, it's sort of hard o enjoy yourself.

Jenn and I talked about high school a couple months ago. And first of all, can I clarify something? I had an AWESOME time in high school. I had awesome friends who I still have now. I wouldn't change much if I did it all again.

BUT!

Back to talking to Jenn. SO we pulled out the yearbooks, and we were just looking at pictures...and then the memories started coming back. We'd see someone's mug and be like, "OH GOD, I HATED her" or "Holy shit, I forgot she existed, that fucking BITCH!!" And it soon became apparent that we really hated a lot of people that went to our school. I can't speak for everyone, but I never had any horrible personal run-ins with our "in" crowd. But I saw the way people talked down to the "geeks" and weird kids...I know, it's high school, every neighborhood has them. Yeah, sure. But fuck them!! What the fuck! I fucking love geeks, you assholes!

Okay, tangent, sorry.

The point is, these kids were spoon fed everything, they did a lot of drugs, had a lot of money and totally had an elitist complex. In lots of cases, I think these types of people definitely grow up after high school. But in our case - from what I've seen on this here interwebs and just running into these guys downtown and in PB (I will NEVER, EVER set FOOT in PB Bar & Grill), it is sooooooo blatantly obvious that THEY ARE THE SAME. And that's sad. And it's also sad that I have thought about it this much, it's sad that I can't just let it go, and it's sad that another reason I don't want to go to the reunion is because I would have to see two people who I blocked on facebook who I dislike for other reasons ;P.

Anyway, a friend from High School invited me to join the reunion group on Facebook. It's up to like 90 something people now. There were 500 of us. I looked at the list. There's a good number of people who I forgot about and was like, "Oh yeah! I wonder what she's been up to!" but for the most part, (and I laugh as I say this) I fucking hate those kids!! It's totally funny. And sad, like I said. So I didn't join the group. I'd rather stay out of it.

I don't need to experience "Ari, Jenn & Becca's High School Reunion" Romy & Michele style.

That's what the High School Stereotype parties are for.

why cant i fucking find any fucking girl scouts selling their fucking cookies.

Dear Friends,

I moved. I have no time to unpack. I have to clean the old house this Saturday. I also have to work this weekend. And I am going back to Houston next Thursday. I'll be back Friday. And if I can't finish unpacking next weekend, I will be fucking sad. But holy shit. The new house is fan.fucking.tastic.

PLease forgive me for not talking to you. I love you. I'm just busy.

Love,
ME!

That's right, Motley Crue bassist Nikki Sixx insults female fan in San Diego.

And Katie says, "I was pretty sure this was going to be about Ari."

You can laugh, or you can watch starting at 1:30 and see that it was NOT ME. I would never throw a bottle at a rock star. Especially not at a washed up has-been ;P



Read more here.

Um. I'm kind of embarrassed. We went to dinner - a group of 8, don't remember all the faces - but definitely Jenn and Bonnie. We took a bus...in the river that runs parallel to 52. And ate on East San Diego Island. Which is north of Tierrasanta. And Bonnie brought Sam and Dean Winchester. And they were talking about 24. And I wanted to say I was too busy watching every episode of Supernatural* and I do not watch 24. But then I was like, is that rude? To acknowledge that someone is on a TV show? When no one else had brought it up? And maybe they didn't want anyone to know? And I decided yes, I best not bring it up.

*This is the show that Becca refuses to watch because she knows that the creators intended for you to want to jump Sam & Dean's nuts, but she does not find them attractive. But really, if even Chris wants to spoon them**, the show must be good.

**Sorry, I kind of made that part up.

PS. The music on the show is freaking great.

We did not send out any Christmas cards.

I did not work on my book at all.

I did not finish Mark's website or start on Krystle's.

I did not make a gift certificate to notify my mother she now has $100 to spend on her hair.

I did not buy my dad's Christmas present.

I did not see my dad's side of the family at all.

Oh wait, I did not see my mom's family at all.

I knitted 5 scarves - but all before Christmas.

I did not clean the kitchen floor after the NYE party.

I did not sell my old car.

I did not take my new car in for preventative maintenance.

I did not play Little Big Planet!!

So, what did I do?

I played Twilight Princess for 35 hours (only breaking for 12 hour naps). Watched season 1 of Supernatural. Drank too much 4 nights in a row. Threw a NYE party, Wine & Cheese party and a Xmas party. Went to LA for 2 days. Did more shopping for myself than for others (naturally, 'tis the fucking season). And I'm pretty sure that's it. Oh, and yeah I ate a lot. Obviously. But seriously, I drank so much that I don't want to drink again til President's day. And even then, I'm going to make sure it's okay with my liver first.

I have no desire to go to work again. No desire to drive a car again. I just want to eat and shop occasionally and I want someone to take me out to do these things so I don't have to take myself. I have no motivation after the last 3 days spent entirely in front of the TV playing Zelda. The past week I have not managed to get out of bed before noon. I'm pretty sure I'm depressed. And I fucking hate football, by the way.

And yes, also by the way, I also think New Years is a joke, and a really lame excuse for people to do that dumb thing called "New Years Resolutions" holy shit, omg. If you want to change your lifestyle, do it. Don't make a list of shit, put it off till January and then don't do it anyway. omg. YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE.

Yep.

And I like it. So here's my playlist. It's called "Rain."

OH MY GOD! I got this really mean annonymous comment on a previous entry! Look!

http://hawtspot.livejournal.com/39773.html?thread=194653

lol

I'm still pretty sure Nikki Sixx is a has-been though. I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK, FUCKHEAD. WHERE EVER YOU ARE. ONLY ONE PERSON IS ALLOWED TO CALL ME A STUPID BITCH AND IT IS NOT YOU. Well, it could be you, but you weren't logged in if it was.

This just came on a couple minutes ago. It is in my music collection. I don't know where it came from. I swear.

The "official" rules, word for word:
Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Bold Strike out the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: If you like the game post your own!

1. I think you caught me on the down slide, down turn - Bridget, good enough :)
2. I heard the men saying something
3. Photographs of the best time you had - Kahley
4. I see you naked in the bath - Katie WINS SO HARD
5. You're waking up a part of me I've never known
6. Screams break the silence, waking in the dead of night
7. This bloody road remains a mystery - Kahley
8. Take my hand, tell me what you are feeling
9. Picture myself as a thin white child, back to the day I was born on
10. Haiti, mon pay, wounded mother I'll never see
11. I've been looking so long at these pictures of you, that I almost believe that they're real - Katie
12. Girl close your eyes, let that rhythm get into you - Becca (and I am shocked no one else before)
13. My hands are searching for you, my arms are outstretched towards you - Bill
14. You're a rich girl, and you've gone to far, cuz you know it don't matter anyway - Bobby
15. Through the door, what do I see -  Becca
16. There, somewhere out there is a better day
17. A night of no rest, I was laying on her breast
18. There's an old Virginian vibraphone with a calculated gait
19. How can I decide what's right, when you're clouding up my mind **um, kahley - wtf?** - Kahley
20. I can see it out my window, that stupid sunshine
21. Ya got to live & learn, ya got to live and learn (go! go! go! go!) - Beth
22. MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC WDPK 83.7 the sound of tomorrow
23. I've got stars in my great big sky I shall gaze upon without leaving small ones behind
24. Ha ha ha ha ha ha, shicka shicka, shicka shicka, hoo hoo - Kahley
25. On the first part of the journey, I was looking at all the life

This is possibly the most bizarre interpretation of "Santa's Little Helper" I have ever seen.



And this is definitely the most disturbing.

Here are the songs I have been able to locate thus far. They make me so very happy :)

I could listen to this song all day while imagining my sackperson dancing around and jumping over obstacles and lookin' sassy. I think I shall.

For summing up my EXACT FEELINGS AT THIS MOMENT:

Holy fucking shit.

So, for those of you who don't know, I "drank the kool-aid," as my faithful Pott-head (as in Harry Potter) step-sister said. I have officially jumped on the Twilight bandwagon and am on my way to becoming a superstar Twilight consumer whore. I read Twilight on Sunday and Monday, and on Tuesday I bought New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn, along with the movie soundtrack (because it has a teeny poster inside), and also acquired a free Twilight movie poster with my $25+ purchase (which I just mounted and will be hanging on my office wall shortly). In addition to yesterdays purchases, I have spent a bit of time reading up on Stephenie Meyer (no, I did NOT know she was LDS), and making my own playlists inspired by Edward and Bella (which are also the names of my playlists, so far).

I am almost halfway through New Moon, and I am so pissed off I can't possibly read fast enough. I haven't been this passionate about a figment of my imagination since I met Harry and his friends, it's true. But still, now that I am totally involved in this glorious sexually-tense blood-thirsty glittering whirlwind, I really don't think the Twirds and Pott-heads should be fighting :( It's pretty stupid. I love them both, and don't see how you could side with one because they are SO TOTALLY DIFFERENT. I mean, come on, OBVIOUSLY, Edward is way, way, way hotter, and sexier, and SPARKLIER than Harry (in my imagination, NOT TAINTED by the movies). But that doesn't mean I love him more!!!

Well, whatever. I fucking love Edward and Bella JUST AS MUCH as Veronica and Logan, which says A LOT. And that makes me happy.

So, like, what's up with vampires anyway? Are they the new pirates? Because I am SO okay with that. I am also okay with pirates being less trendy, because I have to admit, I used to enjoy them so much more before they were fucking EVERYWHERE. Whatever. Back to vampires. I finished Angel. I liked Moonlight. I love Trueblood. I love these fucking books and I am going to the midnight showing of Twilight and I am thoroughly enjoying all of this ridiculous vampire hype. Bite me.

Here is a dandy ol' petition to sign, if you like!

http://www.petitiononline.com/seg5130/petition.html