Sunday, November 23, 2008

Oh No Wino....Good thing Capt'n Jack got away on time.


Well, we all know who won that break up. Winona v. Johnny and Johnny is a clear victor. First it was the shop lifting and now Wino is actually STOPPING FLIGHTS because of her drug issues.
Bringing in 40 with style I see Winona?
Apparently the ever single since Johnny, Wino, loaded up on WAY too much Xanex before boarding a flight.(Insert shock and awe here)She Then proceeded to flip a shit until the flight actually had to land and send Ms. Crazy Pants to the hospital.
Fail.
How about we focus on being a good actress again, dear?
A little more "Girl Interrupted" and a little less "Mr. Deeds" seems like it would do the trick.
So lets lay off the Xanex and resort to drinking in the air like normal people OK?

I'm glad we all agree.

A Letter to Justin Timberlake

(Yum)
Dear JT,
You are a confusing little person. One minute you are adorable and hilarious and the next you are dating Jessica Biel....FAIL. Seriously, the "rebel" from 7th Heaven? JT, I think the world agrees with me when I say, you can do better. You dance, you sing, you act (kind of) you are a triple threat, So dump the white trash actress thing..please? If not for yourself, do it for your adoring fans.
Thank you,
Adoring Fan
P.S.
Kudos for SNL

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Coming Home the Wrong Way.


This week on 'The Office," Pam's poor grades reflected on how much she actually disliked the field of graphic design. Rather than staying in NYC for another twelve weeks, Pam chooses to "come home to wrong way" by going back to Scranton and to Jim. Jim, her fiance, recently bought his parents house for them.

Can't my counter part come home the wrong way?

Going on three weeks now...take my word for it, its awful when it gets to the point when you can no longer form a picture on the one you love when you close your eyes. Three more months of this...There is a long road ahead.

On a lighter note, I've decided to stop putting my bi-monthly hair color to waste and try and blow out my hair at least twice a week,this meaning waking up earlier than usual. We'll see how that goes.

Friday, November 14, 2008

LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS


So its been a while since I've posted anything. So far I have determined that one person other than myself cares, sometimes, and I think she will really enjoy this entry.

In light of recent events involving a fashion show run By Lindsay Lohan (i know, already a mistake) I felt the need to share one of my most passionate pet peeves:

LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS!!!!

I don't care if you have the body of Gisele Fucking Bundchen...Leggings are not pants. The poor person walking down the block behind you does not need to see every curve and dimple of your butt! And seriously, Camel toe...its not sexy, I totally understand that girls with miserably low self esteem think that it will attract some Guido with full access to Daddy's mafia money, but comon, there are other, much more effective ways to be a skank. What ever happened to the good old fashioned water bra?

I get it that it gets cold in the winter and leggings are totally OK... under a DRESS. Notice the emphasis of the word DRESS, this is to highlight the fact that a long shirt or sweater IS NOT A DRESS. Therefore should NEVER be worn alone with leggings. If you do this, there is an entire genre of garment missing from your outfit.Damn American Apparel for promoting such anarchy...Don't people know NOT to base their fashion choices on a LA based company?? LA? REALLY???? Is your fashion sense blinded by the excessive smog? (not an excuse)

Seriously people, get some pants, skirts, dresses, actual garments. I don't want to see your asses anymore on the street. Undergarments and regular garments are NOT, I repeat NOT interchangeable.

Monday, November 3, 2008

So...its been a while

Watching 'I am Ledgend' on TV
needless to say I am not impressed.So far he has driver through a giant pack of deer and is trying to shoot them, in a Mustang...
Whats wrong with this (motion) picture?

WOW ok seriously, lions...there are now lions in the middle of random, deserted times square.


Sometimes movies leave me wondering "who wrote this and why are they so fucked up? Did their parents abuse them or something?" this movie has been on for ten minutes and I have already asked this question about 30 times.
AND the dog dies. Honestly, if you are going to make a piece of crap movie...not killing the dog might really really help.

Personally, I like the dog better than I like Will Smith, and I usually really enjoy Mr. Smith.

This movie is a fail..if I wasn't too lazy to get up and find the remote, I would turn it off.