Comedic actors not Nominated for Oscars!!!
Current mood: Vaginal

But an Actress was!!!! Marissa Tomei won for best supporting actress for     My Cousin Vinny.

Currently listening : The Woman I Am: The Definitive Collection By Helen Reddy Release date: 02 May, 2006

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Where have all the girls gone?
Current mood: cold

I was having a moment of weakness and chose to spend it deep with in the drama of the new season of Laguna Beach. While watching it I couldn't help but wonder where the "normal children" were in this town.... When I was 17 years old I was very typical. rebellious yet loveable, cute with a nose that seemed a little too big for my face and eyes that I wished were more almond shaped. I had an after school job with a little cashed kicked my way every now and then from my mum. My clothes were always on point. I got good grades and I was rewarded with items form the ESPRIT store. I had a few expensive things like my 120.00$ nike AIR sofball cleats or my 300.00$ Northface goose down jacket that kept me safe from the whipping wind as I walked along the beach on my way to school. While I was given these things, I was NEVER to forget that we had to use money that my mother had to work for to pay for them. The children of Laguna Beach or, any teen featured on T.V. these days seem to have a life less tragic. Filled with technical gadgets that they use in substitution of real human contact. It's easier to dis-invite someone to your pool party via texting. Instead of afterschool jobs they browse through the racks of designer boutiques where they can be heard saying "cute. cute. cute. cute". I wonder about their homework. I sit and wonder "how do these children get into the best colleges in the country if they never have any home work?" Do they have parents? Are they all having sex with each other when they say "we hooked up"? Where have all the girls gone? Teenagersare expected to wear Dior and Chloe...I thought I was the hot pimp when my mother bought me a fake Gucci sweatshirt from a store called "The Bird's Nest". What must it feel like to never have an awkward period or a gawky misfortunate growth spurt. To never feel the freedom of going to the mall while dressed in a "Buckwheat" t-shirt, Hammer pants and a faint yellow mustard stain on your cheek from the 3 hot dogs you stuffed in your face hole at lunch? Will there be a backlash in the future because of the little girls that missed out on a great past? Sometimes I feel like this is all caused by what my Marie Claire magazine calls "Female Genocide"...Men have to band together and make this current crop of pre-teens grow up fast so that they can be married and have more male babies. Being a little girl is being erased from our society. Now what was only seen in a southern beauty pageant in the standard norm for girls everywhere. If I could be a carefree, indestructable teenager forever I would...That would be my super power..."I'm Constant Teen!!!!" is what I would scream before the ran awy to my secret teen hide out and slammed the door.

Currently listening : 16 Biggest Hits By Rosemary Clooney Release date: 18 July, 2000

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I'm more full of hatred after I hate someone.
Current mood: awake

There's this woman that I hate.  I have never really hated anyone so much ina ll my life...I mean, I hate Hitler, I hate that girl that married Dawson from Dawson's Creek, I hate my 3rd grade teacher.  These are "hates" that I would either take back if I met them, something bad happened to them or in the case of Hitler...he killed millions of people, unless you we incubated in a can of Budwiser cuz it was safer than your mother's womb...you just hate the guy,.

  This woman is different...when i see her I want to throw up on her face...or throw a ball of shit at her mother and laugh....make a homeless man ejaculate on her birthday cake (not that being homeless makes for grosser ejaculation)...

  She has no idea what life is like for others...the idea of a life unlike her own is so crazy to her that she would openly protest the idea that a person can be happy if the lives they lead are in anyway different from the one she ignorantly skims through.

 I hope she feels the hurt of confusion some day. Maybe, the person that tells her how to live her life will forget to put out her to-do list one day and she will burn all of her hair off while trying to take a popsicle out of it's wrapper...

   Why so harsh?  because if I were on fire...if I were the one that was accidentally lit on fire by a popsicle...she would just stand there and  watch me burn...in fact, she would grab the iced treat from my ever crisping hand, suck all the pop off the sicle and throw the stick on the fire as to assist the flame in it's quest to devour my soul.

Currently listening : The Singable Songs Collection By Raffi Release date: 15 October, 1996

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The new curriculum at Southie High.
Current mood: gang related

  Like most people on this site, I get excited when I see that  alumni from my old high school have joined Myspace.com...I always hope it will be someone that i have been trying to get in touch with for a while or just someone I would be really interested in knowing about.

  I am finding in most cases that it's ganster ass bitches...No, literally people with names like "gAnGSter a$$ BiTcHH" are what I see when i click on the "just joined" link.

   Why?  Why are people putting pics of themself loaded down with guns, gang colors and dime bags?  Why aren't these people getting arrested? (no offense, but...your ass needs to be in jail if your selling drugs)....

  And more importantly, why do you have to be from my high school? You know, some of us have had a hard time trying to convince the rest of the world that Southie High is not a place to hang out before you go to jail...Those of us that have gone to college know how hard was is to get in to a good school with the words Southie High on our records...

   I would ask myself "why?"......and then I selfishly click through page after page on Myspace.  Some with guns for mouse icons and some with pictures of children in provocative poses and then there's this one that just has some wads of cash with a gum wrapper in a filthy crawl space.

    ON a postive note, gang bangers make a great web page.

Currently listening : The Best of Lawrence Welk By Lawrence Welk Release date: 16 April, 1995

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Tonight I was shamed....
Current mood: cold

There are some people I know and there are some people that know me.  Tonight I ran into one that knows me better than almost anyone on earth, I casually and quite accidentally mentioned this very blog I am blogging on right now and instanly felt the same shame one would feel if they pissed their pants while standing in line at their first communion.

   Yes, Old Friend, I write random shit in a blog.  I feel like an asshole for it.

  Listen people I am 28 years old!!!!  It took me 28 years to write my first blog entry.  I remember back when they first started.  I thought: "who would want anyone to read the things they write at night drunk, while licking Dorito crumbs from the cracks in one's palms" (this is not my current state, thank you.). Now that the onset of old age (by that I mean 29)is before me, I think maybe i need the attention that only a blog can supply.  Look-----^ I didn't even find myself important enough to use a capitol "I"...

  A blog is there for you when you want look busy at work or you want to feel clever and proud of yourself. It's there if [like me] you like the sound of the keyboard clicking away and you are impressed with your abillity to type....

   A blog is there.  Sure it has a stupid name...and i hate whomever came up with it but, fuck 'em.....no..not butt fuck them....but, you already knew that...'cuz thanks to this free Myspace.Com World Wide Web Log, you were able to read that I wrote "but" and not "Butt".

     Well now it's off to the Prom!!!

Currently listening : All Meat No Filler: The Best of Fat Boys By The Fat Boys Release date: 18 March, 1997

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chi town imp fest.
Current mood: artistic

I was not sure we were going to make it in this year. I COMPLETELY blocked it out of my mind...only chatting about it with the Future Mrs. Hanlon and the current Mr. Paul.  I just didn't  want to think about it at all...What festival?

   But, we made it. I'm very happy. It feels like it's not a crazy fluke now.  We're  supposed to be there.  To top it all off, the day we find out Travel Zoo has a huge sale on tickets to Chicago...39.00 round trip.  So, thanks to whom ever prayed for me. Thanks for letting us do the show at your theater.  Thanks for seeing us....again. Trust me, I kind of hate the song now too. 

     Now...who wants to go to Chicago and party?

Currently listening : Pain Is Love By Ja Rule Release date: 02 October, 2001

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Something like a Jodie Foster movie...
Current mood: refreshed

Tonight Ryan and I went to the mall. You know... it was rainy and we just wanted to wander around and then go home, it's a guilty pleasure.

  We went into Hollister. I don't know why...it just happened.  It was like being in a nightmare.  The music was  loud and the lighting was straight out of a Viet Nam  flash back. Don't forget the plants.  Through out the store they stick palm-ish type trees with sharp plastic leaves, perfect for shooting a flirty, braces smile at the hot stud that has his collar popped...no, the other one.

   It was maze like and I didn't know the rules.  I ended up in the mock beach house lounge, where all the parents coral as their daughters figure out exactly which shirt will best accentuate their fresh new boobs.  I had to get out.  When we left the store I felt like Jodie Foster in that movie where she get's attacked on a pinball machine.

      Then it was off to WetSeal...They sell very tiny clothes.

 I had chosen a pair of legings (which nobody will ever see) and had taken my selection to the register for payment.  Infront of me there was a young man. 6 foot, shaggy, blonde hair, very preppy.  He was holding a fistfull of very small thongs.  One of them read "WILD THING!!!"...as the line moved he got a little scared by what he was holding (he won't be buying gifts like that for women until he's an important C.E.O.). He sheepishly calls out "Calisa...Calisa".

   "Why are you freaking out?!!! Why are you freaking out!!!???" I hear from behind a display of fashionable belts.

"Why are you freaking out?!!!"

  SLAP. SLAP. "why are you freaking out?!!!"SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.

  She was slapping him for freaking out. She whipped the "WILD THING!!!" thongs from his hand and said "is this belt cute?" "yeah".

   Then we watched them kiss and walk all the way to Hollister (they were in front of us).

   If my children ever act like that I'm going to set them on fire. It's a personal choice. One that every mother will have to make some day.

Currently listening : Gonna Make You Sweat By C+C Music Factory Release date: 13 December, 1990

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Half full, sounds like shit to me.
Current mood: exanimate

I was watching something on television today and the question they asked before the station break was that stupid old "half empty or half full". Now...everyone knows how you're supposed to answer the question. You say "half full", unless you're going through your Ethan Hawke phase [late in life]and, you push the words "half fuckin empty" through your stubble covered lips while blowing smoke in the eyes of your best friend "The Waif". It made me think, in these trouble times. Wouldn't you want to see the glass half empty? A full glass is so unattainable. Too pristine. It more than likely doesn't belong to you. I see the glass half empty as a chance to move on. Or as, "hmmm, I was thirsty. Then I had a sip of water from that full glass and now I'm fine." I think it's shitty to always see the shitier thing as shitty. Give shitty a chance. I always kind of feel like the half empty glass of water. I'm a glass of water with experience. A history. I don't spill easy. I have made someone feel better and more important I have more room to grow and become a more full glass...or I can become totally empty but, I would never be "That" Hollywood. I almost spelled it "Hollywool" Ryan comes home tomorrow. My days os sickness and solitude are over...My entire week has been like the life of Saint Julie S.S.N.D.

Currently listening : Dutty Rock By Sean Paul Release date: 02 September, 2003

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Home Alone,{ smack face and scream!}
Current mood: enthralled

I'm home alone.  Don't get any ideas common house hold criminal!  I have a 15 pound dog here to save me.

  This is officially the first time I have ever stayed at home all by myself.  I think if I were living with roommates (no offense to past Co-habitation buddies) I would be like: "Harumph....Finally...some peace and quiet. Maybe I'll cook a nice dinner and read a book.". However, now that I live with Ryan, the house seems big and scary...like something out of a Catherine Zeta Jones movie (does her name have a hyphen?).

 PLUS, I'm fucking sick.

   oh well, I have to go read In-Style magazine...I just have to.

Currently listening : Bullshittin' By N'Dea Davenport Release date: 06 October, 1998

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Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolfe?
Current mood: crushed

Not Me...I'm afraid of Fucking Terrorists.

Currently listening : Mollusk By Ween Release date: 24 June, 1997

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