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"I'm right."
"No, you are not."
"Yes, I am. And you're ugly."
"You're Canadian, your opinion does not matter."
"I'm right and you're still ugly."
That is basically a conversation that I have with my boyfriend every time we hang out. I use the term 'hang out' because a trip out of his apartment is rare unless we're both really craving some Starbucks. On occasion, he will pay for my Pumpkin Spice latte and call it a date because it cost him five dollars and ten minutes of his life. We did go see The Black Dahlia the other night. I fell asleep an hour into it and not because I was exhausted. Sorry Scarlett, I really tried. Back to that conversation, it really does happen all the time. We haven't fought yet, mostly because I'm insensitive and unlike the boyfriends of the past he appreciates that quality. I do not really think he is ugly. Well, not as ugly as I make him out to be. I have dated some really ugly guys, I think that is my type but his worst feature is the fact that he's obviously a bulimic but really he's pretty wonderful. I spent the night last night after staying in late watching the season finale of Grey's from the spring. When I woke up, he was watching SportsCenter and yapping and bragging about how the Yankees have practically already clinched it. The most difficult part of this relationship has been the fact that I'm a Sox fan and he has personally sucked Jason Giambi's steroid-shrunken ballsac while tickling Hideki Matsui's asshairs with a dolphin shaped dildo. Then the new issue of Sports Illustrated came in. Oh what a glorious day it was. On the front page, there was a giant hideously wonderful picture of A-Rod with the caption "The Lonely Yankee" which advertised an article detailing the grubby bastard's fall from grace and the dislike that even his own teammates harbor for him. Even Yankee fans hate A-Rod, so this was something we could do together. I put on a pot of coffee and sat in Topher's lap and we read it together with glee. It was like Christmas. God, it was better than Christmas. It was like Christmas, my birthday, Yom Kippur, New Year's, Halloween, and being on ecstacy all at once. Really. Okay. Spending time with him has been more than good and better than great. I have no reservations about where this is going. I'm not bored. I don't have to start fights with him just to make the day go by faster and all of those things are very different for me. Suffice to say, I am enjoying this much more than I thought I would.
Jesse Bradford has signed on to play opposite me in our remake of the Korean movie My Sassy Girl which is a much better movie than the title makes it out to be. You can catch it on Sundance sometimes. It's really interesting for a romantic comedy. I'm basically playing a crazy girl that is drunk all the time so it's no stretch from actually being myself. If you are not interested in waiting for that then just wait a few more days for the new Paris Hilton video, which I made a cameo in. She basically ripped off the concept of The Girl Next Door and made it into a music video and insisted that I be a part of it and since I'm still infatuated with her regardless of the fact that she is a complete retard, I did it. And if you don't want your eardrums destroyed, The Quiet is still in theaters and it is still my baby and I'm still incredibly proud of it.
I am leaving this public because I can't remember who I haven't added back yet, so if I haven't then please let me know because I'm horrible at keeping up with my friends list. My AIM is still in my UI if you want to holla @ me.
"No, you are not."
"Yes, I am. And you're ugly."
"You're Canadian, your opinion does not matter."
"I'm right and you're still ugly."
That is basically a conversation that I have with my boyfriend every time we hang out. I use the term 'hang out' because a trip out of his apartment is rare unless we're both really craving some Starbucks. On occasion, he will pay for my Pumpkin Spice latte and call it a date because it cost him five dollars and ten minutes of his life. We did go see The Black Dahlia the other night. I fell asleep an hour into it and not because I was exhausted. Sorry Scarlett, I really tried. Back to that conversation, it really does happen all the time. We haven't fought yet, mostly because I'm insensitive and unlike the boyfriends of the past he appreciates that quality. I do not really think he is ugly. Well, not as ugly as I make him out to be. I have dated some really ugly guys, I think that is my type but his worst feature is the fact that he's obviously a bulimic but really he's pretty wonderful. I spent the night last night after staying in late watching the season finale of Grey's from the spring. When I woke up, he was watching SportsCenter and yapping and bragging about how the Yankees have practically already clinched it. The most difficult part of this relationship has been the fact that I'm a Sox fan and he has personally sucked Jason Giambi's steroid-shrunken ballsac while tickling Hideki Matsui's asshairs with a dolphin shaped dildo. Then the new issue of Sports Illustrated came in. Oh what a glorious day it was. On the front page, there was a giant hideously wonderful picture of A-Rod with the caption "The Lonely Yankee" which advertised an article detailing the grubby bastard's fall from grace and the dislike that even his own teammates harbor for him. Even Yankee fans hate A-Rod, so this was something we could do together. I put on a pot of coffee and sat in Topher's lap and we read it together with glee. It was like Christmas. God, it was better than Christmas. It was like Christmas, my birthday, Yom Kippur, New Year's, Halloween, and being on ecstacy all at once. Really. Okay. Spending time with him has been more than good and better than great. I have no reservations about where this is going. I'm not bored. I don't have to start fights with him just to make the day go by faster and all of those things are very different for me. Suffice to say, I am enjoying this much more than I thought I would.
Jesse Bradford has signed on to play opposite me in our remake of the Korean movie My Sassy Girl which is a much better movie than the title makes it out to be. You can catch it on Sundance sometimes. It's really interesting for a romantic comedy. I'm basically playing a crazy girl that is drunk all the time so it's no stretch from actually being myself. If you are not interested in waiting for that then just wait a few more days for the new Paris Hilton video, which I made a cameo in. She basically ripped off the concept of The Girl Next Door and made it into a music video and insisted that I be a part of it and since I'm still infatuated with her regardless of the fact that she is a complete retard, I did it. And if you don't want your eardrums destroyed, The Quiet is still in theaters and it is still my baby and I'm still incredibly proud of it.
I am leaving this public because I can't remember who I haven't added back yet, so if I haven't then please let me know because I'm horrible at keeping up with my friends list. My AIM is still in my UI if you want to holla @ me.