Boyfriends and Gossip
So I was going to write this long, sweet, rambling post about how my boyfriend (finally) came down to visit me and we went down to Point Pleasant together and won each other stuffed animals from the UFO catcher machines (claw games? I never know what to call them outside of Japan. He got me a stuffed monkey and the cutest owl, and I won him Kenny, Stan, Kyle, and Kenny again. Okay, I was trying to go for Cartman, but I got slaughtered. He only won me the owl 'cause I think he was mildly annoyed that I won four plush toys and he'd only gotten one. So when I said I thought the owl was cute, he was all gung ho about it.) and took black and white pictures at the photo booth- but THEN I resumed watching my DVR'd episode of Gossip Girl. At the threesome scene all thoughts fell away.
Not because of the threesome- it's another contrived plot line (with great clothes) that will serve it's purpose (with great clothes) and continue to amuse me (with great clothes- and really, a poor girl from Brooklyn could not afford that shit.) No, I was surprised at who the threesome was between.
Hilary Duff, how far you have fallen.
This just goes to show that Disney breeds whores. I've been saying it since this summer, and loving it, but this is really my first concrete evidence of it. Poor Hilary, who only wanted to sing and preach abstinence, and turned down the position of Annie on 90210 because the show was too racy has now been forced not only to do sex scenes on Gossip Girl, but near-orgy sex scenes. My life is now complete.
Oh, and ppl need to stop hatin' on Leighton Meester for wanting a singing career. Just because her new songs are all synthesized doesn't mean the girl can't sing. And she didn't suddenly decide that fame as Blair suddenly warranted the singing career- she's been pursuing it all along. Hello, she was a popstar on frickin' Entourage, and she has a gorgeous voice. So, srsly, leave Leighton alone. She's adorable.
Don't you love how my boyfriend got replaced by television? I do. I'm going to go back to attempting to write/color in photoshop/read kevron porn now.
Not because of the threesome- it's another contrived plot line (with great clothes) that will serve it's purpose (with great clothes) and continue to amuse me (with great clothes- and really, a poor girl from Brooklyn could not afford that shit.) No, I was surprised at who the threesome was between.
Hilary Duff, how far you have fallen.
This just goes to show that Disney breeds whores. I've been saying it since this summer, and loving it, but this is really my first concrete evidence of it. Poor Hilary, who only wanted to sing and preach abstinence, and turned down the position of Annie on 90210 because the show was too racy has now been forced not only to do sex scenes on Gossip Girl, but near-orgy sex scenes. My life is now complete.
Oh, and ppl need to stop hatin' on Leighton Meester for wanting a singing career. Just because her new songs are all synthesized doesn't mean the girl can't sing. And she didn't suddenly decide that fame as Blair suddenly warranted the singing career- she's been pursuing it all along. Hello, she was a popstar on frickin' Entourage, and she has a gorgeous voice. So, srsly, leave Leighton alone. She's adorable.
Don't you love how my boyfriend got replaced by television? I do. I'm going to go back to attempting to write/color in photoshop/read kevron porn now.