Hot, so very, very hot
It's hot here in good ole Austraila and by hot, I mean hot. It's days like this you wish for winter to hurry up and get here. Of course when it does come I'll probably be the first to complain about how cold it is. I'm complicated that way.
So I'm annoyed and this time it's not at a show, well it is but mainly my annoyance is directed at Channel Ten. They've taken OTH off the air in favour for Simpson's re-runs. Now I'm all for The Simpsons but not when it's taking the place of my OTH. They are just sooooo lucky I have the DVD so I can deal...for now.
I'm also annoyed at Mark, the creator of OTH only because he is giving me a complex. First he tells us in an interview that he loves the Naley relationship, then he goes and does crazy shit like bringing in 'he who shall not be named' and making Haley out to be ... let's face it, a bitch. Grrr, I think we should send him tapes of Season 3 Roswell and tell him that his show is headed down this road if he ain't careful. Think it'll scare him enough?
Either that or I'm still in favour of the camp-out on his front door step. I've got banners.
Now on a happier note, or happy for me anyway, I've lost two, yep count em, two kilos. I think that's like 4 pounds for those who don't use our Aussie system. I've done it in a week and a half and I'm so proud of myself. Anyone been watching that 'Biggest Loser' show? I have, and man, if I could lose what they do in a week, I'd be a stick by the end of the month. I'd probably also be admitted into hospital too which, in the grand scheme of things isn't too great.
No, I think I'll stick with my own diet. All that excersise would probably kill me anyway. I'm happy and content with my half hour walk every afternoon. Also helps that there is this really hot guy who just 'happens' to live in a house I walk by everyday.
So, the OC was on tonight and can I just express how much I adore Seth/Adam? He is my Nerd God. I must meet him and have little Nerd God babies. *Sigh* Rachel is one lucky woman. Sorry, went off on a tangent.
So one of my best guy friends, Daniel is turning 20 on thursday and we're having a huge party in the city at a club which should be fun, but it's got me thinking that my 20th is just around the corner. By corner I mean June but still, last year went so fast and I'm actually getting quite depressed. I don't wanna be 20. I'll be...*gasps* an adult. No longer can I say I'm a teen, nope, now I'll be an...*gasps* adult.
You'll think I'm weird but I hate the idea of turning 20, but don't mind so much being 21. Yeah, odd I know. 21 I can deal, but 20 is just such a rounded number. 20, the big 2-0. I'm dreading it already and trust me, as my *gasps* adulthood approaches me, it'll only get worse. Watch out those who are actually brave enough to read this and ignore my horrendous spelling mistakes, you're in for a hormonal ride.
So I'm annoyed and this time it's not at a show, well it is but mainly my annoyance is directed at Channel Ten. They've taken OTH off the air in favour for Simpson's re-runs. Now I'm all for The Simpsons but not when it's taking the place of my OTH. They are just sooooo lucky I have the DVD so I can deal...for now.
I'm also annoyed at Mark, the creator of OTH only because he is giving me a complex. First he tells us in an interview that he loves the Naley relationship, then he goes and does crazy shit like bringing in 'he who shall not be named' and making Haley out to be ... let's face it, a bitch. Grrr, I think we should send him tapes of Season 3 Roswell and tell him that his show is headed down this road if he ain't careful. Think it'll scare him enough?
Either that or I'm still in favour of the camp-out on his front door step. I've got banners.
Now on a happier note, or happy for me anyway, I've lost two, yep count em, two kilos. I think that's like 4 pounds for those who don't use our Aussie system. I've done it in a week and a half and I'm so proud of myself. Anyone been watching that 'Biggest Loser' show? I have, and man, if I could lose what they do in a week, I'd be a stick by the end of the month. I'd probably also be admitted into hospital too which, in the grand scheme of things isn't too great.
No, I think I'll stick with my own diet. All that excersise would probably kill me anyway. I'm happy and content with my half hour walk every afternoon. Also helps that there is this really hot guy who just 'happens' to live in a house I walk by everyday.
So, the OC was on tonight and can I just express how much I adore Seth/Adam? He is my Nerd God. I must meet him and have little Nerd God babies. *Sigh* Rachel is one lucky woman. Sorry, went off on a tangent.
So one of my best guy friends, Daniel is turning 20 on thursday and we're having a huge party in the city at a club which should be fun, but it's got me thinking that my 20th is just around the corner. By corner I mean June but still, last year went so fast and I'm actually getting quite depressed. I don't wanna be 20. I'll be...*gasps* an adult. No longer can I say I'm a teen, nope, now I'll be an...*gasps* adult.
You'll think I'm weird but I hate the idea of turning 20, but don't mind so much being 21. Yeah, odd I know. 21 I can deal, but 20 is just such a rounded number. 20, the big 2-0. I'm dreading it already and trust me, as my *gasps* adulthood approaches me, it'll only get worse. Watch out those who are actually brave enough to read this and ignore my horrendous spelling mistakes, you're in for a hormonal ride.