Belated Birthday groveling, and we were GYPPED!!
Dude. Can I ever just do my big squee-fest ON the day OF someone's birthday? sarahlynnl!! Sweetie! I really hope your birthday was an absolutely fantastic joyous occasion on Friday. I'm so sorry I didn't get my pathetic excuse for an ass here then and sing praises to your name. I'll try to get a star named after you to make it all up to ya, how's that sound? :) I hope it was everything you wanted it to be. Happy Birthday, just a little late. *hugs you tight*
Now for the Smallville hiss. Was I the only one who felt like they kept teasing and teasing and making it seem like Fine was juuuuuuuuusssst around the corner, only to NOT have him in the episode? Grrrrrrrr!!! I felt like I was on the brink of climax all throughout the show and then left high and dry and it was eight kinds of NOT cool, man. Also? I kinda dig whacked-out, heroin!addict Lana. Certainly knocks her down to a less than I'm-so-pretty-you-all-should-worship-me level. Not to mention Clark's reaction to seeing her like that. LOL!! I don't think HE dug it. That was the ultimate "DUUURRR..." blank look if I ever saw one.
You know what show is seriously cool in all the wrong ways? Deal Or No Deal. I cannot believe how hooked I've gotten on this load of crap :) I'm totally into it and it pisses me off! Have any of you seen it? I mean, forget the mindless game play (choosing random briefcases and hoping the ones you eliminate will have small dollar amounts so as to heighten your overall chances of winning big in the end), and the 25 scantily clad skanks models, whose sole purpose is to provide cleavage and the monumental task of opening said cases for all to gawk at, and the contestant in question, who acts as though their very existence hinges on whether or not to make a deal with the oh-so-elusive banker, who is mysteriously shrouded in a darkened room above the stage (like we care what he looks like anyway - would it REALLY affect the show?), and the host Howie Mandel, who is actually very likable, but I find him extremely amusing because I know he's a germ-ophobe, so it's interesting to watch him "interact" with the contestants. I wonder if he runs straight to the bathroom and disinfects like a madman after each show. Does that make me a sadist? I'm just curious. But anyway, I'm totally hooked on this show, my people!!! And I should be in bed right now! I'm mucho loco! They should name a hot chocolate after me. No - any hot beverage would be good. Gah. I'm supposed to be up in five hours. Oooh!!! I think Deal Or No Deal is on tonight, yays!!! I won't quit. I won't. I'm gonna be like heroin!addict Lana. I wonder if I should be as pretty as she was, though. Even as a druggie she was still quite pretty. I think I should be goddamn fugly, man. Not that I'm dogging on druggies - just speculating on myself and myself alone. So don't take anything I say seriously. I'm tired and babbling and you know things get scary weird when I'm in babble mode.
Eeeek!! Way less than a month till Birthday O' Doom. Why is it when you're a kid and you WANT your birthday to come, it takes freakin' forever and a week to get here, but when you're dreading it like taxes and death it's, like, oh look - it's practically upon you, Birthday Girl--er, OLD LADY!!!
*falls to the floor melodramatically*
PS: If you want to send James to help me up, warn him that I may have broken a hip. Get it? Broken a hip? :D
PPS: What's this new thing about writing your "Current Location"? Like, do you all really want to know where I am? Oooh... I could lie.
Now for the Smallville hiss. Was I the only one who felt like they kept teasing and teasing and making it seem like Fine was juuuuuuuuusssst around the corner, only to NOT have him in the episode? Grrrrrrrr!!! I felt like I was on the brink of climax all throughout the show and then left high and dry and it was eight kinds of NOT cool, man. Also? I kinda dig whacked-out, heroin!addict Lana. Certainly knocks her down to a less than I'm-so-pretty-you-all-should-worship-me level. Not to mention Clark's reaction to seeing her like that. LOL!! I don't think HE dug it. That was the ultimate "DUUURRR..." blank look if I ever saw one.
You know what show is seriously cool in all the wrong ways? Deal Or No Deal. I cannot believe how hooked I've gotten on this load of crap :) I'm totally into it and it pisses me off! Have any of you seen it? I mean, forget the mindless game play (choosing random briefcases and hoping the ones you eliminate will have small dollar amounts so as to heighten your overall chances of winning big in the end), and the 25 scantily clad skanks models, whose sole purpose is to provide cleavage and the monumental task of opening said cases for all to gawk at, and the contestant in question, who acts as though their very existence hinges on whether or not to make a deal with the oh-so-elusive banker, who is mysteriously shrouded in a darkened room above the stage (like we care what he looks like anyway - would it REALLY affect the show?), and the host Howie Mandel, who is actually very likable, but I find him extremely amusing because I know he's a germ-ophobe, so it's interesting to watch him "interact" with the contestants. I wonder if he runs straight to the bathroom and disinfects like a madman after each show. Does that make me a sadist? I'm just curious. But anyway, I'm totally hooked on this show, my people!!! And I should be in bed right now! I'm mucho loco! They should name a hot chocolate after me. No - any hot beverage would be good. Gah. I'm supposed to be up in five hours. Oooh!!! I think Deal Or No Deal is on tonight, yays!!! I won't quit. I won't. I'm gonna be like heroin!addict Lana. I wonder if I should be as pretty as she was, though. Even as a druggie she was still quite pretty. I think I should be goddamn fugly, man. Not that I'm dogging on druggies - just speculating on myself and myself alone. So don't take anything I say seriously. I'm tired and babbling and you know things get scary weird when I'm in babble mode.
Eeeek!! Way less than a month till Birthday O' Doom. Why is it when you're a kid and you WANT your birthday to come, it takes freakin' forever and a week to get here, but when you're dreading it like taxes and death it's, like, oh look - it's practically upon you, Birthday Girl--er, OLD LADY!!!
*falls to the floor melodramatically*
PS: If you want to send James to help me up, warn him that I may have broken a hip. Get it? Broken a hip? :D
PPS: What's this new thing about writing your "Current Location"? Like, do you all really want to know where I am? Oooh... I could lie.