let it breathe, baby, don't let it be the choking kind.

I think I am kind of a masochist in the guy arena.

I mean, let's face it. I always like the ones who would have no interest in me at all. And I constantly tell myself this and I totally know it, but I still persue. It's like, it's not even about the attempt or the hope that the Guy of the Moment will show some interest anymore. Oh no, it's not about that; it's more about me letting myself be delusional for awhile and then getting burned. I am starting to worry that on some crazy, subconcious level that I actually like this.

Okay, I exaggerate. I don't like it in the least. I hate it, and it sucks a lot.

But I digress. I have a history test tomorrow and I have to watch two of the videos from two of the chapters and review everything, because I've read all the chapters but I read them at the beginning of the semester. Then when I go home I have to do math homework and figure out when I'm going to clean my room, because it's scaring me a little. Then later, when all of that is done, I shall watch American Idol and mope some more about my constant persuit of guys/boys/men who don't think of me what I think of them. And I will work on the waxing melancholic here.

There's a weekday paper that comes out that I usually pick up and it had a wonderfully amusant commentary about Oscar fashion. I shall present it to you, with my smart-ass comments in parenthesis:

The Truth About the Red Carpet

--Oh, to be the clippers that buzzed Jake Gyllenhaal's head. He was a whole new brand of hottness. (HEE.)
--Kirsten Dunst looked freakish with her way-too-blond hair that didn't match her way-too-black lace gown. (BUURN!)
--Gisele Bundchen forgot to buy a dress for the ceremonies, so she wrapped herself in a tablecloth and ran out the door. (Snark!)
--Is it possible for Halle Berry to ever look bad? (I could beg to disagree, but I can't remember her looking impossibly bad, so... this is subject to potential future editing.)
--Did Hilary Swank get confused about the weather? Her gown was a near turtleneck in the front and near-crack-showing in the back. (Hee! Indeed, but I thought it was a rather pretty gown.)
--Wanted: another big movie for Catalina Sandino Moreno. She needs some cash to buy hips and fill out her butt-cupping, cellulite-exposing gown. Perhaps she should chat with Virginia Madsen, who is a bit too hippy for the metallic mermaid number she donned. (BUURN, part deux.)
--Scarlett Johannson, you forgot to comb your hair, dear. (BUURN, part trois.)
--Someone mistakenly told Renee Zellweger that the Oscars was a square dance being held in the little house on the prairie. (BUURN the fourth.)

you can't have fun unless it costs a lot of money.

Okay, so... I just got a random idea, mostly due to my addiction to checking my friendsfriends page.

If you can check friendsfriends: pick five random communties and users. Post the link to them in your journal. Attempt to guess who on your friends list has that user or community friended. And watch and see if you're right or not.

My guesses:

kurt_halsey: tigge03
homestar_runner: definately waderapspoorly and sparklingjadex
50bookchallenge: madscientist79, sara_says_grrr
foundphotos: afropuff
lamb_lovers: um... freebishchick?

fievel: verymandy
goovie: littlehousefan, loseric
borisv: sara_says_grrr
noodler29: mzspearz
cleolinda: everybody (except me!). Heh, I kid, I kid.

I think I'm becoming more self-aware, as I am beginning to realize when I'm flirting with someone. Gasp. This could've been more helpful in journalism last year.

I watched Independence Day last night on FOX. I can't believe that movie's almost ten years old. Inconcievable! [g] I love the parts when Will Smith is screaming at the alien carcass. "I COULD'VE BEEN AT A BARBEQUE!" [kicks] And Bill Pullman is the Coolest Movie President Ever, up there with Morgan Freeman (OSCAR WINNER YAYZ) in Deep Impact and Michael Douglas in The American President.

Also: the default icon for live_kate_live has like, the cutest picture ever. And since so many people want Boone to die, why is there no die_boone_die?

blue jean baby, LA lady...

I can't believe this. My favorite pair of jeans ripped today.

I had just noticed this tiny hole in the crotch this weekend and I didn't know where it came from. And on the way home this afternoon Mom and I stopped at a gas station to get sodas, and as I got in, I heard this loud shredding noise, and I looked down and my jeans were ripped. I'd barely had them a year--I just got them in September, during tax-free weekend, maybe even a little before that. They still had plenty of wear left in them.

I did go to Old Navy and get another pair. My size is notoriously hard to find. I'm such an Old Navy ho I know my specific type: below waist boot cut. But my size in that style (heck, in almost ALL the styles except low waist and under, which I don't like because half my butt's hanging out by the time I put those on) is hard to find. I swear, there is some girl in my area who buys all the 18 long jeans at Old Navy just to spite me. I did get another pair, but I'm sad about the ripped pair. Sigh.

On American Idol, I am rooting for Anwar and Bo the most. Behind them: Scott, Anthony, and Constantine. And for the girls, the only one I like is Jessica.

I might have to tell you all about Dillon later, as my fingers are getting tired.

Wait, sara_says_grrr, I will have your icon ready tomorrow and look: Lolita icons!