The thing is, as all of you know, I have what is called ADD/OCD/TVAHOLICISM. If I like a show, I will likely become addicted. I have written about this before. I often times buy complete season DVDs, even though they are expensive and will likely go unused after a month or so, and watch for hours; days at a time. I had a legitimate problem, and I'm slowly becoming less vocal about it and more embarrassed.
Here is a timeline; the differing font indicates the length of the obsession/love of the show:
gilmore girls
one tree hill
golden girls
grey's anatomy/desperate housewives
the o.c.
weeds
arrested development
the west wing
skins
what about brian
the good wife
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
DAY 16 - "If the world were to end tomorrow, what would you do with your remaining time on earth?"
Intimidating question.
Well, firstly, I would finish my homework, because that matters a TON.
Honestly I would not appreciate being a virgin when the world ends, so I'd get that problem solved, no doubt about it.
I'd stuff my face with Cheetos, any and all kinds of chocolates and dessert chocolates, cheesecake, cookie dough, Mountain Dew, probably eat a cheeseburger---what the hell! I'd abandon all my convictions and values.
I would shoplift and/or rob a bank to see if the adreneline rush still exists when you know the world will end soon.
And, I don't know, say goodbye to everyone I know?
Yep.
Honestly I would not appreciate being a virgin when the world ends, so I'd get that problem solved, no doubt about it.
I'd stuff my face with Cheetos, any and all kinds of chocolates and dessert chocolates, cheesecake, cookie dough, Mountain Dew, probably eat a cheeseburger---what the hell! I'd abandon all my convictions and values.
I would shoplift and/or rob a bank to see if the adreneline rush still exists when you know the world will end soon.
And, I don't know, say goodbye to everyone I know?
Yep.
DAY 17 - "What do you want to be when you get older?"
Super intimidating question.
First of all, if I ever get preggers, I would want to be like Kate Hudson:
I would totally rock the hippie-chic look, because there is someone inside of me right now and that someone is Kate Hudson...wait. I mean, there is an inner boho hipster within me that I wish I could set free. ....Was that any less dirty?
Because I can't even tell my dental hygienist what I want to be when I get older (she suggests I dabble in dentistry), I don't know why 30DAY expects me to share it with the Internet. I have no fucking idea, obviously. I don't know which school to go to or where I even want to end up anymore.
But it'd be pretty cool to be like her.
The entertainment industry would be fun. But what would I do? I have no patience for creative writing, so I can rule out writing for television or movies. I have no balls for calling the shots, so I can rule out ON-SET EXECUTIVE. And as for writing about movies/TV, as cool as that would be, by the time I graduate college there will be ZERO opportunities for me to find work doing that. Except at an online newspaper. But I would like to make more money than that and settle comfortably in the sunny California.
I think a business/office job would probably be a fine fit for me. But I feel like I would sink pretty low emotionally if I had to do that everyday. I do not want to end up like my parents, I know that much.
For a while there I was interested in international relations. But there is so much responsiblity that comes with any sort of political job, that I don't even find it appealing to think about it.
So basically, I don't fucking know what I want to be.
What about a realitor selling high-priced condos in Los Angeles?
Ugh.
First of all, if I ever get preggers, I would want to be like Kate Hudson:
Because I can't even tell my dental hygienist what I want to be when I get older (she suggests I dabble in dentistry), I don't know why 30DAY expects me to share it with the Internet. I have no fucking idea, obviously. I don't know which school to go to or where I even want to end up anymore.
But it'd be pretty cool to be like her.
The entertainment industry would be fun. But what would I do? I have no patience for creative writing, so I can rule out writing for television or movies. I have no balls for calling the shots, so I can rule out ON-SET EXECUTIVE. And as for writing about movies/TV, as cool as that would be, by the time I graduate college there will be ZERO opportunities for me to find work doing that. Except at an online newspaper. But I would like to make more money than that and settle comfortably in the sunny California.
I think a business/office job would probably be a fine fit for me. But I feel like I would sink pretty low emotionally if I had to do that everyday. I do not want to end up like my parents, I know that much.
For a while there I was interested in international relations. But there is so much responsiblity that comes with any sort of political job, that I don't even find it appealing to think about it.
So basically, I don't fucking know what I want to be.
What about a realitor selling high-priced condos in Los Angeles?
Ugh.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
spoiler alert!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Twh-lfNYgcI
bossy booty:
1. click on this link
2. watch...maybe 20 - 30 seconds
3. scroll down
4. read first comment
5. chuckle to yourself
6. thumbs up dat shit
bossy booty:
1. click on this link
2. watch...maybe 20 - 30 seconds
3. scroll down
4. read first comment
5. chuckle to yourself
6. thumbs up dat shit
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
day 14 - "provide pictures of 5 celebrity crushes"
MUH FAVORITE DAY. THIS IS HAPPPPPENING!
I was gonna do more but this got real boring, real fast.
Soooo most of these aren't celebs I'm "crushin" on, per se, but I like da way dey look. Aiight? Also, fuck choosin only five.
I was gonna do more but this got real boring, real fast.
stranger danger
some strange shit has happened today.
1. molly and i just had a short but sincere conversation about lamar odom. points of interest: his height, his father being "street," and the pros/cons of his reality show.
2. dumb dental hygentist wouldn't shutdafuckup. she prefaces our intimate conversation (intimate because my tongue won't stop resting on the side of her hand) by saying: "wow, you really aren't going to make me work today, are you?" which is basically setting me up for failure. she continues (and eventually ends) our intimate convo by lecturing me on my intense need of regular flossing. didn't see that one coming, didja, when you prematurely praised me...
3. i had more than 2 daydreams about the word "hella."
1. molly and i just had a short but sincere conversation about lamar odom. points of interest: his height, his father being "street," and the pros/cons of his reality show.
2. dumb dental hygentist wouldn't shutdafuckup. she prefaces our intimate conversation (intimate because my tongue won't stop resting on the side of her hand) by saying: "wow, you really aren't going to make me work today, are you?" which is basically setting me up for failure. she continues (and eventually ends) our intimate convo by lecturing me on my intense need of regular flossing. didn't see that one coming, didja, when you prematurely praised me...
3. i had more than 2 daydreams about the word "hella."
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