So,
I went to the wrap party for Swingtown and you know, it's just.....actors are sooooo much better looking in person.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
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Friday, December 28, 2007
Give Me A Type
Dear God,
I don't have a type!!!
During this holiday season most of us are dragged out to family functions where the reality of how far behind I am in life compared to everybody else is shoved in my face. I mean...I know relationships come and go, but seriously... when is the next one going to come!!! To tell you the truth I have no one to blame but myself. A few people have come my way in the past year but none of them seem to catch my fancy, but what makes the issue harder is that i can't figure out what my type is. If i recount all of the times in the past while that I have found someone attractive I recall that none of them fit into the same type.
I guess this all makes sense though, I mean...I am the type of person that has yet to settle down in one place, or one career. My 5 year plan consists of 5 different jobs and 5 different cities.
..........................
.................................
It's time to settle down. Or just keep living like a bachelor. the only problem is that i don't do hookups but that is a whole other blog entry.
I don't have a type!!!
During this holiday season most of us are dragged out to family functions where the reality of how far behind I am in life compared to everybody else is shoved in my face. I mean...I know relationships come and go, but seriously... when is the next one going to come!!! To tell you the truth I have no one to blame but myself. A few people have come my way in the past year but none of them seem to catch my fancy, but what makes the issue harder is that i can't figure out what my type is. If i recount all of the times in the past while that I have found someone attractive I recall that none of them fit into the same type.
I guess this all makes sense though, I mean...I am the type of person that has yet to settle down in one place, or one career. My 5 year plan consists of 5 different jobs and 5 different cities.
..........................
.................................
It's time to settle down. Or just keep living like a bachelor. the only problem is that i don't do hookups but that is a whole other blog entry.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Whipped Cream Covered Titties Wont Hide You From Me.
Dear God,
It was my last day in New York this past Wednesday and I went out for some lunch with some friends that I had not seen in a long time. I was late, as usual, rushed in to the restaurant and settled in to my chair. Once I had taken off all my layers and took my first sip of water, Courtney (my friend) said to me " Ryan Cabrera is behind you.........and I think Ali Larter is too" I did a quick glance behind me, pretending to check out the decor.
.....glance glance glance....Ryan Cabrera...check
.....glance glance glance....directly behind me I hear Ali Larter...check
Now, once upon a time I used to be a Heroes fan, but after the season finale they lost my attention. I gave up on the writers, they fail on a weekly basis to fulfill my need of superhero entertainment.
I was so close to turning around in my chair and asking her point blank "...allright girlie...what's going on with your show???" but I didn't want to make her feel too important so I left it alone.
My friends and I left the restaurant and walked around the corner to a little boutique shop so they could look at some clothes. As I sat down to relax on a bench while the ladies paroosed the shop I looked up and saw Ms. Larter stroll on in with her friend and start looking around....PRETENDING she was interested in the clothes. See, I am no fool. I know what was going on, she saw me in the restaurant...was trying to build up the courage to tap me on the shoulder and get my attention, but ended up being too shy. Now she was following me around and pretending like she had some sort of interest in beautiful dresses and things like that. I mean....come on....I am no fool.
You were caught Ali, I know what you were up to and it's time for you to leave me alone...Stop Following Me!!!!!!
It was my last day in New York this past Wednesday and I went out for some lunch with some friends that I had not seen in a long time. I was late, as usual, rushed in to the restaurant and settled in to my chair. Once I had taken off all my layers and took my first sip of water, Courtney (my friend) said to me " Ryan Cabrera is behind you.........and I think Ali Larter is too" I did a quick glance behind me, pretending to check out the decor.
.....glance glance glance....Ryan Cabrera...check
.....glance glance glance....directly behind me I hear Ali Larter...check
Now, once upon a time I used to be a Heroes fan, but after the season finale they lost my attention. I gave up on the writers, they fail on a weekly basis to fulfill my need of superhero entertainment.
I was so close to turning around in my chair and asking her point blank "...allright girlie...what's going on with your show???" but I didn't want to make her feel too important so I left it alone.
My friends and I left the restaurant and walked around the corner to a little boutique shop so they could look at some clothes. As I sat down to relax on a bench while the ladies paroosed the shop I looked up and saw Ms. Larter stroll on in with her friend and start looking around....PRETENDING she was interested in the clothes. See, I am no fool. I know what was going on, she saw me in the restaurant...was trying to build up the courage to tap me on the shoulder and get my attention, but ended up being too shy. Now she was following me around and pretending like she had some sort of interest in beautiful dresses and things like that. I mean....come on....I am no fool.
You were caught Ali, I know what you were up to and it's time for you to leave me alone...Stop Following Me!!!!!!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
When T.V. Personalities Attack!!!
Dear God,
My sister (crumpets) was born on Nov. 1st and my father (Papa) was born on Nov. 5. As a Present this year my mother (Mom) decided to fly everyone out to New York to visit crumpets. The fact that my brother (Telly) and I were going to be there was a surprise for Papa. Let me tell you the surprise went off with a bang!! He was so shocked and happy that we were there.
All in all the weekend was going very well, We went out for some great meals, we had great conversations over drinks and then one morning (Saturday the 3rd to be exact)...(or I guess it was lunch to most people) we went to this Italian restaurant. The family had all been staying at different places over the weekend, I was staying at my friend Verena's house while my parents were at a Hotel and my siblings were at Crumpets house. Verena lives quite close to the restaurant that we ate at so surprisingly we were the first to arrive, which was kind of annoying because then she and I were in charge of putting in the name and neither of us knew how many people were coming so it was all very uncomfortable with the stupid hostess until the GM came up and handled it all with ease and patience. Verena and I stumbled to the back of the restaurant to seat ourselves at the table. As I finally settled myself in I looked across the room at the only table sitting in the back area and was overwhelmed with excitement...and fear. I turned to Verena and said "Don't look now, but Laurie and George from Real Housewives of Orange County are sitting at the table behind us".
The reason I was so excited was because I had just been watching a marathon of the show a couple days prior to this event, but the reason I was scared was because I was so taken aback by how horrible she looked. I mean...you sit there looking at her knowing she is human being but you just can't see that...her face has been mangled around so much that all I really see is that creepy face that Alec Baldwin makes in Beetlejuice. Her Hair is blonder than most and (maybe its because of the product she uses in her hair) her head is way too large. I mean she must have to get up pretty early to get herself ready because there was way too much time and care put into something that just doesn't please my eye.
Eventually Telly arrived and, like me, felt like he had been hit in the face with a sledge hammer as he cast his first gaze upon her. As he sits down next to me he whispers "I shouldn't have sat on this side because now I wont stop looking at her...But then again even if she weren't famous I would be looking at her horrible plastic surgery".
Laurie sat on her phone for a good 15 minutes while George sat there staring off into space (and sometimes over at our table), and then they finally left.
I was left wishing that the Real Housewife I had seen would be Vicki because then I would have definitely gone over to say something to her because after all...I do LOVE that show.
My sister (crumpets) was born on Nov. 1st and my father (Papa) was born on Nov. 5. As a Present this year my mother (Mom) decided to fly everyone out to New York to visit crumpets. The fact that my brother (Telly) and I were going to be there was a surprise for Papa. Let me tell you the surprise went off with a bang!! He was so shocked and happy that we were there.
All in all the weekend was going very well, We went out for some great meals, we had great conversations over drinks and then one morning (Saturday the 3rd to be exact)...(or I guess it was lunch to most people) we went to this Italian restaurant. The family had all been staying at different places over the weekend, I was staying at my friend Verena's house while my parents were at a Hotel and my siblings were at Crumpets house. Verena lives quite close to the restaurant that we ate at so surprisingly we were the first to arrive, which was kind of annoying because then she and I were in charge of putting in the name and neither of us knew how many people were coming so it was all very uncomfortable with the stupid hostess until the GM came up and handled it all with ease and patience. Verena and I stumbled to the back of the restaurant to seat ourselves at the table. As I finally settled myself in I looked across the room at the only table sitting in the back area and was overwhelmed with excitement...and fear. I turned to Verena and said "Don't look now, but Laurie and George from Real Housewives of Orange County are sitting at the table behind us".
The reason I was so excited was because I had just been watching a marathon of the show a couple days prior to this event, but the reason I was scared was because I was so taken aback by how horrible she looked. I mean...you sit there looking at her knowing she is human being but you just can't see that...her face has been mangled around so much that all I really see is that creepy face that Alec Baldwin makes in Beetlejuice. Her Hair is blonder than most and (maybe its because of the product she uses in her hair) her head is way too large. I mean she must have to get up pretty early to get herself ready because there was way too much time and care put into something that just doesn't please my eye.
Eventually Telly arrived and, like me, felt like he had been hit in the face with a sledge hammer as he cast his first gaze upon her. As he sits down next to me he whispers "I shouldn't have sat on this side because now I wont stop looking at her...But then again even if she weren't famous I would be looking at her horrible plastic surgery".
Laurie sat on her phone for a good 15 minutes while George sat there staring off into space (and sometimes over at our table), and then they finally left.
I was left wishing that the Real Housewife I had seen would be Vicki because then I would have definitely gone over to say something to her because after all...I do LOVE that show.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I Don't Speak Parseltongue
Dear God,
I'm Lost.
I am dying to blog, but I can't think of what I should blog about.
I mean what should i tell you.....
right now i am listening to Carrie Underwood's new song "So Small"...I have never listened to her before and the only reason i have this song is because of her stupid (yet wonderful) Target commercial. Plus my brother likes her so I thought I would give her a chance.
..................
My roommate called me yesterday...She sounded a lot more chipper than she normally does. I was out to lunch with a couple of friends (Alex and Matt). I asked her what was up and she replied in a very excited tone "So......I think I am going to get a snake!!!" ".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................okay." I replied, in an extremely bothered tone. You see I don't necessarily dislike snakes it's just that every now and then I have nightmares about snakes attacking me in my bed or in my room (this usually happens after I have been watching Animal Planet) so the thought of actually having one in the house is not something that i would accept with a positive attitude.
I don't think she liked my response.....but I didn't really care, and I also didn't really think she was serious about it but low and behold last night I came home late and sitting on the coffee table was a receipt from a pet store right next to my camera. I thought, Nah.....she couldn't have really done it. Then i went for the camera.......
The snake is the size of a worm......some would say that it's "harmless" or "just a garden snake", but i know better. I know that my little snake friend is sitting in its box in the room next to me planning its escape so that it can come and find me and eat me.
I feel like every day I am losing a little more of my masculinity.
Peter (or Petra)
I'm Lost.
I am dying to blog, but I can't think of what I should blog about.
I mean what should i tell you.....
right now i am listening to Carrie Underwood's new song "So Small"...I have never listened to her before and the only reason i have this song is because of her stupid (yet wonderful) Target commercial. Plus my brother likes her so I thought I would give her a chance.
..................
My roommate called me yesterday...She sounded a lot more chipper than she normally does. I was out to lunch with a couple of friends (Alex and Matt). I asked her what was up and she replied in a very excited tone "So......I think I am going to get a snake!!!" ".............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................okay." I replied, in an extremely bothered tone. You see I don't necessarily dislike snakes it's just that every now and then I have nightmares about snakes attacking me in my bed or in my room (this usually happens after I have been watching Animal Planet) so the thought of actually having one in the house is not something that i would accept with a positive attitude.
I don't think she liked my response.....but I didn't really care, and I also didn't really think she was serious about it but low and behold last night I came home late and sitting on the coffee table was a receipt from a pet store right next to my camera. I thought, Nah.....she couldn't have really done it. Then i went for the camera.......
The snake is the size of a worm......some would say that it's "harmless" or "just a garden snake", but i know better. I know that my little snake friend is sitting in its box in the room next to me planning its escape so that it can come and find me and eat me.
I feel like every day I am losing a little more of my masculinity.
Peter (or Petra)
Monday, October 22, 2007
Pieces Of Her
Dear God,
There is something about Ashlee Simpson that i just can't describe.....I love her....plain and simple!!!
You can make fun if you want....
I don't care. My love for her really has nothing to do with her music or her career. It is basically just because of her own celebrity. She isn't an IN YOUR FACE celebrity that you are forced to read about everyday. She shows her face every once in a while, but never do you see her shit-faced, walking out of a bar making some sort of scene that the paparazzi are going to want to watch and follow. She's got this thing down where she only shows up every few weeks so that I never really get tired of her and when I see her picture in a magazine I am relieved to see HER face and not the face of B. Spears or LiLo. Plus I get excited because she never fails to flaunt her staple look of fedora, long blonde wavy locks, pouty lips or ear to ear smirk (and she usually has Pete Wentz with her and he is fun to look at too).
I am trying to figure out if this post has a point........
.....okay i just remembered my point...........
....my point is that I saw Ashlee Simpson in person the other day (at a concert for a band that someone i mentioned in this post plays bass guitar for)...(don't make fun) and she couldn't have pleased me more with her presence. She had it all on her...every last piece:
The Fedora
The long blonde wavy locks
The New nose (I mean i loved the old one, but the new one looks great)
The ear to ear smirk (and sometimes a big clenched mouth smile)
The oversized top
and
The tights
Seeing her was the best part of that show. (I'm sorry Matt...Don't be mad) (be glad because this is the second time I have mentioned you in my blog)
There is something about Ashlee Simpson that i just can't describe.....I love her....plain and simple!!!
You can make fun if you want....
I don't care. My love for her really has nothing to do with her music or her career. It is basically just because of her own celebrity. She isn't an IN YOUR FACE celebrity that you are forced to read about everyday. She shows her face every once in a while, but never do you see her shit-faced, walking out of a bar making some sort of scene that the paparazzi are going to want to watch and follow. She's got this thing down where she only shows up every few weeks so that I never really get tired of her and when I see her picture in a magazine I am relieved to see HER face and not the face of B. Spears or LiLo. Plus I get excited because she never fails to flaunt her staple look of fedora, long blonde wavy locks, pouty lips or ear to ear smirk (and she usually has Pete Wentz with her and he is fun to look at too).
I am trying to figure out if this post has a point........
.....okay i just remembered my point...........
....my point is that I saw Ashlee Simpson in person the other day (at a concert for a band that someone i mentioned in this post plays bass guitar for)...(don't make fun) and she couldn't have pleased me more with her presence. She had it all on her...every last piece:
The Fedora
The long blonde wavy locks
The New nose (I mean i loved the old one, but the new one looks great)
The ear to ear smirk (and sometimes a big clenched mouth smile)
The oversized top
and
The tights
Seeing her was the best part of that show. (I'm sorry Matt...Don't be mad) (be glad because this is the second time I have mentioned you in my blog)
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