So, I decided to host the L Word premier at my place. Yes, I sure did. I have never, ever, hosted anything at my own place. I hate the thought of stressing and suddenly here I am doing just that. Want to know what I have in my fridge? BEER. I am definitely not going to cook and I am thinking of telling everyone that if they don't drink beer (I know of one for sure) to bring their own drink. ha ha ha.
So, on Saturday I plan on cleaning and buying some red pillows for my couch. I'm thinking of ordering pizza and letting peeps know: I AM ORDERING PIZZA and I DON'T LIKE PEPPERONI.
About the L-Word, I am seriously hoping the first episode kicks arse and isn't what everyone is showing on the net.
I AM SO GLAD THAT WHINY, CONNIVING, LITTLE TWIT IS DONE~! now if they can only bring Carmen back...
After much thought, I have finally decided what it is that I want for Christmas. The economy is really bad and I didn't want to add any strain upon you. You know I am an electronics, gadget freak....OK-OK, I won't lie, this has nothing to do with the economy...It is about lust. After watching Life last night and rewinding and re-watching and putting it on slow and freezing the frame, this is what I want for Christmas 2008:
I promise that I will do whatever it is you want! I promise to behave for the REST of the year, and not just through January. I promise to clean my apartment and I promise to not have impure thoughts when I see a pretty, sexy, or hot chick. Ok-Ok, I won't lie, I will still have an impure thought, but I promise to try NOT to. I promise to not show up at that one corner, on that particular time that you know who has to walk by. I promise to not stalk Sarah Shahi's myspace page. I promise that if you bring her to me I will maintain all of my senses and not have any impure thoughts. OK-OK! I am lying, but I promise to keep my hands to myself...OK-OK! I beg you to tie me up and then present her to me, that way she is safe. I promise to be celibate for the rest of the year, even if you brought Sarah Shahi back to me in the summer of 2009 I will NOT do a thing. OK-OK! I know that would be a hard one to keep, but PLEASE SANTA, I AM BEGGING YOU! ALL I WANT IS SARAH SHAHI FOR CHRISTMAS. I WILL VOLUNTEER AT AN OLD HOME, I WILL CALL MY MOM ON A REGULAR BASIS, I WILL HOLD NO IMPURE THOUGHTS AGAINST MY BOSS, I WILL BE NICE TO THE CHRISTIAN ZEALOTS. I WILL PROMISE TO BE PATIENT WHEN I READ THOSE DAMN MISSPELLED WORDS ON OTHER BLOGS I PROMISE TO BE NICE...AND TO FINISH READING THEM! I PROMISE! PLEASE! WHATEVER YOU WANT! WHATEVER PRICE, I WILL PAY! PLEASE?!
I was talking to the field producer and I made a comment about one of the main characters secretary being hot. Immediately as I said that, she was suppressing a facial reaction. I went back to my desk and then she came up to me and handed me a post it note: "DO YOU LIKE GIRLS?" It made me laugh, and she kept staring at me. So, I said, "NO....I LOVE THEM"
She went on to tell me that she was really surprised. She has known me since October and was really surprised. I was surprised that she was surprised. She then concluded that it must be my "long hair". I said, "oh do WE look a certain way?"
