where in the world is sisqo?
...seriously, did he retire after the thong song and the collabo with will smith on wild wild west?
she........had...........DUMPS LIKE A TRUCK TRUCK TRUCK!!
THIGHS LIKE WHAT WHAT WHAT!!!
BABY MOVE YOUR BUTT BUTT BUTT!!!!!!
The "Golden Girls" theme just started playing on iTunes. Why didn't I get into randomizing my playlist sooner, this is brilliant.
Gotta love Ed Kennedy for telling Rummy to resign, with a baseball metaphor nontheless. But the best thing is that Rumsfeld responded by saying he already tried to resign twice but Dubya was the one who wouldn't let him go.
...everyone's trying to abandon ship, this is why I love politics (sometimes). It's all so RIIIDIIICCCCC.
So, there's a ginormous collection of Architechtural Digest magazines in this house, and I've become addicted to sitting outside w/ iced caramel macchiato + flipping through them and admiring the subtlties of interior design. Woman-in-her-30's-trapped-inside-an-18-year-old's-body much? Very much so, but we all knew this already.
I ended up not sleeping thursday night, stayed up to witness the most gorgeous morning (usually I'm up mid-day); I sat out on the balcony in a sleeping bag and wrapped myself up in a throw and just wrote and semi-meditated. Then I started hallucinating I was in Alaska...something about hearing little charter planes fly by, and train whistles (I didn't know there were legit trains in Jersey...maybe there aren't, and I'm just crazy) The breeze, everything about the morning was screaming "ALASKAAAA!!!"
Twas fabulous. Also at that point I was pretty out of it so everything seemed kind of nice and pretty and "wheee".
Kate Winslet is a goddesssssss in the new Vogue. And Angelina in the W spread = SEX (in really hot heels).
...and I just don't think Brad is anything to write home about. But Kate, on the other hand.....no words, except 'gawwwgeous'.
And that's my celebrity blabber for the day.
Sitting outside of Starbucks today, I was once again somehow sitting near obnoxious starbucks-goers. This time they came in the form of a bickering married couple (not annoying korean teenage girls). Okay maybe bickering doesn't do it justice, it was more of a full-blown argument, which got pretty loud at some points. Arguing over money and I think the guy was accusing the woman of cheating on him. Whatever, just listening to them made me never want to hear/use "fuck" again, they made it seem like "fuck" was the new "the" or "a"....I never want to find myself in a relationship/marriage in which the two people involved disrespect each other to that extent. It was upsetting to witness. Thank god for the iPod. And the chorus to Missy Elliot's "Gossip Folk"....WA ZOOM ZOOM ZEEEEE (yeah I don't know wtf she's saying there)
and....on that note...SO LONG, FAREWELL, AUDVEEJFDFHWKJFAYWYE ADIEU!
(sound of music reference for those who are thinking I'm clinically insane...which, actually, I very well could be.)
she........had...........DUMPS LIKE A TRUCK TRUCK TRUCK!!
THIGHS LIKE WHAT WHAT WHAT!!!
BABY MOVE YOUR BUTT BUTT BUTT!!!!!!
The "Golden Girls" theme just started playing on iTunes. Why didn't I get into randomizing my playlist sooner, this is brilliant.
Gotta love Ed Kennedy for telling Rummy to resign, with a baseball metaphor nontheless. But the best thing is that Rumsfeld responded by saying he already tried to resign twice but Dubya was the one who wouldn't let him go.
...everyone's trying to abandon ship, this is why I love politics (sometimes). It's all so RIIIDIIICCCCC.
So, there's a ginormous collection of Architechtural Digest magazines in this house, and I've become addicted to sitting outside w/ iced caramel macchiato + flipping through them and admiring the subtlties of interior design. Woman-in-her-30's-trapped-inside-an-18-year-old's-body much? Very much so, but we all knew this already.
I ended up not sleeping thursday night, stayed up to witness the most gorgeous morning (usually I'm up mid-day); I sat out on the balcony in a sleeping bag and wrapped myself up in a throw and just wrote and semi-meditated. Then I started hallucinating I was in Alaska...something about hearing little charter planes fly by, and train whistles (I didn't know there were legit trains in Jersey...maybe there aren't, and I'm just crazy) The breeze, everything about the morning was screaming "ALASKAAAA!!!"
Twas fabulous. Also at that point I was pretty out of it so everything seemed kind of nice and pretty and "wheee".
Kate Winslet is a goddesssssss in the new Vogue. And Angelina in the W spread = SEX (in really hot heels).
...and I just don't think Brad is anything to write home about. But Kate, on the other hand.....no words, except 'gawwwgeous'.
And that's my celebrity blabber for the day.
Sitting outside of Starbucks today, I was once again somehow sitting near obnoxious starbucks-goers. This time they came in the form of a bickering married couple (not annoying korean teenage girls). Okay maybe bickering doesn't do it justice, it was more of a full-blown argument, which got pretty loud at some points. Arguing over money and I think the guy was accusing the woman of cheating on him. Whatever, just listening to them made me never want to hear/use "fuck" again, they made it seem like "fuck" was the new "the" or "a"....I never want to find myself in a relationship/marriage in which the two people involved disrespect each other to that extent. It was upsetting to witness. Thank god for the iPod. And the chorus to Missy Elliot's "Gossip Folk"....WA ZOOM ZOOM ZEEEEE (yeah I don't know wtf she's saying there)
and....on that note...SO LONG, FAREWELL, AUDVEEJFDFHWKJFAYWYE ADIEU!
(sound of music reference for those who are thinking I'm clinically insane...which, actually, I very well could be.)
posted by Deb Oh at 11:24 PM
1 Comments:
sisqo was the ish. you must hear his other song "unleash the dragon" and yes, that is a not-so-nubtle reference to erm, yeah.
love, your manager
so glad we caught up, dear. blessings.
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