My coffee is now cold as I haven’t drunk it yet. My friend got captured in Nevada, and being as I haven’t had my coffee yet, I hooked up a water pistol to an RC truck and tried to steer it to Nevada whilst sitting here playing the game I haven’t reviewed yet… I’m now watching the RC hitchike on the muffler of a low rider as it heads North on I5. Sorry Ben. Next time get taken hostage after I’ve had my morning brew.

I watched Hard Candy last night- pretty good film, it lacked some answers, but the writing was impressive.

…and more coffee and that’s all I need.

Current Mood: Amused

Maybe I purposely put this one in my head… It’s FUN and slightly annoying.

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Current Mood: bouncey

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I am sitting here.

In The Land of Women is in my DVD player… playing.

I plan on rewinding it to watch all the scenes I’ve missed because instead I’m watching…

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…this.

My mother contacted me and they’re going to be coming down here for the holiday. The last time that happened… was never.

I’m wishing my comedy would arrive in the mail from Netflix- Just Friends. Tomorrow night that’s what I’ll be viewing.

In the meantime… not many things are going on with me.

The work week has ended. The weekend has begun. And it’s really quiet right now.

My sentences are choppy. I’ll call it art out loud, in my head I’ll truthfully call it laziness. I’ll write more fluent tomorrow, but for now it’s today.

I will now skip backwards the DVD scenes, and I’m quite certain I’ll get lost in a thought again, or a non thought, and skip back the DVD some more.

For those who don’t visit the AG site: According to a report in Reuters, Barbie remains number one in the list for girls’ holiday wishes for the fifth year in a row and boys are going more high tech.

I feel like brushing off my soap box (again). For those who wish not to roll your eyes, please stop reading… NOW. 

Listen Mattel, obviously you have females brainwashed some how and they turn into Real World contestants and party girls. Just looking at your latest dolls show why: Barbie entered the dark seeded world of meth and prostitution. I’m not quite sure how it happened because for a while she was working at NASA and also moonlighting in the medical industry. Please tell us her story. Did someone slip her a mickey and she woke up in a brothel? Finally able to escape, she was penniless and needed to strip (oh I’m sorry- dance exotically) to feed herself, her cosmetic surgery addiction and her drug habit. Obviously unable to maintain a healthy relationship with her on and off again beau (I’m curious as to if it sent her over the edge) she wound up throwing away her briefcases, astronaut suits, medical bags and instead took a crash course in limo hot tubs .

You’ve got the consumer world by the (um, that place down there…) and it boggles my mind as to why you’re not using it for a greater good. Instead of teaching girls how to twirl and dance in hopes of turning them into a tortured ballerina (and let’s face it, they’ll wind using those skills to slither around poles for cash); create programs or toys designed to teach them about robotics (seriously- a robot Barbie that they can build would be awesome), computer programming (something in which they aren’t always an end user would truly prep them for their future), how to build a computer (make it stereo-typical pink if you must- although studies show that my gender does prefer silver, black, red and blue) or develop some other way to get them to create and use their minds.  Help them so that their after school jobs can go towards an education instead of an eating disorder clinic, drug rehab or breast augmentation surgery.

As Black Friday approaches: For those buying gifts for young girls this year, if you’re going to buy into the continued Barbie hype, at least lop off her head and stick it onto an Autobot or one of those laser tag helicopters. I mean seriously, I’m tingling just thinking about it!

I am now stepping off my soap box and putting it away so I can cut off some Barbie heads. I suggest you do the same as it sounds like a ton of fun. You don’t even have to do anything further with the heads, or perhaps you can just cut them off and place them on tooth picks for a pretty cool medieval shoebox diorama!

My latest AG Post:
We at AG thought it’d be a good idea to throw in random lists to keep us sane during this time of year as it tends to be hectic or annoying whether you recognize the holidays or not. My first list is to assist those trying to end a relationship when words just don’t seem to work.

1. A copy of “He’s Just Not That Into You” and “It’s Called a Break-Up Because It’s Broken” (good for either gender)
2. A DVD of Sybil, with a card that reads, “It reminded me of you.”
3. A paid membership to an online dating site… and make sure to say, “It was a buy one get one free deal.”
4. A” For New Years Eve” basket filled with slippers, a single bowl, a single spoon, flannel pajama’s, a  bottle of Vodka, a box of Kleenex, and a coupon for a small container of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream.
5. An embroidered pillow that reads, “Better Luck Next Time”
6. A little black book filled with phone numbers of their preferred gender. When they look confused, reassure them, “Oh it’s not for now, it’s for after the holidays.”
7. Adopt them a pet you’re allergic to.
8. A ticket to a singles cruise far far far away from there.
9. A picture of you in a frame with the engraving “My Ex”
10. A T-Shirt that reads “My boy/girl friend broke up with me and all I got was this lousy t-shirt”

Current Mood: Amused

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Back to writing now.

ATTENTION: No phone calls or IM’s please. Currently I’m wanting to churn out articles and just kind of be in my mind for a little bit. For those who know why and wish to say, “Just get over it… let it go…” Ummm bite me. I can reflect if I want to and I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by people contacting me. I have room for talking with one friend and absolutely no suitors.

Uh, no offense? 

Yesterday was a perfect day. A day that for numorous reasons I’ll hold dear within myself.

I’ll remember it with no regret as I tasted a forgotten feeling.

I knew that because I didn’t want it to go away, it had to.

With all days there is an end. It’s best to leave when there’s an azure sky and the warmth is still comforting your skin, than to allow the clouds to come and destroy a delightful memory.