Friday, September 30, 2005

Is it Friday already? You know something is seriously wrong when yesterday feels like Monday and you can barely remember September beginning let alone coming to an end. Time is flying. I am completely exhausted after the week i've had. i feel drained. thank god tomorrow night my parents are going to my uncle's new restaurant for dinner. my uncle was believed to be in the big house, but apparently he's been using his time to...start up a business? it's a mystery. but anyway, yes thank god i will have alone time for at least a little while. i am feeling an anti social week coming on, what with all the running around i've been doing. sometimes, simplicity is key. on a gross note: i have been waking up to wolf spiders (yes, keith, you were right.) in my basement every single morning. in my door way. in my bathroom mat. in the hallway. it's absolutely disgusting. they're huge, i like to refer to them as black widows. to top it off, it seems that 3 AM is the magic "wake up and toss and turn for 4 hours" hour, and if anyone saw the exorcism of emily rose they know how 3 AM wakeups can scare the bejesus out of you.

things i currently need:

gold ballet flats from payless. DEEE-lish.
to drink more water, i've been neglecting my favourite habit as of late.
a full day of wearing PJ's and not getting out of bed.
new jeans.

goodnight all. the degrassi post is still coming, i'm just laaaazy.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Check THIS out! I guess little Ms. Richie is Pixie Mixie afterall...and someone on the site cleverly points out that the names for the blind item characters correspond with their real names: Pixie Mixie: Nicole Richie....Morgan Mayhem: Lindsay Lohan...Ham Drum: DJ AM. Gotta say, looks like the rumours are true. Click the pic for more gossip!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Hm...holding $20 bill. Eyes suspiciously near closing. Appears as though the camera is not pleasing her at that particular moment. Let's all guess what Nicole Richie is doing?! Ok we all know she's a cokehead. I still love her. I don't know how her heart hasn't just up and stopped yet?

Monday, September 26, 2005

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I know it may seem strange, but I love this girl. I love her for her Twiggy look-alike anorexic colon-blow for breakfast lunch and dinner ways. I love her because she dumped Paris Hilton. I love her because she can wear a bangle as an armband. I love her because I'd give my left breast to look like her! She. is. hot. Yes, if I swung that way, I'd totally be into Nicole Richie. Hell, I don't swing that way and I'm into Nicole Richie! I was too lazy to do my homage to Degrassi, so I thought I'd post Nicole's photoshoot for 944 Magazine. I'm sure you'll tell me what you think.

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Sunday, September 25, 2005

I saw this movie tonight. Have you seen it? It was really good mostly. I'm a sucker for movies with very full casts and lots of intertwining stories that sort of meet up in the end. This one certainly fit that description. I also liked how it didn't really preach about who is right or wrong, and it even suggested in some scenes that racism is a natural feeling; sometimes you can be racist and be right, but that doesn't mean you can't be wrong either. Stereotypes, no matter how offensive, come from somewhere. We all do it because that's how we process information and make decisions. But that doesn't make it pleasant. I still hate racism, but maybe I hate the thing itself and not necessarily racist people after seeing this movie. God my film professor from University would love this. She was totally hot, she was rumoured to have banged one of the guys in The Guess Who. So, in honour of my "serious film" night and of missing University (hi Shaan!), this one is to J. Nicks, a hot film professor who's just plain hot. For those of you who read and actually like my bits of Canadiana, I just thought about how I've never posted anything Degrassi related. I have to! I freakin' love that show and Simon from the original series works for the same company I do! Only in Canada can you get a job with the same dude who was on a successful and beloved classic television show. Anyways, I'm going to bed. Night all! Cheers! Posted by Picasa

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Photo by Peter Costa, Niagara FallsFrom "Our Niagara", © 2004 The Regional Municipality of Niagara

Well I don't know about you, but Autumn (also known as Fall) is my favourite season. I love the Niagara Region because it actually has a lot of great places to enjoy the fall foliage and weather. If you're a horseback riding fan or just enjoy spending time with your pets like I do, all the better. The above photo was taken at Dufferin Island in Niagara Falls.
Some other ideas:
Merritt Island in Welland
Port Dalhousie (the pier is still really nice in fall!)
Shorthills hiking trails
the Bruce Trail
Glenridge Naturalization Site
Niagara Parkway in Niagara on the Lake
Decew Falls (some amazing views)
my house in Wainfleet! Seriously, come over, we'll feed the fish in the pond and make a bonfire and drink beer! Party at Sarah's! :)
I hope everyone's also enjoying the Food Festival this weekend or the Grape and Wine Festival - also this weekend. Yes, fall is a good time. A very romantic and melancholy season. I love romantic and melancholy. Enjoy it everyone, because winter is coming and I know they don't plow shit up in Wainfleet!Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, September 21, 2005


Exhibit A:

Ben Mulroney, son of former Prime Minister Brian Mulroney. He has publically admitted he had to go to school in the U.S. because his dad invented GST and everyone and their dog wanted to kick his ass. Current job: Most Annoying Television Host Ever on Canadian Idol.

Exhibit B:

Granted, some people really love Brian Mulroney. He is before my time. I came of age in the Jean Chrétien era. But I do know that Mulroney was controversial, you either loved or hated him and nothing in between. Anyway, apparently he told Peter C. Newman in "confidence" that he's the greatest Prime Minister ever and no one has accomplished what he has. If you're so smart, why are you telling a journalist all this?! And also, why did you have to pro-create? Your son is ANNOYING! Personally, if we're talking accomplishments, I like Pierre Trudeau. His wife AND kids were hot!

Monday, September 19, 2005

Well well well. Today was the 20th season premiere of Oprah. Did anyone else see that shit? Not very good I must say. First of all, Jennifer Aniston was supposed to be this big interview, and it was NOTHING! Not once did she even utter the name Brad...I can see her not talking about Angelina but I thought for sure Oprah would at least ask what everyone wants to know!?! "Do you want to straight up kill Angelina with a black stiletto heel to the eyeball?!" But I love Oprah to death and I always will and I don't care how much she kisses celebrity ass I will always love her! I always wanted to be Bette Midler when I was little, but ever since I was like 15 I wanted to be Oprah. She is the queen! I would SO love a show where I could bring on celebrities and crazy people all at the same time and still get away with pretending I care about helping them! I just want to hear all about your dirty laundry! That's a hot job. I'd be great at that because I have a lot of dirty laundry of my own and I am a good listener mostly and I am very empathetic. I could get down with crazy, rich, old, and young alike. I think I could take over Oprah's job. I could gain/lose the same 50 lbs. three times over if people really want an O clone! But seriously, I think Oprah definitely has the best job on earth and I wish I had it, that's for sure. I love to talk. If I could get paid to do it all the time, I'd basically be in heaven.
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Thursday, September 15, 2005


Wow, Melissa looked seriously hot in her many outfits of the evening....and Rex, poor thing, is still hot despite his crushing loss. Ok it wasn't that crushing, this is Canadian TV after all. Too bad he lives clear across the country from me or I'd throw him a loser's party for two.

God I hate Ben Mulroney. He's such a pansy. I mean, gay but won't admit it so it's just annoying. And at least Seacrest - another queen who won't admit it - is humorous! Ben is just plain vanilla, unfunny, and totally fake! When people get voted off he like practically licks their asses so they won't cry! Crying makes good TV let them cry if they want! Anyway, everyone looked hot, and congratulations to Melissa O'Neil...let's hope she has at least as much success as Kalan Porter, the last winner....and not Ryan Malcolm, whose career went down the shitter 5 minutes after the finale. Loves it!

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Well, I guess her pregnancy was real after all. The demon child had to come sometime. There was no stopping that shit. I guess congratulations are in order...but not from me, I'm waiting for that kid to start backtalking and impregnating women the world over like its father!

So, my brother moved in with his fiancée (i hate that word, but..) recently. which is great! I'm over here today for dinner and we're going out for my brother (Jeff)'s birthday, and I notice that the shade I like to call pink is everywhere! I'm choking on pink up in here! Pink sheets, curtains, bathmats, even pink blankets and slippers. It's amazing what some guys will do to keep their source of ass happy. lol I'm kidding I love you guys! I am a bridesmaid in their wedding. I can't wait! Hey, maybe I can convince her to let me wear a light pink disaster of a dress with a gargantuan crown like Jordan!

OMG I also heard the best news. And by best I mean salacious gossip that makes others feel bad and makes me feel good. So, my brother once dated this annoying girl for like 2 years. He broke up with her and she went insane and called his ass 10 times a day. Around the same time, I went out with this guy a few times who ended up standing me up and being generally really mean! Anyway, these two ended up getting together and of course my brother and I constantly trash talked that relationship even though we went on to have our own tormented love lives (separately from each other. i wouldn't date my brother this isn't Kentucky!) Turns out, the Boy is cheating on the Girl now with some crazy chick he works with! I know, it's mean and considering it was ages ago I shouldn't still take pleasure from this, but nuts to mental health! That shit is funny!

Ok, I better get my ass off the computer and out the door before everyone leaves me. Night all!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Who's going to win Canadian Idol? Calgary's Melissa O'Neil or Newfoundland-Labrador's Rex Goudie...All I have to say is: I didn't even know their names until recently. But I did watch quite a lot this year and I hope Melissa wins. I dig her. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, September 11, 2005

"Somewhere, the hurting must stop" -- Terry Fox

Terry Fox inspired this nation with his dream - his Marathon of Hope - a cross-Canada run to raise money for cancer research. This courageous young man from Port Coquitlam, British Columbia, knew only too well the ravages of cancer - because in 1977 at 18 he had lost his right leg to the disease. And etched in his mind was the pain and suffering on the faces of other cancer victims. Determined not to leave this "world of miracles" before a cure had been found, he planned his 5,300-mile marathon.

After dipping his foot in the Atlantic, he began his epic Marathon of Hope in St. John's Newfoundland on April 12, 1980. Running 26 miles a day, this outstanding young athlete had conquered five provinces by the time had had reached Ontario In June. Then, at mile number 3,339, recurring cancer forced him to give up his run. On September 1, 1980, Terry ended his Marathon of Hope in Thunder Bay, Ontario. But, through his perseverance in the face of overwhelming odds, he inspired an outpouring of immense national pride and a flood of $24 million for cancer research. Terry Fox inspired an entire generation of Canadians with his determination and devotion.

The summer of 1980 will never be forgotten by Canadians who were there, and every school aged child in Canada has run the Terry Fox Run every year from pre-school to Grade 12 (or OAC is it was for me). He was voted the most famous Canadian of the 20th century in an unofficial opinion poll, and several movies have been made on the life of Terry Fox - including this year's starring Shawn Ashmore called Terry. Every Canadian kid imitated Terry's hop-run before they knew better, and every Canadian girl wanted to marry Terry. He's definiteyl the most famous and beloved Canadian to ever live.

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A day to remember....I hope no one died in vain.

There's a lot I could say about 9/11 and about the course of action the United States has taken since. But my opinion really means shit to the people who died, and having been to Ground Zero I can say that even I was speechless at the actual gravity of what must have happened to take down two buildings of that magnitude. So, all I will say is let's hope the lessons that need to be learned from it get learned, and that thousands of people died only to end war, not start it.

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Saturday, September 10, 2005

La douleur divine j'en ai assez. Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 09, 2005


I thought Bush bashing had lost its luster for a while there....turns out: NOPE!

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

OK! Magazine sucks. What kind of celebrity magazine can be good when they pay for interviews and people can control what is written. Can you even call that gossip? It's more like self promotion. Which, of course, is what celebrities do on their own time, but not in my gossip mags! Bitches! I'm sure I'll get in trouble for this post, somehow.

Monday, September 05, 2005


Nicole Richie always looks hot when she is photographed leaving the gym. Granted, it is highly questionable as to whether or not she actually works out since I'm pretty sure it's hard to do so much as make a peace sign with nothing but lettuce and chocolate ex-lax in your stomach. But clearly that's neither here nor there. I do not look hot leaving the gym. Especially when I'm limping to my car. Today, Stacy made me do some crazy shit. He apparently believes that his definition of "build up slowly" is the same as mine. In fact, it is not. But that's cool, I pay the man to make me do whatever he thinks I should do. And I do it with a smile - and sometimes a gasp for breath. Stacy and Joanna are hot. I'm telling you, if Joanna could jump on my back and come everywhere with me I'd take her. I love her. She sends me hilarious motivational e-mails that say things like "try to stay away from fruit for a while, all that sugar!". Anyway, after meeting with Stacy I had to get gas, so I stopped at Sunoco on Bunting and paid $52 to fill up the Tullster. On what planet is $52 worth three or four days of driving back and forth to work? I wanted to slit my wrists with my credit card at that very moment. Then, as I'm leaving the store with my beloved raspberry Aquafina, I find that Stacy has somehow managed to immobilize my left leg and I almost trip out the door on to my face.

I'm diggin that summer's over. I love the fall, it's a very romantical season what with the warm colours and leaves and such. I love going to the pumpkin patch and playing in the pumpkins. At W's farm they always have funny pumpkin sculptures that move and such. Also, every woman knows that fall was created as a gift to those who love clothes. mmm clothes. Yes, fall is hot. I love going for long walks in fall. My favourite thing in the entire world is September sunsets.

Tomorrow: Elton John concert. Elton John is a hot bitch. I don't know any other man more fabulous than Elton. Ok I'm lying, but still he's such a delicious trainwreck.

Good luck to anyone who is starting school by the way! Relish it, because post grad panic doesn't take long to set in.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Relationships have more to do with chemistry than anything else, I'm convinced. Sure, people date for tons of other reasons - money, status, etc. - but in normal, everyday life, most people can't be with someone they aren't attracted to. And I don't just mean sexually, though that's a big part of it, I just mean in general. So, if you start dating someone new and it seems sort of...stale...and you can't really put your finger on why, it's probably because there's no chemistry. Forcing it is absolutely pointless.

But, as a good friend of mine once pointed out, what if you are naturally programmed to be attracted to the wrong type of person? Say, for example, you like people who treat you like crap as my friend claimed he did. Does that mean you're destined to only ever date people who treat you like crap? And if you don't, does that mean you'll never feel the heat in a relationship ever again?

It's all so confusing. I thought I was in love for a long time, and he turned out to be the wrong guy. I really wanted things to work out with the Boy, but I'm just not feelin' it. I'm fine being alone, I've never really been scared to be single. I always kind of enjoyed being able to sleep an entire day away or go to the movies alone if I wanted to. But, the message that you should be in a relationship (and have a successful career, hot body, retirement savings, house, car, and nursery just incase!) are everywhere. Even Sienna Miller is taking Jude Law back after he humiliated her by shagging the nanny (the na. nny.). My brother is getting married, and his fiancée's family was over last night. It was very nice, and I love her and I'm so glad for them both, but I couldn't help but feel like people were wondering when I'd get shacked up and married. I wonder if it was because people asked me where my boyfriend was? Could be. The Boy I loved...he is living with someone new. I can't help but feel a little bit like the years we spent together were not as important to him as they were to me. If they were, how could he just live with someone else in the wake of a painful breakup? But apparently, it's not just him. It's everywhere.

I guess I just want to wait for the borderline-retarded inducing feelings of falling in love again. Otherwise, why take time out of my busy reading trashy celebrity gossip magazines with my head hanging off the side of the bed schedule?

My Ode to St. Elmo's Fire...

I am absolutely obsessed with this movie right now. I was always curious about it since I love 80's movies and had heard so much about this one in particular. There's even an E! True Hollywood Story on the making of the film. Anyway, I know that being as it stars Emilio Estevez - what 80's movie doesn't? - and all the other Brat Pack 80's stars, it has a bad rap. But it's SUCH a great movie! They do not make movies like this anymore at all. They just don't. Although, maybe that's because there will never be another decade like the 80's. The fact that the 80's were so decadent and excessive even without cell phones and the internet made for a very pungeant mix. All big hair and bad clothes and cocaine. The characters have so many flaws, and yet the tone of the movie is so even throughout, and there are always reasons to relate and even like the characters. I hate movies today. Oh, and Rob Lowe, whom I don't even find attractive as he is today, is sooOOooOOoooo hot in this one. And the music in it is an original score, and it's actually pretty good!
Also, my brother's fiancée's family came over tonight for a barbecue. I'll post the photos soon, it was really fun. We all got along smashingly and had a lovely bonfire after dinner.
Some great St. Elmo's Fire Trivia/Facts/Quotes:
Minor Roles
Dale - Andie McDowell (a beautiful doctor)
Primary Roles
Kirby/Kirbo - Emilio Estevez (he's obsessed with Dale the entire movie and you never get a sense that he's completely sane or completely insane. just really, really obsessed.)
Leslie - Ally Sheedy (preppy, career-driven, dating Alec)
Alec - Judd Nelson (politician in training, the most together of them all and they all worship him)
Kevin - Andrew McCarthy (angry writer, and totally in love with Leslie)
Billy Hicks - Rob Lowe (the quintessential hot bad boy. Like, can't keep a job has a wife and a kid but has sex with anything that moves drinks and drives borrows money and never pays it back plays in a band and thinks he's still 18 bad.)
Wendy - Mare Cunningham (thinks she's fat and would sell her soul to Lucifer himself if Billy would pay attention to her)
Jules - Demi Moore (slutty cokehead with massive debt, but always looks totally fabulous)
Random Facts about St. Elmo's Fire:
Throughout the movie the cast often does this thing when they're in a good mood where they go "Boogada Boogada Boogada HA HA HA!!"....It's never once explained why or what it's in reference to. Apparently, it wasn't in the original script but the cast started doing it on set, so the director later put it in the script to underscore their closeness and history.
Andrew McCarthy's character, Kevin, has some of the wittiest and funniest lines in the film. Turns out, they were lifted directly from Merle Kessler's infamous character Ian Shoales - from Duck's Breath Mystery Theatre - who is a fictional pop-culture critic. "Special Thanks" are given in the credits to Duck's Breath Mystery Theatre but the specific lines are never credited to Merle Kessler.
The characters all attended Georgetown University together. After reading the script, Georgetown University administrators refused to allow producers to film on campus, so the on-campus scenes were filmed at the University of Maryland. No Georgetown University buildings appear in the film, and even though Georgetown refused to be a part of the film, the director felt strongly about keeping Georgetown University in the script.
St. Elmo's Bar is based on The Tombs, a popular watering hole with Georgetown University students. For exterior shots, a full street set built at Universal Studios in L.A was used.
The character of Wendy, played by Mare Winningham, was originally supposed to be a cute, blue-blooded girl who is totally in love with Billy. However, Mare got pregnant before filming and to keep her in the film Joel Schumacher decided to tweak the character of Wendy as (ironically) virginal and totally insecure about her weight. It ended up being a great decision.
Rob Lowe won the Razzie Award (the answer to the Oscars, for the worst actors/movies) for Worst Supporting Actor in a film in 1986. I don't know why. He was hot as Billy the Kid!
And incase you were wondering (you probably weren't but that's why I love blogs)...St. Elmo's fire is a plasma (i.e. a hot, ionized gas) that forms arounds the tips of raised, pointed conductors during thunderstorms. It is known as a corona discharge or point discharge to physicists. The few people that have had the privilege of viewing an actual St. Elmo's fire have given various descriptions. It has been seen with different physical characteristics depending on the conditions of the viewing. It could be blue to bluish-white, silent to emitting a hissing sound, and ghostly to solid. Some people belive that the Hindenburg was ignited by St. Elmo's fire in 1937, however this theory has yet to be proven.
Quotes from St. Elmo's Fire:
Kevin: Marriage is a concept invented by people who were lucky to make it to 20 without being eaten by dinosaurs. Marriage is obsolete.
Alec: Dinosaurs are obsolete. Marriage is still around.
Kevin: How come you never ask me if I want a date?
Prostitute: Cause I thought you were gay.
Jules: Alec, I'm at the Van Buren hotel and I'm with these Arabs and they've been forcing me to do coke all night. Now, I don't understand much Arabic but I think I heard the words for gang bang.
Wendy: Our real purpose is to get you off welfare and train you in a skilled profession, now do you have any interest in the janitorial field?
Welfare recipient: Just give me my cheque.

There are certain words that my mom finds too horrible to utter so she whispers them. You'll get used to it.
Wendy's mom: Have you heard about Betty Rothburg? *whispers* Cancer! Say, Billy, where did you meet Wendy again?
Billy: *whispers* Prison.

Kirby: I always thought we'd be friends forever.
Kevin: Yeah, well forever got a lot shorter all of a sudden.
Wendy: We're really worried about this affair with your boss.
Jules: Ladies, this is the 80's. So, I bop him for a couple of years, get his job when he gets his hands caught in the vault, do a black mink ad, retire in utter disgrace, then write a best seller and be a fabulous host on my own talk show...
Alec: You're being arrested for drunk driving.
Billy: Drunk definitely, I don't know if you could call it driving.
Billy: The wet look is in, asshole.
Alec: That's Mr. Asshole to you.
Jules: Don't you enjoy anything anymore... like girls?
Kevin: I enjoy being afraid of Russia. It's a harmless fear, but it makes America feel better, Russia gets an inflated sense of national worth from our paranoia. How's that?
Billy: Jules, y'know, honey... this isn't real. You know what it is? It's St. Elmo's Fire. Electric flashes of light that appear in dark skies out of nowhere. Sailors would guide entire journeys by it, but the joke was on them... there was no fire. There wasn't even a St. Elmo. They made it up. They made it up because they thought they needed it to keep them going when times got tough, just like you're making up all of this. We're all going through this. It's our time at the edge.
Leslie: Men... Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em.
Alec: You walked out on this relationship.
Leslie: I didn't walk out. You walked out.
Alec: You fucked Kevin!
Leslie: You fucked many!
Alec: Nameless, faceless many.
Leslie: Thank you. I feel much better now.
Dale: Kirby! How are you?
Kirby: I'm obsessed thank you very much.
Kirby: It's true love, my friend.
Kevin: Love, love, you know what love is? Love is an illusion created by lawyer types like yourself to perpetuate another illusion called marriage to create the reality of divorce and then the illusionary need for divorce lawyers.

Kirby: There are several quintessential moments in a man's life: losing his virginity, getting married, becoming a father, and having the right girl smile at you.
Wendy: No diet works. The only way to lose weight in the thighs is amputation.
Jules: I thought you were taking steps to phase out everything that wasn't working in your life. Wendy: That doesn't leave much.
Kevin: You know Jules, there is the brink of insanity and then there is the abyss, which obviously you have fallen into.
Kirby: Why do they put ice in the urinals?
Kevin: It tastes better
Kirby: Bah Dum bum ching.
Leslie: Alec is becoming a Republican... and he wants to get *married!* Oh, my God!
Jules: I always *knew* he was a Republican!
Billy: So you lost your job? I've lost twenty of them since graduation. Plus a wife and kid. And, in a new development this morning, a handful of hair in the shower drain.
Leslie: How's Howie?
Wendy: Oh well, I wouldn't say my father's trying to bribe me, but he did offer me a Chrysler Lebaron convertible if I get engaged to Howie.
Jules: Have you fucked him yet?
Wendy: Jules!... God.
Jules: Listen... get the car, fuck him, and if you don't like it you can break the engagement... And then you can still fuck him.
Billy: It ain't a party till something gets broken.
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Friday, September 02, 2005

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But, I must warn you, I do not know the merits of truth in the first sentence of the post. What I do know is that a) mainstream American media is an absolute disgrace. Journalism no longer exists. Sensationalism lives. And b) regardless of the issue of race or class, the people who are suffering right now in the wake of the hurricane are undoubtedly impoverished people. People who had nowhere to go, and no means to get there even if they wanted to. American hypocracy is finally glaringly obvious to Americans themselves - about damn time! the rest of the world knew it all along - and unfortunately, it's at the hands of the lower class. And on the issue of race, you can not tell me that Bush wouldn't be in there faster than he could say weapons of mass destruction if this were an upper class white area - please see September 11, 2001 in NYC. This area is predominantly black, and people are dying in the streets, even in their attics. When President Bush is finally out of office and the history books start recording the shit stain that was his presidency, maybe people will finally ask themselves what the hell they were thinking voting him in a second time. The first time was highly debatable, but there was no mistaking the American people's choice the second time around. They have no one to blame but themselves right now. Politics makes me angry people.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

oooooh yeeeea. Scott Speedman is 30 and I wish I was his Marilyn Monroe! I'm sick today, bleh :( Posted by Picasa