Current mood: drained
Groom? Check.
Flowers? Check.
Dress? Check.
Ceremony and reception site? Check.
DJ? Check.
Photographer? Check.
Going slightly bridezilla on dad for not keeping up with his end of the bargain? Check.
Eeh, my wedding shower is today, that means my wedding is in less than 60 days, and my free time slowly and slowly dissapates into nothingness and despair. Every evening, some thing needs attention, every weekend there's something else. Where oh where did my free life go? Oh where or where did it go? Like to make plans with me? It probably should be on a Tuesday, in October. I was never that little girl that danced around with the pillowcase dreaming to marry the boys. Hell, we've been together 8 years. Just wanted to do it up nice, for us, for the family. It's fun doing it, but it will be weird when it is over to not have a three page to-do list.
Other than that I am really looking forward to the shower, it will be nice to see the family and I think it's going to be a lot of fun!!!
And all you folks that tell me to elope? TOO LATE, deposits have been paid!
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Twenty-Eight
Current mood: giddy
So I'm twenty eight. Not twenty seven anymore or even twenty four. Twenty Eight. Just 700 something short days of THIRTY. Sigh.
Nothing was wrong with Twenty four, why can't I stay there? Even twenty-six? You're far from twenty-one, far from THIRTY.
Ho hum.
Twenty-eight.
Oh and my wonderful thoughtful parents came and brought birthday cake on the 4th and we did a little birthday thing, but my mom forgot to put candles on the cake or sing or anything which I don't like people singing to me anyway so that's fine. But as she's leaving she hands me the candles. A two and an eight. So I took them to vegas with me. Everything I ate that day got the 28 stuck in it and lit. I'm using these bitches by god. Pancakes were stuck, lit on fire and blown out. Fettucine Alfredo, and then stuck in the top of a couple wine pitchers. It was pretty fun.
Damn twenty-eight.
So I'm twenty eight. Not twenty seven anymore or even twenty four. Twenty Eight. Just 700 something short days of THIRTY. Sigh.
Nothing was wrong with Twenty four, why can't I stay there? Even twenty-six? You're far from twenty-one, far from THIRTY.
Ho hum.
Twenty-eight.
Oh and my wonderful thoughtful parents came and brought birthday cake on the 4th and we did a little birthday thing, but my mom forgot to put candles on the cake or sing or anything which I don't like people singing to me anyway so that's fine. But as she's leaving she hands me the candles. A two and an eight. So I took them to vegas with me. Everything I ate that day got the 28 stuck in it and lit. I'm using these bitches by god. Pancakes were stuck, lit on fire and blown out. Fettucine Alfredo, and then stuck in the top of a couple wine pitchers. It was pretty fun.
Damn twenty-eight.
Chasing the Spin
Whoooeee! VEGAS! is CRAZY! So if you haven't been there, go there. Now. Get up, c'mon, go. It's like an adult theme park, there's nothing like it in the world. It's so big in every sense of the word. And it is money baby, money. Everything smells like money. Every path is a secret rouse to get your money. But there's this game, "WHEEL OF FORTUNE" where you get to "spin the wheel" when it lands on a certain image, and when you "spin the wheel" you get anywhere from 25 coins to 1,000. So you sit there, chasing the $1,000 and getting 60 or 40. But once I did get 200! And then gave it all back, and then some... chasing the spin.
And it's HOT! I LOVE it hot. Like 100 degrees every day, it was perfect. We stayed at the Venetian and seriously, the bathroom was bigger than the last TWO hotel rooms I stayed in. (to be fair one was in London, the other in Florence, but seriously!?)
Oh, and I'm the cooler. If you don't know the reference look up the movie "The Cooler." Nothing will make you lose money faster than me standing beside you. Lookie, there I am! Oh, there goes your money. Damon only won when I was in the bathroom or not looking. When I was watching he was bleeding quarters. Dammit all to hell, but I am the cooler.
But that's Vegas, baby, Vegas!
And it's HOT! I LOVE it hot. Like 100 degrees every day, it was perfect. We stayed at the Venetian and seriously, the bathroom was bigger than the last TWO hotel rooms I stayed in. (to be fair one was in London, the other in Florence, but seriously!?)
Oh, and I'm the cooler. If you don't know the reference look up the movie "The Cooler." Nothing will make you lose money faster than me standing beside you. Lookie, there I am! Oh, there goes your money. Damon only won when I was in the bathroom or not looking. When I was watching he was bleeding quarters. Dammit all to hell, but I am the cooler.
But that's Vegas, baby, Vegas!
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Anderson Cooper and the Daily Show
Current mood: crazy
Holy crapolie,
Anderson Cooper (one of the three people in the world I'd most like to meet) was just on the Daily Show with Jon Stewart (another of the three people in the world I'd most like to meet). It almost made my head explode. Anderson is so friggin cool, I don't think I'm all that hot for him, but he's more like an idol. An Icon, if I may, of what Journalism should be and someone you can idol, unlike those American Idols or those little girls that once wanted to be just like Britney Spears (boy did she hit the wall!) So, yeah it was awesome.
Side note on the Daily Show. Jon Stewart is also an idol of Journalism and one of the 7 gods. However! Though Steven Colbert is obviously supported by Jon Stewart and the Daily Show, how come when I watch the Colbert Report, I oddly feel somewhat shameful and dirty as if I had somehow been cheating on Jon Stewart. What if the ratings of the Daily Show go down because of the Colbert Report and somehow the CR replaces the Daily Show?! Oh how shameful of me to have supported such a thing! I deserve a stern scolding for that one. Sorry Jon Stewart, you are my one and only (and you too Anderson...)
Holy crapolie,
Anderson Cooper (one of the three people in the world I'd most like to meet) was just on the Daily Show with Jon Stewart (another of the three people in the world I'd most like to meet). It almost made my head explode. Anderson is so friggin cool, I don't think I'm all that hot for him, but he's more like an idol. An Icon, if I may, of what Journalism should be and someone you can idol, unlike those American Idols or those little girls that once wanted to be just like Britney Spears (boy did she hit the wall!) So, yeah it was awesome.
Side note on the Daily Show. Jon Stewart is also an idol of Journalism and one of the 7 gods. However! Though Steven Colbert is obviously supported by Jon Stewart and the Daily Show, how come when I watch the Colbert Report, I oddly feel somewhat shameful and dirty as if I had somehow been cheating on Jon Stewart. What if the ratings of the Daily Show go down because of the Colbert Report and somehow the CR replaces the Daily Show?! Oh how shameful of me to have supported such a thing! I deserve a stern scolding for that one. Sorry Jon Stewart, you are my one and only (and you too Anderson...)
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Johnny Vegas
Current mood: bouncy
I'm going to Vegas!
I was once in Vegas for a layover and I was walking around and this payphone was ringing. So I look at it, people around it tell me to answer it.. I pick up the receiver and say the first thing that comes to my mind... "VEGAS" can I help you?
Who it was and the rest of the conversation are just not as entertaining as answering "Vegas" to a random ringing payphone while in Vegas. I am so clever it hurts.
So yes, I'm going to Vegas and I'm staying at the Venetian from July 6-9 and I'm so excited! I'm gonna see the Bellagio fountains and lose money and wander around casinos as big as the town I live in. Yeehah! It's so gonna kick ass.
I'm going to Vegas!
I was once in Vegas for a layover and I was walking around and this payphone was ringing. So I look at it, people around it tell me to answer it.. I pick up the receiver and say the first thing that comes to my mind... "VEGAS" can I help you?
Who it was and the rest of the conversation are just not as entertaining as answering "Vegas" to a random ringing payphone while in Vegas. I am so clever it hurts.
So yes, I'm going to Vegas and I'm staying at the Venetian from July 6-9 and I'm so excited! I'm gonna see the Bellagio fountains and lose money and wander around casinos as big as the town I live in. Yeehah! It's so gonna kick ass.
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