Girl With 3 EEEs

I know, I know - I'm late. So sorry, but I was so excited about the holiday that I fell asleep early yesterday, and my lazy ass didn't take the time out to update. My apologies...

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So, I'm going to be starting a new segment called Netflix Roundup, or some snarky form of that phrase. Each week (I guess each Wednesday, since I was too lazy to do it Mon or Tue), I will review my netflix offerings from the previous weekend. I do not have cable, or regular TV channels for that matter, so I am an avid Netflix subscriber - 5-at-a-time, baby. I'm actually thinking about canceling, then seeing if they will offer me a better rate to lure me back in. I love Netflix, and I try and push everyone on it. Seriously, for the price of buying 1 DVD a month, you can see so many movies. Can't beat it with a stick. Anyhoo, sometimes I can remember the actor's real name, sometimes I can't. Sue me.

Dirty Sexy Money - Season 1
Holy crap. This show is fucking awesome. The story lines all connect to each episode, so they don't let you forget what the hell has been happening. Peter Krause (Nick), I think, is typecast: stand up guy, trying to do the right thing sorta guy. But the Darlings: they are so great. And they put a black billionaire on there: A+, my friends. A+. If you want a show that always keep you guessing and keeps giving you twists, this is the show for you.

Smart People
I kept thinking, "did the Dennis Quaid really put on all that belly weight, or was that padding? I mean, he did play an aging football player in that football movie a few years ago (Any Given Sunday). And he looked so good then. Hmm." Ellen Page: she needs some range to her acting. No, I didn't see Carrie 2 or whatever movie she played in before Juno (wait, I think I did see Carrie 2, but its not my fault because there was nothing else playing and I was in SC, for god's sake), but she was fucking annoying. And she really needs to eat something. If you decide to rent this movie, there is a part when she's in gym shorts: yo, the bitch needs some carbs - look at her fucking legs! I'm surprised her little twig legs could support her head (yeah, I went there). I kept looking at her legs, then the rest of her body in proportion, and I was amazed that her legs were smaller than the upper part of my arm. SJP is needs to keep her hair curly because, as much as I love her in SATC, let's do some math: SJP + straight hair = old hag face. Either she needs some brighter, fresher makeup, or some bronzer or something. There are plenty of 40-something actresses that hasn't gotten any work done (or looks like they haven't) who looks better. I can't think of any examples right now, because Nicole Kidman keeps popping into my head, and we all know she has had something done. (I was going to insert a joke about Vavelta (google it and tell me what the secret ingredient is), but it was just going to sound very child-pornish, so forget it). Back to the review: good movie, if you like actors pretending to be pretentious douchebags. And I was so looking forward to this.

Lives of Others
Foreign, meaning I couldn't do my nails while watching the movie, like I normally do because I had to read the subtitles. Basically, a guy in some sort of police-like group 1980's Russia spies on a famous couple because they think the boyfriend is going to rebel against "the man." The Netflix description said something like "when the spy starts muddling around in their personal lives, things take a turn," or some shit. This was not a predictable movie. I think I expected it to turn out differently, but I can't really describe what I thought the outcome would be. Maybe I thought he would be more involved, or something. I don't know. But good spy movie. I didn't like the spy's fate, though.

BONUS REVIEW: American Dreamz (watched the week prior)
Um, huh?
Dreams, with a Z. Oh, Mandy Moore.
No, in fact - oh, Hugh. I love Hugh Grant, (that's why I put this on my list) but good god, man: you could have said NO.

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OK, we just realized that a client of ours is quite dumber than we thought. It's sad, yet, we laugh for days and days. Dumb ass. How many times can I get away with saying some form of the word dumb in this post? 4 and counting...

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It's not like I don't have enough outlets for my insanity, but here's another one - this here blog. I'll post videos, hopefully start up my podcast, and have question-answer periods with my adoring fans (when I finally get some). I'll also bitch and moan and post links to funny crap (well, stuff I find funny), post one- to two-line posts when I'm bored, and when I finally get my shit together, do mobile uploads.

I also want to find some crazy new friends that wouldn't mind coming to my house for a house party or just to chill out, and not flake out and whine "it's too far!" (You know who you are, and I do keep track. It's equally far for me to go where you guys are.)

I don't appreciate ghetto-ness or hot ghetto messes (I mean, a little is fine if its funny, but not your way of life). Don't like it? Don't read it. I mean it; stay as far away from this blog as possible.

Am I a stuck up bitch? At times, but usually, I'm just quiet until someone talks to me. Do I think I'm better than you? Eh. Maybe.

I host another blog too, and I'll post the link when I feel damn well ready to.

Umm, let's see. I'm confident, I'm insecure, I'm funny to some, I fall flat to others. I'm crazy and I'm kooky. I like to do a lot of things, but because of my sometimes shy nature - "what, she's shy?!" - and because I'm very nerdy, people ASSUME that I don't want to - also, money pretty much stops me in my tracks these days. I think I have ADD, and sometimes undiagnosed cancer, but thats another post. I also have a lot of pride, but I am generous to a fault. I cry, but do not think I'm weak. I can take a lot, so don't think I'm having a nervous breakdown - or ASSUME its "that time of the month", fuckers - if I throw something. I have strong convictions and if I know I'm right, then I'm right. Not to say I can't admit that I'm wrong, because I do all the time.

Oh, and if I misspell a few words or fuck up on some grammar - use your context clues and get over it. Sometimes, I don't reread what I type and my mouse trigger finger goes a-clickin' on PUBLISH. The same goes for if I abbreviate my words like I'm txtng u from my fon...so wat? I can do that.

Now, on to my next goal: try to take over the world! (or get some adoring fans, whichever is easier)

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