And to aaaall a Good Night...

Okay, in the next room my Dad is watching White Christmas, and I can't take it anymore. I love me some Christmas movies...but that one is so ridiculously corny it kills me...call me Scrooge, I don't care, just don't bring it around me. Anywho...on a more pleasant note, this being my last post for a while (*tear), I wanted to give you all a little something...b/c it's Christmas. We have 3 days left and some of you might still have a few ppl to shop for on your list. Well have no fear, I have compiled a list of wonderful gift ideas! Come take a look...

First off, we have a little something the singer inside of everyone can enjoy.





An LED light for your faucet



























I know a couple ppl who could use these, who would've thunk it?...the curve in the key is perfect for your caboose

This one is just flat-out funny...everyone knows she hates nuts













Now this is my favorite...saw this baby in action at the GA-FL game and, naturally, thought that it was a Gator original...oh no my friends, this thing can be bought and sold.

Well, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday. I will return hopefully with some entertaining and, of course, informational posts from a faraway land called...New Jersey. Have fun and be safe!!

Consider this another gift...your welcome.



*All above gift ideas can be found at
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Ooo Baby Baaaby, Ooo Baby Baby

So sorry again for not posting, I will try not to make a habit of this. But...fair warning is going to be given now...between the dates of Dec. 25-Dec. 31...I will not be posting b/c I will be up in N.J. where I have no internet access. Neway, on to today...

Certain events have transpired in the past few days...I have celebrated a friend's birthday (Happy Birthday Sarah!) while also visiting w/my longtime friend Amanda b4 she headed across the pond to Europe, completed my necessary Christmas shopping, and...shockingly...Jamie Lynn got knocked up.

Did we honestly think it wasn't going to happen? I'll admit I was thrown off-guard...but how? She's blood-related to biggest head case (publicized, that is) of our generation, so c'mon. I'll always remember how I found out...my other friend Sarah (fellow celeb fanatic) texted me the news. That is how we do. Speaking of Sarah, I am brought back to the night we found out about Britney shaving her head. Fun times...with Spears tragedies. Oh how things are speariling out of control! I'll tell you what though, if she doesn't want that baby, I'll take it...cause you know it's gonna be cute.

For your viewing pleasure, I have included a fan video picture montage that someone made of Jamie Lynn and her baby daddy:

Lube Job

Today was a day of errands with my grandma, Fran, in the lovely town of Commerce. We had to go to the doctor's, do a little Christmas shopping, and...get an oil change for Foxy Noxy (what I call my car, she's a Chevy Equinox). The oil change place is located in downtown Commerce and is a lovely joint owned and run by very friendly Russians. I go there often to get my lube jobs, therefore, they know who I am.

Well, the son is the one who does the actual lube job. I'm standing there talking to him (I'm a talker)...he asks a fellow worker to find the towel he's been using. I notice it first and go ahead, grab it and hand it to him. I got some gunk on my hand and he noticed. He says something to the effect of, "Don't worry, that stuff will lube you up, it's very moisturizing. It'll stay wet for awhile."

After all the times I have gone there...never have I heard him talk like that. Granted my Dad usually talks to him and his dad, and he never really talks to me, but whatevs. I didn't expect him to just jump right in and talk to me like that. It intrigued me, and...I might have liked it, I dunno, the jury's still out - okay, they came back...I did, in fact, likey.

We talk a little more and he asks me what I'm studying in school...I say Psych...and after I said that, it felt like he took it to heart. He then starts talking to me about his past relationships, why he thinks they didn't really work out, yada yada yada. I wonder if it will be like this for the rest of my life...all ppl have to hear is "Psychology major" and they'll divulge their lives. Not that I mind, but...I'm not even licensed yet.

Different Blokes for Different Folks

To end out a very stressful week, we should have some eye candy. Tired of girls naming typical guys like Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, David Beckham (the voice kills me), etc. their favorites...I decided to give you guys MY list...so let the countdown begin:

5. James Franco: coming in at 5'10, he is the shortest one on my list. J is brooding, has a husky voice, and is bad boy-esque. He also stars in one of my favorite romantic movies...Tristan & Isolde. I give you James Franco...


4. John Krasinski: gotta love Polocks. The Office being my favorite TV show, this guy is most def my fav character. He's sweet, funny, tall, smart (Brown grad), and just so dang cute. I present to you John Krasinski...


3. Dierks Bentley: When I started to listen to country, he was one of my firsts, and now I'm a fan for life. Me likey b/c he's a country boy, his voice is like smooth whiskey (love that too), and he looks hot with or without his curly locks. Come a little closer Dierks Bentley...


2. Vince Vaughn: God do I love funny guys, and to me...his style of humor is one of my favs. Another tall glass of water, me likey his roughness and his dark features. He's going through a rough patch right now, I know this (Fred Claus is a perfect example), but I don't care. (Picture is pre-rough patch) Ladies and Gents, Vince Vaughn...


1. Tom Brady: where do I begin? Athlete, sexy, advertising dream, sense of humor (SNL anybody?, various commercials), Sexy, tall, a dilf, SEXY. Me likey a whole lot, and as of right now...he is my number 1. It's my pleasure to introduce to you walking sex, Tom Brady...


Honorable Mentions (B/c I had such a hard time choosing) in no order:

Gabriel Macht - a blondie, but me likey
Jason Segel - friends w/Seth Rogan, tall
Justin Timberlake - one of my fav artists
Colin Firth - across the pond chap w/an accent
Paul Walker - surfer boy chic, and the eyes are amazing
Shemar Moore - his eyes are amazing too
Ricky Martin - haven't seen him lately? take another look
Ryan Gosling - scruffy, mysterious, quiet charm, The Notebook

The "What Was I Thinking?" List:
Tom Cruise - alien-believing psycho
Jared Leto - way too Emo w/his new band
Brad Pitt - one word...ADULTERER...and against one of my fav actresses

EMBU

First off...let me apologize for not posting yesterday...long story short = 12 page project that was due this morning and as of yesterday at 7:30 pm, hadn't even started. But now that that's out of the way, let's have a little talk, shall we?

I don't want to brag or anything, but I have amazing friends. One such lady that I shall be talking about tonight is a certain Ms. Emily. To say that she is graAAaht is an understatement. But I want to get personal and talk about her fascinating ability to attract the opposite sex. This girl is like the Pied Piper of men. She works her magic and they all come-uh-callin'. She literally will have a crush on someone or be determined to meet someone, and BAM!...next thing you know, she's got their number and they're already best friends.

So I said, "Emily, what's your secret? Pray tell." okay, I didn't say pray tell, but I do use and love that phrase and really wanted to use it...Her response...well she had two. 1) always have a busy schedule, never be free to do anything anytime. 2) Be...mysterious.

Well, I decided to try a little experiment to see if maybe I could pull of the mysterious factor. I tried not giving up details about myself and just kinda hanging back...but, all I got were things like, "Are you okay?" or "You're not really yourself today." *read w/a whiny bratty kid tone* Now I'm never gonna know what it's like to be mysterious! I guess I'll just have to leave it up to this fierce lady:

Tip Drills?

What exactly is a tip drill you ask? Oh...my friends, do you have something to learn.

Apparently Nelly (the rapper) had a song called Tip Drill, and since I had never heard about it until today, I decided to hit myself w/some knowledge. I went on youtube and watched the video (it's so risk-ay you have to log-in to see it *gasp*). Well...it was pret-tee vulgar...obviously aside from porn - such as Cup Chicks. It's a wonder how girls even get respected at all anymore when you have women degrading themselves in this fashion. I feel like I can't even blame men, b/c at some point, a woman's gotta have self R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Neway...

After watching the video, the question remained unanswered...what is a tip drill?! So...I inquired about it via internet and found some interesting explanations...all of which left me w/no solid answer, but a better idea none the less. Here are some of my favorite answers on this one website:

"a tip drill is not a ho or an average chickenhead. a tip drill is like a butterface. everything looks good but-'er-face. its a chick with a bangin body but an ugly face. I cant stand tip drills. i hate it when i see a girl from behind and she looks like she got a nice body, then she turns around and her face looks like a wildabeast's."

"me and my boy dizzy dave is sippin' on same gatorade, don't call it haterade pimp. lookin for some tip drills aka face like andre with a bangin body. i'm talkin body like an hourglass. if you're in naptown and lookin to party hit us up @ 317-403-2526. holla
ozone and dizzy dave"

...and then there were several posts about ppl saying they knew specific tip drills and called them out by name...but I won't do that on here, cause I'm a lady. For further ehjuh-muh-cation, here are links to the website that helped guide me AND a link to the video. Holla atcha girl.

Tip Drill Video

Tell me yo' what is a tip drill ho'?
**Disclaimer: Don't watch at work or in class!**

Oh Sweet Death

My nails are bitten, my bald spot is growing, and I can feel the pimps (c-glossary) a-brewin'.

Ah...it's that time of year again....finals. It only comes twice for me (that's what she said)...but the actual week just kills me. My stress levels are at an all-time high this year, and yet I can't resist making it more stressful...like choosing to watch an episode of Tyra about sex when I should be studying. I guess you could consider it research for my possible future career in sex therapy...but c'mon...it's Tyra, how good can it be? *think about it* you agree, it's not that good. Don't get me wrong...I love Tyra - America's Next Top Model...not Tyra - Tyra Banks Show.

On this episode, she had 4 guests...let's see if she's maybe a little biased: Eve (the rappess), Omarion (from B2K), Bow Wow, and then there was Dita von Teese. With all of the interaction b/t the everyone but Dita, it was an okay show considering my appreciation/fascination/enjoyment in black humor. But, I love Dita von Teese and there wasn't a whole lot directed toward her :( She did say she buys her own porn (duh) and that sometimes you just gotta fake it. This aside, there goes almost an hour of my time I can never get back.

All I can say is that at the end of this week I look forward to a good glass of scotch...or anything 40 proof or higher (this could get higher as the week progresses)...a good sleep (at least 11 hours straight)...and going to see Atonement.

Over the River and Through the Woods...

My grandma has been in New Jersey for the past year and now she's back and I am sooo excited. I've missed her a lot. So, Gram-a-lam is home for a visit, and this evening I will be spending time with her. So far, funny things she has said have included:

-"when choosing medicine or the drink...you choose the drink, that's an easy choice for you" (I told her that I stopped taking my acne medication on various nights so that I may become intoxicated...so she commented on that)

-silence...(when asked if she likes Zorro...Wendy's -my Dad's fiance -dog...my grandma abhors dogs in the house)

-"you gotta flirt and date around, or else how will guys know you're dating? even if you date an ugly one, they're practice...cause it's not like you're going to marry them" (me and her talking about guys)

A Glossary - everything you didn't know you could know

In response to some recent questions about my word usage (and thanks to an idea from Kimber), I have decided to give you an early Christmas gift...your very own...

**Guide to the words I use**.................ur welcome

appreesh = appreciate it

boyf = boyfriend

boyfer = boyfriend (might use boyfer cause it's more fun to say than boyf), boyfriend for life

criminy (pronounced cry-minnie) = good grief/my God

delish = delicious

gorge = gorgeous

hmmskies = the word you say when you're really givin' a good think to something

honker = huge nose

jsyk = just so you know

likey...likeyd = likes...liked

mirabulous = miracle + fabulous...pretty much anything that is amazing and unbelievably wonderful that it seems to have been brought about by some supernatural power that most words do not do it justice

most def = most definitely

pimp(s) = pimples...it's funny when you say "I got pimps on my face"...takes away from the fact that it looks like ur face was attacked by bees or somsings.

sheesh mcgee! = good grief

swooooon = what you say when you're totally enamored w/someone/thing

Teevs = television

totes = totally

whatevs = whatever

"skies" (pronounced "skees") is MOST important and can be added to anything...and I mean anything...that's just something I do...there's no true meaning except for being really catchy and awesome ...and I must give serious street cred to my sis Melis for making it happen, true founder of "skies" which I then spread like wildfire

I know I forgot some, please let me know so I can add it

Super.....Good

I loved Superbad sooo much, that i most def had to go get it today when it came out on DVD, it only made sense. So, me and my roomie Melissa, went to Target (the best and only option to get it since Target rocks)...came back to the apartment and started watching it w/our roommate Christy...only to have both me and Melissa fall asleep about 40 minutes into it, some love huh?

Neway...then we got into quite the philosophical conversation about how we would never be put in the position to say half of the funny stuff they do in the movie......cause we aren't guys.

Melissa's Ejemplo Uno: In the movie Seth talks about how perfect a porno girl's nipples are that they look like baby toes......humorous, comedy gold......just weird coming from a girl

Mi Ejemplo Dos: In my opinion, and some will probably agree, the best quote of the film is when Seth is talking to his crush and she says if he gets them alcohol for their party, she'll owe him one. "Ya know if you scratch our backs, we'll scratch yours"...Seth: "Well funny thing about that is, my back's actually on my cock"........comedy platinum.........again, just not as funny...unless the girl is a hermie and actually has a penis

Ejemplo Tres: "Mama's making a pubie salad and she wants some Seth's own dressing"...like really, a girl can't say this stuff, it sounds dirty....whereas a guy saying it would just be hilarious

"You look like Aladdin"

This movie gets an overall rating of 5 Stars from me...and 5 1/2 Stars from Melissa.
Go see it today! Or...just come over and we'll let you watch it w/us

Drunky McDrunks and Boozy Bobs

After a weekend of going out, I feel the need to talk about...creepy drunk guys.

GUY 1: Standing on second floor of Allgood w/a couple of friends. This tall beef of a man is trying to get by and he decides to tower over me w/both hands on the wall, trapping me in, so he "can allow the other ppl to get by"...then goes in for the hug as well, saying sorry the entire time like he totally didn't mean to be an obvious drunk man-handler. I'm like okay whatevs and say, "Oh your fine," meaning he didn't make me feel dirty at all...and his response..."No...you're fine" as he walked out of my life...

GUY 2: Back of The Loft near the bar by the pool tables, we're on this wall and a guy stops to talk. Pretty plastered...by alcohol or drug, cause he could have easily been Britney in her kitchen (*see vid below). He starts dancing for us and we're like "oh, yea, that's nice"...he continues and says he's like Chris Angel, the Magic Man...and does this weird maneuver with his hands like he should have a glow stick to whip around. His name was Dillon...that's how he spelled cause he made me guess, only took me 3 times. Dillon made another appearance later, and tried to corral me into the bar, but I had had enough of the magic.

GUY 3: Also at The Loft and in the back by the bar...a guy leeches on(not latches...cause he was a definite leech) to my friend Katie. She was sitting on a barstool talking to us and this guy likeyd...Katie made it clear, she no likeyd. But, this guy was a trooper and thot he should try to win her over by sucking her neck...she was forced to use the old tactic of hugging a guy and pretending he was her boyfriend.

GUYS 4 & 5: Dance Floor...The first guy liked my friend Melissa and danced up behind her. She no likeyd, so when he realized she didn't want to dance, he started to move away and gave a really sly wink that he thought would be sexy...but he forgot he was drunk. The next guy wanted to dance w/me...only...he didn't want me to kno...it was almost like reverse dancing. He put his butt up against mine and then started pushing against me, every once in a while throwing in a slide and grind down my legs for variation. But it's coo, I got an awesome workout in my legs cause I had to maintain my balance or he would have for sure knocked me over. He did that for a whole song and then moved on...like he was never there...but it wasn't the Magic Man Dillon, I know that for sure.

Maybe if some guys danced like this we'd be more accepting of randos forcing their dancing up on us:
Swooooon

*Britney whacked out in the kitchen

How to live on the streets

I wanted to find another topic for a quick post cause I'm going out tonight and didn't feel like writing. So...in honor of going downtown in Athens (which can be totally sketch in some areas...thus you need to know what to do...plus, did you know that we have prostitutes walking North Ave late at night?)...I'm posting some instructional videos about how to survive on the streets of yo' hood.

Funny or Die has produced some funny funny videos, most notoriously "The Landlord" starring Pearl and Will Ferrell. Now it brings you these fine films starring the guy who played a funny part in Talladega Nights as one of the pit crew. My favorite scene he was in was when he was talkin' to this guy at a bar and is wondering what to get his grandma for her birthday. He throws out a few suggestions and then the guy he's talking to suggests a coffin...frickin hilarious. Ne way...I gotta go get ready, enjoy these vids...trust me, you'll likey. If not, then you're not cool so don't bother having any friends.

Keepin' Your Lady Straight

Not lettin' the dealers take you for a ride

They aren't potty trained

Today's quick note will be about what I'm sure a lot of you have a heard about or even seen...Two Girls One Cup

It is the most vile and disgusting thing I have ever seen in my life. And it's almost like they try to make it better than it is w/this classical music in the background, but it really just makes it more skeezy. If you haven't seen it or heard about it, it's basically a video of two girls defecating in a dixie cup and proceeding to do really nasty things. I won't talk about them on here cause I'm a lady.

Some people think it's fake, and this could be true. How could you do that w/poop and still be alive?? I also wonder if they've had these tendencies since childhood and their fascination for feces has escalated so drastically into what we see now? As a psych major...I think these girls are stuck in Freud's anal stage.

Whatever their reasoning, they are now a part of pop/porn/poop culture and they will always be known as Cup Chicks...and I will always be a little grossed out at the sight of a red dixie cup.

To watch the video, just google it cause I refuse to put it on here.
**Disclaimer: Don't bring it up at work or in class!**
If you choose not to watch it, at least watch some of the reaction videos of people as they watched it, you can Youtube these....they are pretty funny.

Fug

The Fashion Faux Pas...should it ever really be made?? Uh...I don't think so.

I feel that in the beginning of your life, you are allowed ur typical style mistakes...such as the tattoo chokers and a literal quilt coat, patches and all, that ur dad bought you in middle school and made you think that "all the college girls are wearin' them" so you think you'll look really cool when you wear it to a high school football game and stand on the sidelines so everyone in the bleachers has a front row seat to witness your mistake first-hand...totes not me, this is just an example.

My point is, that throughout life there are trial and errors.
-You try something
-You see the response
-Learn from that response
-Perfect your style.

The response should entail compliments, weird eye glances you may catch in a window when the person doesn't know you can see their face, your friends asking you what the hell you are wearing, your boo suddenly being very physically attentive when you step out in a new ensemble, etc. When you get the reaction, you know what to do or not to do and dress better for it, simple.

Example, totes not from any real life experiences, this is just for illustration sake....in the fifth grade, your pickin' out ur own clothes and opt for...a royal blue jumper (the kind that is shorts, not a dress) with big white flowers on it and navy blue tights underneath it w/these weird brown pleather-like clogs that have the fake wood heels and an ankle strap, topped off with a big white ribbon tied around the pony tail of a half-back hair-do. You think you look good, you think you look sharp...and then you overhear your classmates (including an ex-boyfriend...very serious, since we were in 5th grade) raggin' on ur clothes. You learn never to wear that outfit again, done aaaannd done.

Here are some celeb examples of fug (I was gonna pick on Britney, but it's been done):



Moral of the story?...if your own friend, mom, dad, sister, boyf, agent, publicist, etc. can't tell you to go change ur clothes.....then, look in a mirror before leaving the house.

**To find out more about fug, check out this amAHzing website:
Gettin' Fugly while being beat with an ugly stick

Grandma Commercials

I recently saw this commercial for EA Sports Family Play video game with this grandma and I thought it was frickin' hilarious. So, the first 2 videos I'm posting are different versions (she says different things) that I came upon. The other videos are also grandma commercials...one which I really love (Bff Rose) and the other I just found on youtube and thot was pretty funny.

I miss my Grandma (she's in New Jersey)!

My House!
Snap!
Bff Rose
Budweiser Commercial Remake
(disclaimer: the quality of this one isn't that good, oops)

They're History

Right now...at my disposal...I have 40 magazines that I refuse to throw away. They are a mix of Cosmos, Glamours, Marie Claires, Allures, and the occasional InStyle or Rolling Stone...I do not include tabloids in my collection (even though I do occasionally buy them). And these are just the tip of the iceberg...at home, my Dad is allowing me to store FOUR 30-gallon Rubbermaid tote containers filled with even more magazines. For your viewing pleasure, I have taken the liberty of including a picture example of the size - not the brand (it's a Sterilite).

**Disclaimer: Don't let them fool you...they hold a lotta mags.


Why do I have so many magazines??...I guess I just feel that they are a part of history, showing styles and trends of that year...showing the popular music, movies, clothing, celebs, sexual concerns, relationship advice, etc. I consider them almost like yearbooks or Almanacs of subjects that I find interesting.

People may call me crazy, and may say that I'll never look at them again (Kimber) or that it's stupid to take up so much room with junk (my father)...but I bet they'll be glad I have them when either they have a question and I can use these mags as a reference...or if we are forced into survival mode and need kindling...or dishes. :)

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It's that time again...

Christmas is here!! After an evening of errands, my friend Melissa and I could not help but notice that Christmas is all around, sounds corny...but for lack of better words, it's true. We even joined in on a little potluck of Christmas themed candy with our roommate Katie...Mint Lindt Truffles, a Ghirardelli mix of different flavored squares, and some disgusting Andes Mocha Mint candy. Don't get me wrong, Andes are good - for me I associate them with Christmas, but this flava is horrid...Do Not get them...they remind me of stale coffee and chocolate that has been sitting for years.

Neway...the real point to this blog is that I am definitely not ready for Christmas. I guess it's because I have so much to do (projects, papers, research, finals, gift shopping...aaahh, the gift shopping) before the 25th, that the stress has created a London fog around the holiday and I just can't get excited yet.

Again, don't get me wrong...I LOVE jingle-jangle time...but for some reason, it's just not invoking the same reaction it has in years past. But never fear...I'll let ya'll know when the feeling hits, and it will not come too soon. Mayhaps after a viewing of Christmas Vacation and It's a Wonderful Life, some tasty Andes (original), and a constant stream of whatever radio station plays holiday songs now, since apparently it's not longer Peach 94.9 Lite FM...I think B98.5 does it...I will finally be in the mood...ooo la la. Til then...I bid you adieu.

KY Jelly

The University of Kentucky is as useful as foreplay to streetwalking hooker.

*sing to the tune of 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall*
23 losses to Tenn-e-ssee...23 losses to Vols...a-nother year, a-nother tear...Ken-tucky sucks major balls!!

The win today was an obvious possibility with endless opportunities to do so, but another option could have been to employ something such as...ThePlay

Thanks for nothing Kentucky...now go do your homework.

Spring Cleaning in the Fall

Since I decided not to post yesterday, I would like to go ahead and let everyone to know how thankful I am for everyone and everything in my life...I really could not have asked for better family and friends, whom I love, or a better lifestyle that I live. And in today's news:

We recently completed an addition to our house that includes a new bedroom for me and my sister. It's gorgeous, I really can not even express to you how in love I am with it. In tradition with the log home-esque style...it has hardwood floors that look like rich mahogany, light wood walls, and wood doors...including furniture made of...you guessed it...wood. Some people might say, "Now that's a lot of wood"...and to them I would say that's what she said. Irregardless (I know it's not a real word, but I like to use it anyway - get over it), back to my story.

I had been in my previous room for about 11 years, so with the transition of stuff to my new room, there was a bunch of crap that needed to be rummaged through since I don't use a lot of stuff from when I was 10. I found some real gems and wanted to share them with you:

• a letter I wrote to my cousins from when I was 10-years-old

before I write an actual excerpt...let me set it up...my cousins had just moved to Honduras with their family for missionary work, so they were learning Spanish...and this is what I wrote in response to learning this information:

"Mom said you would write to us in Spanish don't write real hard questions because I'm still learning. Don't write real easy ones either, until later on in the year write pretty good ones. Well, I'm gonna go now. Adios."........wow

• a sketchbook filled with various outfits I had designed when I wanted to go into fashion...let's just say, they were gOOORge (I'll probly only say this once...I like to shorten words...a lot). They could pretty much be on the catwalks of any top designer...Louis Vuitton, Oscar de la Renta, Marc Jacobs, etc.
  
• Love you like a Sister: 30 cool rules for making & being a better best friend...an informative book that will probly be my next read

What do these 3 things mean?...I've decided my letter-writing skills were words of pure poetry and I'm going to start doing it more often - forget phone calls, texts, emails, and the sort...everyone I know will be receiving a hand-written letter from 10-year-old me. I also know what I was meant to do in life and am going back to my roots (see ya'll during Fashion week). And w/my new reading I will gain the resources to be a better friend, complete with friendship bracelets and knowing how to keep a secret.

But it's a American Gangsta right here in ya face

I just went to a somewhat late-night viewing of American Gangster, late-night because it didn't let out until 12:30 am, but whatevs. After seeing the preview I was pretty excited about what looked like an amazing movie...to me - anything w/Denzel Washington is gonna be good b/c he is a talented actor that rarely makes poor film choices. Tonight was no exception...although it was different from what I expected. I expected The Godfather, which I truly love, with a mix of Scarface, another classic...but what I got was not so much Godfather and a more respectable version of Scarface.

Overall...I liked it, but for me...I don't know if it's going to be the next classic in line with the aforementioned films, but Denzel might win another Oscar. 2morrow is Thanksgiving so I must now go and get my beauty rest. I leave you with the trailer for American Gangster...*bows out*

GangstasDon'tDance

It's time for...OPRAH'S FAVORITE THINGS!!!

Once a year (fall's version is the main one, which is why I refer to it as once a year, since it's the most important), something so grandeur comes along that it fills me with such emotion that I'm pulled in several directions and don't know how to react. Should I yippee with glee? Should I cry while waving my hands hands in front of my face like a pageant queen who "can't believe she won"? Nah...I choose to get so offensively angry b/c all of these ladies are about to be simply handed some of the most exquisite items that Oprah Winfrey deems gift-worthy while acting like total buffoon idiots (even though I totally would too...besides the point).

If you haven't gathered yet...today was Oprah's Favorite Things!

I've devised a foolproof (even though obv not since the producers have developed their own plan) plan:

1. Become best friends w/Oprah Winfrey

• or...her best friend...JOOOHN Tra-VOLTAAA!
  

1. Have above mentioned Oprah Winfrey invite me to her Favorite Things Show
2. Bring boyfriend/husband with me so that I can have 2 of everything since, of course, he will want none of what is given
3. Go home, use all of my gifts, and die happy

Sidenote: I'm so GD sick of these car commercials that sing Christmas songs with the word "duh"!! Just stop it already, it's not even clever!

**Trying to come up w/a sign-off...have any ideas, let me know :)

Monday = Funday!...*eye roll*

I would like to start off my blog by specifying that before my friend Kimber awakened it...I never realized I had a desire to blog. Up until right now, I wasn't even thinking about blogging...and yet...here I am. SO...here we go:

A few things that I feel you should know:

• I like to use ellipses...a lot

• I really enjoy Diet Coke...nothing hits the spot quite like a properly fridged Diet Coke

• I am always on a quest to perfect my hair...whether it be looking at magazine articles for different styles, or trying different products that I really don't need to buy

• I would secretly (not so secret anymore) like to be a wildlife/plain-old photographer, just traveling, going to state parks, beaches, small towns across the country taking photos

• My name is Mindy and I'm a Facebook-aholic

• I have weird quirks about eating food...I eat certain foods in specific ways...example: for pop-tarts, i eat the crust firsts and save the middle (w/the jelly or whatever)...then I slide the middle apart and eat each side...that's just what I do

• I am in a passionate love affair with the fall and winter...but more so the fall cause it's a little prettier (don't tell winter)

• One of the careers I might be considering is a sex therapist...I find the topic and ppl needing help to be fAAAscinating

• I love flip-flops.

Sidenote: My friend Melissa doesn't think I'm gonna keep this up, she gave me 2 months...the countdown begins