Watching Too Much TV Again

Yesterday, I completed the first season of Veronica Mars in 4 days with Ashley. It's been a while since I gave the good old swoon a work out. Therefore, today's entry will focus on an analysis of my favorite guilty-pleasure plot device: The meant-for-each-other-but-we-have-to-wait-several-episodes-(sometimes seasons)-to-get-together-couple.

So basically there's two ways to start off:
1. Girl dates (or dated) jerk, meant for nice guy. Examples: Jam, and Chuck and Sarah. Tried to get it going with Simone and Peter, but that just SUUUUuuuucked.
2. Girl dates nice guy, but meant for jerk who's actually a nice guy. Example: Buffy and Spike, Rory and Jess, most recently LoVe Boat (term coined courtesy of TWoP), and pretty much any Asian pop drama out there.

My personal favorite is choice number 2 (if done well - I dislike Asian Dramas). Unfortunately reality really sucks and most often the jerk always remains a jerk. No amazing transformation from asshole to whipped puppy just because he finds a girl he likes. Choice number 1 is more representative of true reality where all the single guys whine about why all the girls go for the assholes. Personal aside: as obnoxious as jerk behavior is, a fullgrown man PMSing is inifinitely worse.


Next phase in the all-encompassing lurve are the obstacles, usually consisting of (but not exclusive to):
1. Secondary love interest.
2. The ex.
3. Pregnancy.
4. Car accident/killer on the loose.

Which amazingly, the writers maintain for an extensive period of time before any resolution arrives. The long wait unfortunately means either: (1)by the time the two end up together, we're stuck with a lingering sense they actually might not last due to all the trauma they had to endure, (2) the actor portraying one of the characters leaves the show because there's only so much mooning one can take; or (3) the show gets cancelled without any resolution or a cheap tacked-on make out scene at the last second. Anyway, these things end up not being too great for my emotional well-being or my issues dealing with frustration, but I just can't help but get sucked in nonetheless.

Oh supercouples, what you do to me. Personal thanks to Ashley for getting me started again. Logan did think you were hot:

Blog Log = Redundant Term

It's been less than 24 hours since Nick left for Tahoe. Log of uncool behavior thus far:

Unnecessary facebook picture comments on Jess's profile: 2
Episodes of Veronica Mars watched: 4
Hours of harping over why Veronica isn't with Logan yet and that Duncan sucks: 3+
Episodes of Samurai Jack watched: 1.5
Minutes of Celeb Gossip with Ashley: approx. 50
Bowls of Pho ingested: 1
Cross-stitches stitched: 20
Minutes of GMAT Studying: 0

Amy got engaged

And I'm now a bridesmaid. Since I'm generally a pain in the ass, chances are she'll force me to wear something horrendous and I'll end up looking like this:


I totally rock it.

Oh Tenenbaum

So I thought Christmas Sausage Beyonce would be the ultimate fashion highlight of the month. Thankfully year end photo coverage has shown me the light in revealing: Robo-Beyonce.

Mariah's definitely been served.


The past weekend Nick's mom took us up to a Calistoga spa where I received the complimentary gift of Eukee, the Eucalyptus Koala:Which was my cue for a lot of annoying swooning and lame attempts to have Eukee mimick life like behavior. A personal highlight - having him help Nick's dad balance his funds:

Holiday Time!

In the grand tradition of posting transparent photos purely with the intent to show off, I present my completed Holiday Puzzle:


Next stop, a montage of all the Christmas gifts I'll receive because people love me that much. After all, everyone knows how much money spent on you is the most direct measurement of genuine affection. Anyone who says otherwise is a liar. (TOTALLY kidding if the sarcasm wasn't apparent).

And nothing gets me more in the spirit of Christmas than my favorite R&B singer doing her best impression of a Christmas Tree Sausage Hybrid:

Looks like Mariah has some competition.

Self Imposed Quarantine

Picture of the Day, courtesy of Miss Saha:


The name of the file: hating-stuff-to-make-yourself-look-interesting-is-not-interesting.jpg did jumpstart several memories of idiotic commentary I've been forced to listen to. Mainly, that of XXXX ranting at 3 am in the morning about how crop circles aren't formed by aliens and the middle of the night programming that indicated otherwise was just ludicrous, blah blah blah. Seeing how XXXX was probably the only person on the west coast watching such ludicrous programming, it was pretty much a moot point to whine about. Though I digress. I do love a good rant, so I take episodes like that as good warning not to cross the line - or at least be careful to who I rant to. :D

Dreams, Heroes, and Cuties

Last night I had an interesting dream. I was doing my usual thing of analyzing particular physical attributes of other people when randomly, someone pointed out I had really big armpits. I looked over, and lo and behold, I did have huge armpits. It seemed to make perfect sense in my dream, but in the real world, I wonder what that would actually look like. Is it POSSIBLE to have overlarge armpits? Profound hypothetical question of the day.

Last night was also the season finale of Heroes. Overall, I have to agree with Tim Kring's consensus that the writers definitely screwed up somewhat and this season was just pretty much a tease of what could had happened with no real satisfaction. Also, Maya screaming, "YOU KILLED MY BROTHA!!" instead of using her creepy eye mojo further reiterated the fact that her character has been the largest waste of screen time in the history of television. I still have hope for the third season, despite this one's lackings. Though Claire's blood bringing people back from the dead really feels like a cop out - now the writers have a nice go to whenever they want to bring back characters that ate it.

A few weeks ago, I came across the greatest about-me. I figured I'd post:
About Me
*hi* i'm 26 and a total cutie! *(^ ^)* i like to laugh and i love to eat cookies and ice cream - yum!! *(><)* heehee *^ ^* ummmm.... what else? oh yeah~ i'm aZn and i'm from sO kaLi and i luuuuuuuv my boyfriend! ~*(^ ^)*~ *teehee* huggleZ to every1~!! ------------ i didn't know what to write, but i used some exemplars from the "I'm cute" blogring.

The Spice Girls have started their tour. I was never a fan, but I can't pass up another flashy photoshop opportunity: