Saturday, December 24, 2011

So much for holiday cheer

So it is Christmas Eve and I want essentially everyone I know to fuck off. I'm feeling incredibly unappreciated at a time when I'm supposed to feel warm and fuzzy and all that bs. Not this year. Merry freaking Christmas. Yeah, that's where I'm at.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

My film debut

Maybe I shouldn't quit my day job. My friend Jess did a student film for her production class and this is the rough cut. She did an awesome job. But, my acting skillz suck. Oh and gotta love Sarah's "Nutmeg" while she looks like a crazed psycho. I could make fun of myself for hours. Enjoy!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Not another rant...this time it's personal

The following post is to be taken with a grain of salt. A friend of mine today sent me a video that I can only assume he was hoping I would find humorous. He was wrong. Basically, it was a video about how Twilight fans are fat, lonely, pathetic losers who have no intelligence or merit. And who are too idiotic to discern fiction from reality. Normally I can take a good ribbing for being a Twilight fan, but this one pissed me off. So, like I said take the following with a grain of salt. I realize that I am broadly generalizing males, and if you are offended because the following clearly doesn’t apply to you (because a. you are not a Neanderthal who thinks all things Twilight are gay b. you actually took the time to read the books and didn’t just base your opinion off the movies, which are hardly fair representations of the book or c. you really don’t give a crap about Twilight), then I apologize.

What exactly is it about Twilight that bothers men so much? Why are they so threatened by one Edward Cullen? Here’s my theory. I think that they are afraid that women might get some dangerous ideas about how they should be treated: with respect, loyalty, devotion; that they should be listened to, valued and protected. I mean God forbid today’s male get off his porn watching, Call of Duty playing, iphone soul sucking ass and pay some attention to his girlfriend. And the whole “Edward is a totally unrealistic, unfair depiction of what a man is supposed to be” thing? Well guess what. Megan Fox, Adriana Lima, and Kim Kardashian are totally unrealistic, unfair depictions of what a woman is supposed to be. Welcome to our world. Women have been putting up with that shit since Playboy magazine was first published. At least Edward Cullen possesses some decent qualities. The best qualities of the aforementioned ladies? Big tits and ass. So sorry if I’m not in the mood for you to mock me. Now eff off.

End of rant.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Another one of those "I'm back" posts

I hope this one sticks.

I really do miss blogging. Hard.

Here's the fun stuff that's happened in my life since July.

I thought I already blogged about the 4th of July, but guess not.

The roomie and I went to Centenniel Park. We thought it was a brillaint idea. Not so much. The best part (besides the fireworks) was riding the Marta. I always love riding the Marta. I'm a nerd. There were LOTS of people here. Shock. We had to walk down ten blocks from the Marta stop just to get to the end of the line to get into the park. And mind you, this was a free event. But we had to go through "security", which consisted of mostly old dudes. Anywho, once we got in, we stood in line for an hour (no exaggeration) for a funnel cake. I HAD to have one. It was yummy. And turns out my roommate will cut somebody for me if I want her to. That might come in handy some day. The fire works were awesome. Duh. But it was over far too quickly.

My roomie is a gangsta.

The Rob trip. This turned out to be my favorite trip I have taken with the Mox so far. I would even venture to say it beats NY. Water for Elephants was filming in and around Chattanooga and we decided to go see if we could find our one true love. We didn't. But the trip turned out to be pretty awesome. Now, originally I wrote an exhaustive, step by step account of our trip, but blogger is mean. And I lost all of that brillaint writing. So, I decided this type of post would be better for my sanity. Sometimes I think I'm a little too verbose. (Don't be so quick to agree with me. Sheesh!) To some up our little day trip, we went to three of the places where it was rumored Rob would be filming: The Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel, The Chattanooga Railroad Museum, and a house in Chickamauga, GA. We left notes at both the railroad museum and at the hotel Rob was rumored to be staying at, professing our love to him. I'm not kidding. If he really saw the notes, he might have questioned our sanity. And our ages. We might have come off as 14 year olds instead of the incredibly mature 24 year olds that we actually are. The best part was probably when we visited the house where Rob filmed some of his scenes. It was just really cool because the house was in a really remote location and I was so proud when we found it. This is a trip I will always remember. And I know the Mox will too.

Lookin' awkward

Was our beloved behind this door? Creepers.

We killed some time at Ruby Falls. Beautiful.

Epic. That is really the best way to sum up the Kings of Leon concert. I was psyched that they played songs other than from their Only By the Night album. Don't get me wrong, I love this album, but there is so much more to KoL than Use Somebody and Sex on Fire. Our seats weren't the greatest and I'm not even sure you can see the band in the video I took (and it really doesn't help that I turned my camera sideways while filming and the video came out the way. I'm not sure if that came be rectified. If it can, someone please tell me!), but it was an amazing time, nonetheless.
This month we went to Savannah for a mini break. We visited Paula Deen's restaurant, parused River Street, had yummy margaritas, went on a haunted pub crawl, and had a silly time in this random little shop. The Mox may or may not have broken one of the masks she tried on below.

Halloween was really fun this year. Originally, the idea was a nautical theme. The Mox was gonna be a pirate wench and I a sailor. But all of that changed when fate opened a miraculous door right in front of me. At a Hot Topic no less. You see, my friends, I have this mild obsession with a certain white cat. And when I saw this costume at Hot Topic (don't ask why I was in there in the first place), I knew I had to have it. Comical pictures below. Anywho, we ended up going to The Compound. Turned out the music blew. Like, hard. But, we were both pretty relaxed from our pre-Halloween Halloween party and it didn't really matter. The Mox met a nice young boy scout, who was totes whispering dirty stuff to her. And I met a doctor. Unfortunately, he was the Halloween kind. And not only that, he was Dr. McLovin'. Yeah. This year we learned that cabs are pretty much awesome. Neither one of us has to be too responsible. Which is magical.

Although it is our second Christmas in the apartment, this is the first year we had a Christmas tree. Courtesy of the Mox's mom. Turns out the Mox is sort of a Christmas Nazi. Gotta love her. She let me put 12 whole ornaments on the tree. :) You should have witnessed our "discussion" on choosing the proper ornaments for our tree. "Purple is not a Christmas color!" -Me "I didn't say I wanted purple!!!" -Mox. She did say purple, I swear. Oh yeah, and we got a dog. (I guess I should say the Mox got a dog, but I am beginning to love her little pup.) Her name is Juju and she is an adorable 3 year old Maltese. Love her.

And somewhere along the way, we saw Sam and Bobby again. You know how we roll! (Love ya Mox. Thanks for the Ry Ry vid) We love us some Brit boys.

Anywho, it hasn't been a bad year. Watch this space to see my adventures in the New Year.