That's not my voice!

David and I exchanged Christmas gifts today, and he got me just what I wanted!!!! An itty bitty voice recorder that I can easily carry in my car. I always have the best paper ideas in my car on the commute to and from school, so now I won't lose them! I'm so excited because I generally forget all of the good stuff I come up with in the car, and while I'm good at multitasking, I can't write this stuff down while I'm driving.

And I sound like a complete hick when I record myself. That's not me. I refuse to believe it.

Watching: Ellen
Listening to: Keith Urban
Reading: Silmarillion for a few more days

HNT: Think Pink

I wasn't planning anything for HNT, but Os asked nicely, so here we go. I rarely wear pink, but I like to think it's worth it when I do. I liked both, so I gave you a closeup of the girls and the boob/torso shot since those are rare in these parts. Pardon the camera string in the pic.

Some of my favorite HNT's gone by:


Andi-doll rides again.


My hair did that on its own. I'm so proud!


No explanation needed.

See Os for all the Half-Nekkidness.

Worthless Ponderings....

I wonder if they meant "bareback" mountain when they titled the movie "Brokeback Mountain"?

If Peter Jackson can get skinny, I can too damnit!

Speaking of skinny...Sarah Rue looked better before she became one of the anorexic, my-teeth-are-too-big-for-my-mouth lemmings.

I hope my mother doesn't have a virus. If she does, I eventually will too.

On TV: Extra
Listening to: "Brown Eyed Girl" (Van Morrison)
Reading: The Silmarillion (Tolkien)
In my head: Joyous celebration. I win!

My subconscious is trying to kill me....

I had the best dream last night that absolutely cannot be spoken about EVER. It could be very awkward for all parties involved, but it was so much fun being in my sleeping head last night. Whew lordy.

In other randomness:

I hate e-Harmony commercials. I literally just watched an unattractive woman gush about how meeting her mate was like "tasting champagne for the first time." I hate champagne, so that would be a complete insult to me. I'd be all like, "I'm gonna jack you up for saying that muthafucka!" Well, not really. I'm not a gangsta'. Well, yeah, I'd probably say it anyway.

As of today I will have seen 4 movies in the theater in two weeks. For today's viewing pleasure: Memoirs of a Geisha. Nothing like a whore dressed as a mime.

Disclaimer: before you mump (supposed to be "jump" but the typo is funny) my ass for getting the plot wrong, I know geishas aren't really whores *wink wink* but it sounded better. And mimes are always funny.

Must go wrangle my 'fro before I set off to the big city. G-vegas....watch out!