miss it

i miss these things more than i know how to explain:

Jamie

A while back, Jamie (my bfffe) and I compiled a list of our favorite things we had said to each other in instant message conversations. I just read through this list again, and felt the need to copy and paste some of my favorites... whether it's because we were funny, or just what we said defined our friendship. Here's some of the best:

jamie: sometimes the truth isn't sexy
maggie: the truth is never sexy

maggie: YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT MAGGIE [gyllenhaal] HAS TATTOOS AND YELLS AND IS HOT
jamie: i thought that would be a fun surprise
maggie: holyshit
maggie: and she works in a muffin factory
maggie: BAHAHAHA dyke
jamie: i believe it's called a bakery

maggie: you just sent me the same link again
jamie: i did not
maggie: i clicked on it twice

maggie: jamie not during idol

jamie: there are so many levels of weird there
maggie: i don't see them.

maggie: i think this guy is singing meatloaf
maggie: .........or toni braxton or something
maggie: ha... who sang that awful 'it's all coming back to me now' song?
jamie: celine dion

maggie: jamie, i need you to promise you will still love me when i tell you what i am about to tell you
jamie: of course i promise
maggie: i think i might watch 'oprah's big give' tonight

maggie: aww we creepily winked at each other
jamie: mmmmhm
maggie: i feel like you and i should NEVER wink at each other
maggie: or anyone else, really

maggie: i think that maybe donny and marie osmond have had sex with eachother
jamie: yeah, i don't see how they haven't

jamie: i think this really is the season when people fall in love, unfortunately for both of us, i just fell in love with you this year

maggie: if you love me, you'll buy me a sofa.
jamie: isn't my love enough?
maggie: i can't sit on your love to watch tv.

maggie: can you overdose on anti-depressants?
jamie: i think you can overdose on anything
maggie: even love?
jamie: especially love

maggie: i do love you, shut up
jamie: you won't after you sleep with me
maggie: aww... you are mixing things up!

maggie: your word list is reeeeeeeeeally lesbionic
maggie: cunt, being, satin, flap, deep
jamie: it's my way of telling you i'm gay
maggie: awwww
maggie: mine: cook, joke, jews, nope, fat, bid
jamie: yours is kind of antisemitic

maggie: is jim batman?!
jamie: i think he's supposed to be a vampire...

jamie: the golden globes were canceled
maggie: aiohbvowuiehvujiewviowerhogibjewrg
maggie: MY WORLD IS ENDING
jamie: it's just going to be a news conference
jamie: it's for the writers, maggie!
maggie: BUT MY WORLD...............

jamie: i think we need to create a new word for interpretive dance
maggie: like...
jamie: fuckshit.

jamie: i don't know all of the words that you just said
maggie: you mean you didn't understand 'like that bit of necht i could put tham still wearin git' ??

thoughts on the oscars

angelina jolie - absolutely beautiful. as i said to jamie, "her hair is what i want my hair to look like." i love the gorgeous black dress, the earrings, all of it.

the children from slumdog millionaire made my entire night, and that was over an hour before the show even started, as they talked to ryan seacrest on the red carpet.

kate winslet... i really think i'd make a better husband for you.

amy adams - my god she looks good.

i actually like miley cyrus' dress... this hurts me to say.

meryl streep is the best looking woman in that room, hands down.

i really love the way they're presenting the awards. watching the women stand there... who have won best supporting actress... well, i teared up. it makes me even more excited for all the awards tonight. the personal touch added by doing it this way is just outstanding. also, i love whoopi goldberg.

i have such a crush on taraji p. henson. daaaamn...

dustin lance black, i love you so, so much. way to go, buddy. i'm crying so hard, and i just really love you. i judge celebrities by who clapped really big for you, and i wish they had shown more of the crowd.

natalie portman = beautiful. but, i don't think making fun of joaquin is funny.

...not many thoughts for a while, busy tearing up, talking to jamie, and helping elise move some furniture.

oh sean penn. oh, oh, oh sean penn. thank you.

i missed so much because i didn't think to type, but now i'm going to go to bed.

grammy awards

from the grammy's tonight, i have realized just how much i dislike some people. this includes, but is not limited to: kidrock, miley cyrus, craig ferguson, and 2 of the 3 jonas brothers.

in other news, i have also fallen in love with adele and m.i.a. hardcore.

Courage Campaign - Sign, and pass it on!

http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/divorce

Follow that link. Read until you cry, scream, or...best of all... DO SOMETHING.

It's really easy to sign a letter online. So, sign the letter, watch the video, and PASS IT ALONG. What else were you going to do today?

...and be smart, and put your own name in the blanks.

randomicity

i thought of some more random facts.

if you could put the dunder mifflin office in stars hollow, i would live there forever and never, ever complain. the combination of the jim/pam relationship added with the charm of small town connecticut would fill nearly every void in my life. plus, then my emotional well-being would have to do with real-life, and not just two tv shows, one of which is no longer making new episodes. and jamie could visit me, and i'd introduce her to all my crazy stars hollow friends after i got off work at the office and headed to luke's for dinner. really, though, my real life makes me sad now that i've come up with this utopia. good thing i'm watching gilmore girls.

i hate doing laundry and showering about equally. this results in me often being far dirtier than i'd like to be. really, it's that one or two extra days past the point of no return. those are the days i consider just never showering or doing laundry ever again. and i try to think of everyone i know, and i try to figure out who would still want to hang around me if that were the case. i believe i calculated it at two or three friends.

i worry that my dear kevin jay doesn't realize how serious i am about the sperm.

the coconut/caramel/chocolate girlscout cookies are seriously a huge weakness for me. i could eat boxes in one sitting, and only feel slightly sick. or, really sick - and really happy.

when i started this post, i really thought i'd be able to come up with like 40 random facts. and, that's just not going to happen. and i'm a little disappointed in myself.

i don't completely understand why the vagina monologues mean as much to me as they do. but, they just really, really do.

i have at least one really close friend who i talk to maybe once a month, if i'm lucky. this makes me really sad, but they still know me better than most people.

since i've been writing this, i've been drinking coffee and complaining to myself about how much it hurts my insides... which is a lot.

i complain so much that i forget what i'm complaining about, and then i complain about the fact that i can't remember. it's both a fantastic skill and an amazing burden. i love and hate it.

i miss jason castro.

changes and sore muscles

in the past couple months, i've been trying to readjust back into a sense of normal life. turns out i'm not that good at living a normal life. i moved in with my friend elise, in a 4 bedroom/2 bathroom house. so far, so good. she has three children, who spent all of january here, none of february, and after that will be here every other week. it feels weird to be 25 years old, and to spend some time taking care of three children (11, 8, 7).

in the recent past, some new things have been added to the list of favorite things in my mind:

• slumdog millionaire
• talking to kevin jay on the phone
• florida's natural pocket fruit-to-go
• cat-pig
• buildings with heat, and i don't have to pay for it

also, i'm pretty much loving the biggest loser this season. i'm also very excited for the season of idol. ...and eagerly awaiting sytycd, even though it will still be a while.

what i look like now, when i'm not shoveling snow: