Meh
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Mariah Carey (In My Head)
I have Vision of Love stuck in my head. It's only because I can't ever hear the entire song. I only catch the end for some reason.

I know, I've been gone for a minute, but stuff happened. I was really pissed of at something, and wrote it down, and meant to post it here, but the physical action of writing seemed to make me less angry. It's so weird.

Here it is, another year almost gone, and nothing's changed.

Michael Easton is still way hot. But there's been an intruder, who shall remain nameless. I did mention him on my Birthday Blog, but you'll have to guess who.

I have found a new nickname. It suits me to a tee. I even, sort of, have it like a logo:






La Dimenticata. Italian for "The Forgotten One". I chose Italian because, a) I'm obsessed with Italy, not as much as England, b) It was no where near as awesome sounding in Spanish or French. The reason it fits so well because, I always feel forgotten. Think about it, with the Renagades, stuff always happens, then they call me the next week and say, "Oh, it was so tight, you should have been there!" I would be there if a motherfucker would call a bitch! Unless Jarrett is there, then where ever they are is the last place I want to be. Another reason I like the name is because, well, no one ever seems to notice or remember me. I'm always overlooked. If I actually had plans to go to my 10th high school reunion, no one would even remember me. Unless Patrick showed up. Yeah, I had some friends in my year, but most of them probably wouldn't go. I doubt Rhonda would, she hates everybody. Katia might show up, but she's scary. She has bone-crushing hugs and if my parents think I'm heavy-handed, then she would break they're fucking arms with one hit. But to go back on topic, the name has awesome written all over it. It's almost crime-lord worthy. Hell, it is crime-lord worthy. Think about it, no one would ever suspect "The Forgotten One" a.k.a. Ol' What's Her Name.

My Jags are 2-0. Whoooooo! Go Jags!

Well, that's it for me today. Along with a new name, I've fashioned (stole) a new motto for me to go by, I think it will work for years to come: If at first you don't succeed, cheat. Repeat until caught. Then lie.

I'm phasing.

Bored, Definitely Bored
You'd think that there would be a 'bored' emoticon.

Man, I'm so bored, I can't think of anything to post.

Well, OLTL was interrupted 20 minutes in due to a weather report. He was on today, too. Oh well, thank the many dieties for digital cable, I can see him at 9:00 tonight.

I know I've posted the same pic of Michael Easton many times, but I was excited that I finally figured out the picture thing. And that is my favorite pic. I'll get some new ones, but really good ones of him are, sort of, hard to find. I'm such a critic on pictures of him. But I have three more, one of him with Evangeline. I adore them as a couple!

Today is blah. This week is blah. My life is blah. Maybe I'll go watch a movie or something, because I'm bored and blah.

I'm phasing.

Confused
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Bon Jovi
Man, I keep thinking it's Monday. It kind of makes sense, yesterday was Labor Day.

My Labor Day weekend was alright, just as long as I wasn't near my step-dad. It's like, ever since he forgot my birthday and how old I turned, it's been going downhill between us ever since. But there were some cool things that happened, like DC101 had Mullet Wars this weekend, and whatever I caught of it was usually awesome. They said that Def Leppard won it all by defeating Bon Jovi. Poison put up a good fight as well, Def Leppard took them down in the Final Four match-up. Man, I wish it had been Bon Jovi, because they made my weekend! I heard so much Bon Jovi this weekend. The best one was Sunday/Monday at like 2:00 AM, I had turned to the Baltimore rock station, 98ROCK, and they were playing Bad Medicine, and I was like, "OMG!" But then, they played Lay Your Hands On Me, and I flipped. I love Lay Your Hands On Me! I wish I could have downloaded it, but it's too late now.

On Thursday, I talked to Marcus, it feels really good to talk to someone who understands, because sometimes I feel like I'd go mad if I didn't have another person's perspective on things. I haven't heard from him since then, he went to South Carolina. I don't think they said that the hurricane got there, but I know it was crazy traffic on there way back home. People getting the hell out of Florida.

On the Michael Easton thing from last week, he went four for four on OLTL, but he wasn't on Friday. He was on today (YAY!), but there wasn't any yesterday. OMG, he's so hot! I think I might have a way to solve the picture thing, but it might take some editting. so let me try this again.



YAY! I did it! That's awesome! Well, that made me feel better, so I'll be off now.

I'm phasing, and will be editting.

...But If You Try Sometimes, You Just Might Find, You Get What You Need (Even If You're Not Really Trying)
Mood:  lyrical

"Life's just a blast, it's movin' really fast, you better stay on top or life will kick you in the ass"
 -Limp Bizkit

As much as Limp Bizkit sucks, that is true. Or a better saying is from Calvin & Hobbes, I think, where Calvin says something like, "Life is never so bad that it can't get any worse." My point is that I know I was really angry yesterday, but I saw something that just makes me feel so stupid for being angry about that. I was watching this show called Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, and this family had it so bad. There were 8 kids, and their parents died within 16 days of each other. It was just too sad. Their new house though, AWESOME! Like I said, it was 8 people living in a two bedroom house, with one bathroom. And they left their parents' room exactly the way it was before they passed, so like the youngest two shared a room, it was like two sets of bunk beds in the living room, and the other two lived in a room that you had to go through the garage to get to. They deserved what the show gave them, not only the new house, with eight separate rooms to match the kids' personalities, but a tight pool, a mini-golf course, AND this guy came and arranged something with some people and they didn't have to pay on the mortgage any longer. Even though it's my favorite word, awesome wouldn't even begin to describe that. All they have to do is just pay like utility bills and food. The kids ranged in age from like 23 to 12. And the youngest two or three would have had to go to foster homes if the older two hadn't wanted to keep that family together. A really sweet thing they did was that it was only one boy, and they gave him his own bathroom that was connected to his room. But you know, eight people now with three toilets, I don't care, if the other two are occupied, you know one of his sisters would haul ass to his room to use the toilet. He'd probably let them of course, but I thought that was great. Because you know, three toilets is way better than one. The girls' bathroom was too ill. It had seven sinks, two toilets, a shower, and a big Jacuzzi tub. The sinks were so tight in both bathrooms, I can barely describe them. They were like square, and came up from the sink. The girls' were blue, and the boy's was black. It was pretty sick.

All in all, after watching that show, I felt really foolish for being upset.

I heard my song Runaway Train again today. It's awesome.

And, Michael Easton was on OLTL today, he did the 'Stay tuned...' part, but he wasn't on the previews. Uh-oh. Well, we'll just have to see tomorrow.

I have to do some stuff for my mom now, and I'm not putting in anymore pictures until I find out why none of them want to come up anymore, it's beginning to get frustrating. I need to find a synonym for 'awesome' soon. It's just that Elliot uses it all the time, and it has become one of my favorite words.

I'm phasing.

There's Gotta Be More to 20 Than This
Mood:  irritated
Man, it's only been a few days since I turned 20, and it sucks.

I don't really know what else to say but that. Yesterday was absolutely atrocious! My step-dad ripped me from Elliot in the Morning to tell me to cook some hamburgers for lunch. I cooked them, and they were a little overdone. Mommy says she would have eaten them. But he said it was some half-ass job, and it was, but I was so pissed off at him already. I mean, he forgot my birthday, not to mention he forgot how old I turned as well, ruined one of my birthday cakes, and he complained about that. Jesus Christ, am I allowed to have an off day? I guess not. Today, I woke up with a headache, and he kept annoying me. First he tried to make me eat cereal, but the crunching wasn't going to help my head. I said that I was going to make a grilled cheese sandwich later, but he kept pestering me and gave me a melted cheese sandwich. I think he put it in the microwave it, because neither slice of bread was toasted. But, one part of the crust was burned. WTF? I just wish he would have left me the hell alone. I can cope by myself. I have mechanisms to help me deal with anger. Like I need to be pissed off for at least a week with people. He said that he wasn't mad. So? I'm still angry, I'm dealing. But he always wants me to talk. Whatever. But yesterday, he made me cry, I'm not good at much, but when someone calls my food substandard, well, I'm out for bloodshed I guess.

I'm just soooooooooo upset that he forgot it was my birthday. My twentieth birthday! I mean, yeah, I hate it when people ask me 'What does it feel like to be 20?' The truthful answer: The fucking same as it does to be 19! There is absolutely nothing that I can do today, that I couldn't do last Wednesday, August 25, 2004. Turning 20 is like a training two or something. Like training wheels on a bike, it's there just for you to get used to having a '2' in front of your age. But like I was saying, even 'That Man' remembered my birthday. Actually, he's been pretty good on that since I turned 18. *wink wink* Plus, his anniversary was the day before it. I totally forgot about it this year. Oops. Maybe next year. Lisa called me, Marcus called me on his break at work, I felt so special! Plus, my mom really came through to make that a good day. But for my 21st birthday, VEGAS!

I also didn't get the Waldenbooks job. I knew I bombed that interview. I'm not a good interview person. I wish you could be judged on your work. I just don't get it, how do Jason and Marcus R. keep getting jobs that they quit or get fired from for fuck's sake, and I can't get job one? Fuck life, life sucks.

But, there is one person, one man, that just makes life feel so much better:



I printed that picture last night, put in in a protective cover, and put it in my lyrics notebook. God, is he hot! He's two for two this week! He was on the previews, so he might be three for three. AND, he did the halfway thing yesterday, then today he did the end again. That is so AWESOME!!

I'm phasing.

It's my birthday!!!!
Mood:  party time!
I'm 20 now. Dude, I can't believe it. I can't believe there is a '2' in front of my age now. It's really weird. But if I could, I'd want the following things for my birthday:


Bret is just really hot! Even if he is like 41 or 42, I can't remember.


But I will never, ever, get this Shawn Michaels ever again. He's supposed to comeback some time this month, I'm just starting not to care, that's all.


He's really cute. It's pure coincidence that he's like the #1 tennis player in the world.


OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG!! Look at his eyes! He's soooooooooooo hot! And, he was all over OLTL today. He and Evangeline got into some serious action towards the end of the show! Plus he did the 'Stay tuned...' part, and he was on the previews, so he'll be on tomorrow!!!


Kevin Cornell. Chippendales' dancer. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO fucking hot!!! There are better pics of him on the Chippendales website, but the entire site is Flash, so, no copy, no paste-y. But goddamn, I want him! Bad.


If puberty is nice to him, he'll be really hot when he's 18. Which is why I put him on the back burner for now, but he's really cute, and he looks like he'd be a blast to hang out with. If he weren't so young. Oh well......


If that bike really could exist, I would want it almost as bad as I want Michael Easton!

I'm phasing.

Just a Quick Update
I'm totally getting that football itch! Man, I can't believe it's football season again. There is finally something that I can turn on when wrestling gets
stupid. But wrestling always does that.

That crab feast thing was whatever: I so do not fit in my family. I WANT A NEW ONE!! Well, just that side of my family. They had a bunch of music there, but it all sucked, and everybody was asking why I wasn't dancing. I wasn't comfortable enough to just dance, well, I did do the Cha-Cha-Slide, but that's a different thing entirely. The dude tells you what to do in the song, that is so easy. I think Stacy got a picture of me doing it.

Marcus got a new job. He works at Giant. Good for him. But now his schedule will be different every week, so we'll see how the phone stuff works out. I'm ready for a job, I'm just scared. I haven't had one in 3 years. I'm so used to being home all the time.

My parents missed me while I was gone! WWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Yeah, I know. I missed them, too. And the house, my room, cable, the internet, my stereo, DVD player, and some other stuff. That room I stayed in at my dad's house, OH.MY.GOD! It was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO hot! I can't sleep in the heat. I sleep with a window air conditioner unit right above my bed. I almost died in there, so I was so happy to go home.

Well, I better go, I just realized I'm missing Whose Line Is It Anyway?

God, I think he is so hot, it's not even funny! And there is never enough of him on One Life To Live!! NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FOOTBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm phasing.

Not Much Happening
I know, I know, it's been a long ass time since I've been here, but July went
so quickly this year. I can't believe it's going to be August next month.
Another year just flying by, and me doing absolutely nothing with my life.
*sigh*

This weekend, I'm going up to Baltimore for a 'Crab Feast'. The only thing is, I don't exactly know how to eat crabs. I can eat crab legs, but whole crabs
is a different story. We're traveling there by bus, and I'm bringing Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Guns N' Roses Greatest Hits, and Rolling Stones Forty Licks. I asked my mother what my father would think of me bringing these things with me, and she said that he wouldn't really care. Uh-huh. Then I told her that practically defeated the purpose of taking them. I mean, of course I love these three items, but I really wanted them to be there
for shock value. Ah, that's life, but like the Stones said, "You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need." I love that song. A funny thing is that I think some of my "friends" are going to be up in Baltimore that weekend as well, for Otakon. But I'm not sure, it usually takes place around the late July/early August. I tried to tell Jason that two times in a phone conversation, but he wasn't trying to listen.

I have a new love. Shocking, I know. But he's so hot! His name is Michael Easton, and he plays Lt. John McBain on One Life To Live. It all started Friday night/Saturday morning, when I had this dream about him. The dream wasn't sexy or anything, but from then on, I couldn't think of anything else but him. And he's having this hot fling with my girl Evangeline on the show. But unfortunately, for me, it won't last. I read in some spoilers that he's due to hook back up with Natalie. I used to want them to be together, but Natalie went to Paul, so whatever. Truth be told, I wouldn't have minded them reconciling if he had never hooked up with Evangeline. Oh well.

Well, I'm running out of stuff to say, so I'll, hopefully, write more sometime soon, but before I go, I'll end with two happy thoughts.

1. Michael Easton: Man, I think he's so hot!

2. FOOTBALL SEASON IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!!!

I'm phasing.

I love Roger Federer!

 

It Always Seems Like I'm Angry
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Aerosmith Amazing
You know what pisses me off? When people call me, and not talk to me. That is so goddamn, annoyingly frustrating to me, I can't even see straight! It happened last night. I was watching AFI's 100 YEARS...100 SONGS with my mother, and since it was Tuesday, I was expecting my friend Lisa to call, because we always talk on the phone when we watch MTV's The Real World. She called at like 9:00, and I told her to call me back when the show started in an hour, because I really love musicals and shit like that, so I was really into the program that I was watching. Anyways, 10:00 rolls around, and I had to tear myself away from my show. And we're watching it, and I realized that she wasn't totally committed to the conversation. She was having an online, instant message conversation with some guy named Bret. And his last name wasn't 'Michaels', so I wasn't that interested. I just can't be on the computer and the phone at the
same time. That is so goddamn rude to the person on the other end! They wouldn't be getting my undivided attention. And then these people are calling me! UGH!! It's not like I'm calling them up, and disturbing them, they are calling me!! The stupidly, ironic part was that at the end of The Real World, she all of a sudden became real chatty and wanted to tell me about a previous episode I've never seen. And I'm like, dude, you didn't wanna talk all this time, but when I really want to get off the phone and watch something else, that I had been dying to see, now you have stuff to say. Whatever. I don't care anymore. I'm so lying, of course I do, because if I didn't, it wouldn't bother the piss out of me like it does. But I think the biggest thing is that, it's not only one certain person that does this, EVERYONE, EXCEPT ONE PERSON, I HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH OVER THE PHONE DOES THAT!! AND IT'S SOOOOOOOOOOO RUDE!!!

OMG! AFI's 100 YEARS...100 SONGS was a good show. Of course Somewhere Over the Rainbow was number one, but still, it was good. And I find it so sad that I don't have friends that like that kind of stuff. I don't have anyone to share it with, so I'm the only person who gets to experience it with me. But I already know how I feel about it!

On Monday, I actually didn't talk to Marcus during Raw. Jason called, and I just didn't end the conversation. If Marcus had text messaged or something, then I would have, but it was refreshing(?!), for a serious lack of a better term, to talk to someone else, and get their point of view. OH. MY. GOD. Jason, Jason, Jason. He is a total mark. He actually asked if Lita was really pregnant. This is so sad. Then when I said, of course not, it's only a story line, he said that the reason she said she was pregnant was because she wanted time off. The scariest thing is that he says all of this extremely stupid stuff, but he wants to be a wrestler. Granted, if he was like ten years old or something, but he's 21!! He's older than I am. There really are no words on how pathetic this is.

That's all for me, I was pissed about something else, but I can't remember it, so I'll be off.

I'm phasing.