No matter where I go, you find me.

The only think constant in this life is that you stalk me.

What would I do without you, my darling Treeze?  Please never leave or I would not know what to do.

Love,

Rancette

Today's visitors updated:

bardsinister

beccajane

bgcalways

bgcalways

bige

burl235

dearadam

dontwantto

dreamf0rme

gaia

honkey

jenniferherself

krista

marvslyksluv

nomad

princessr9

redraspberry

sass104

squara

tensi

tsbubbles15

wylddaze

bgc is still the winner. she has visited 3 times. LOL.

At first I didn't take this quiz: http://www.humanforsale.com/

Cause i thought I had already taken it.  There is another human for sale type quiz and I was worth like $3 million dollars. this quiz says i am worth $1.5 million. I like the other quiz better.

IRONICALLY...the OTHER Quiz factored masturbation into it.  Maybe that's why I was worth more. Let me try to find the link. It was a pretty good quiz.

-You will need to do laundry after the 4 kids and wash there bed sheets.

Not only does this lady's grammar need improvement, I bet all 4 children wet the bed.

I gave Edgar my picture. I applied for this Women's Lib Essay thing he has. That was back in October. He said he really wanted me to participate, but he needed my picture. After I gave him my picture, he said I wasn't cute. And he said I was sneaky.

Here are excerpts:

From Edgar, Fri 10/15

You big tease. You shattered all my hopes and dreams when I saw that you hadn't seriously sent me a photo application to be a Women's Lib girl. Don't be a wimp. Send me your real picture. I won't tell anybody it's you. Your identity will be kept in strict anonymononisity or whatever.

I don't buy all this Hollywood actor Rance/Rancette mumbo jumbo and what not. I don't even really believe there's a town in California called Hollywood. But, I do know you're a real girl with real boobies and all that jazz, so the world needs you to write a Women's Lib entry.

Sincerely,

Edgar Frog,

Actor Extraordinaire

Jan 12

I'm just not sure if you have what it takes to write a Women's Lib entry. I think you are too old. I like to take advantage of pubescent teenage girls. You look like you're in your early 20's at least. High school girls have more innocence and angelicness to them, no offense to you. You are however more than welcome to join my Fan Club

You just don't strike me as cute and cuddly. Mainly, I guess you don't srike me as "innocent" and "girly". You look like you're up to no good in that picture. Even if you do say you're a virgin, I can't trust you. You're a sneak. Maybe you have an even cuter and cuddler and innocenter and girlier pic you can send.

What I meant to say is: "The world needs you to write a Women's Lib entry, if you're cute & cuddly & girly & innocent & angelic & young & impressionable. If not, the world wishes you were dead."

Then I sent him a picture of me in pigtails:

Pigtails are cute. Just send me another picture.

So I sent him several more...

so he went from begging me to send a pic, to acting like forget about it. The thing about this is the last girl he had write a Women's Lib Entry was in her late twenties and was married. Now he is saying since I'm not young, forget it. Okay, fine. This was probably a bad idea anyway. I haven't heard from him since then and some of you might say that's a good thing.

I am going to take a nap now.

PS- I started a blog to express how I feel. Now that I've been wrapped into the blogging world, am I not allowed to express how I feel anymore, even when I am upset?

Everything changes daily.  Yesterday I made an appointment with a bartending school.  Today I put down the deposit for classes. It takes two weeks to pass the course. Since Florida is an option, you don't even need a "permit" to serve in Florida, so I could move down there and start working.

I might stay in Nashville, TN, since rent is cheap and affordable and I used to live around here. I really don't want to... but....

I am really excited about bartending school. Even if nothing comes to fruition after two weeks and I decide to become a nanny, I will have another option in my back pocket.  The money sounds pretty good.

There is also a lady from New York who wants me to be her nanny. Her kids are realllly reallly cute and she lives on Long Island. She just drove her old nanny to the airport today.  Apparently today was the last day for her nanny and she's just looking for new ones now. 

She was going to call me, but instead emailed me and said "Well I had to take the nanny to the airport so I'll call you tomorrow."

I swear does taking the nanny to the airport take all day?  Obviously she is in no hurry, so if she likes me so much, she can wait till the end of January when I finish bartending school.

Like I said, I am really excited.  I am really looking for new experiences right now and hopefully this will add to ideas for writing. Out of all the places I've ever been, I've never been to New York. I was going to visit New York a week ago, but I found out that it would be cheaper for me to go to London and that I could stay longer in England. So New York was a no go.

So really I don't really know what the heck I'm going to do. The answers keep changing day to day. My ex-boyfriend called me tonight, because he knew I was supposed to be leaving tomorrow to start my new job in LA (Did he want to hookup? I dunno).  And I'm like... I'm going to bartending school. And he was shocked.  That's very out of character for me.  Even the lady at the school was like, "you're very quiet" even though I had lots of questions and stuff.

So anyway, who knows what I will tell you folks tomorrow?

PS- Comments are no longer moderated. cause most people behave and it's too much of a pain!

You might look at me like I'm crazy if you don't know me. But I started blogging 6 mos. ago today on Tripod. And believe me, it's not always easy to post. But lately it has been. I must have posted 20 entries in the last 24 hours. Sorry.

Anyway, cake, vodka, and 7 up for everyone!

PS- It freaks me out on Internet dating when men list that they are interested in women their age and older. GRRRROOOOSSSSS. 

I've always disliked Katharine Hepburn, but now cause of "The Aviator" I can't stop catching up on what I missed. HELP!

ONES I'VE SEEN

Bringing up Baby

Philadelphia Story

Alice Adams

Stage Door

Woman of the Year

Desk Set

Keeper of the Flame 

On Golden Pond

I saw part of:

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner

Lion in winter 

On my list to see:

Holiday 

African Queen 

Bartending class began for me today.  Woooo, all I can say is I'm doing the expedited program so I'll be finished in a week... well next Tuesday.  I took the first class today.  Lemme tell ya... I had NO clue. Everyone else there at least knew something about the drinks. But I had NO clue.  But I'm doing fine.  Except my first drink that I made, I was at a total loss and my two partners were laughing hysterically with me. I say With me, cause my feelings weren't hurt and I had no clue so I was laughing too. I mean, I had NO clue.  And I kept forgetting to serve the drinks with a napkin, so this one girl got upset at me. Not upset, but "YOU ALWAYS FORGET TO GIVE ME A NAPKIN!!" So now I will remember permanently. Don't forget the napkins.

And I have lots of studying to do.  Tomorrow, I have two four hour classes.  Wooooo, full load.  I like it though.  Don't know about any jobs in the nannying world.  There is one in New York (she said the temperature today was 10 degrees.  I don't THINK so--but the kids seem nice). Then there's the one in Florida (I want this one, please pick me!!). Then there's the one in North Carolina (Big shout out to Sarah-logicgurl and alex-commntyblackman) ... but the NC one... I don't think so.  The kid has the same name as my brother. That's not the problem. She's an older mother and is pushing her kid at the age of 2 yrs old. Her husband is overseas in the military right now.  What if he dies? What if she goes insane and like murders everyone?

I totally talked to a lady whose husband had died in the war when I had to do some business over the phone.  This was a year ago.  And it was a month after her husband died. She had placed an order and I was contacting her... and she was just VACANT.  She was like "My husband died in the war. Can't you do anything for veterans? I want this for Free!" And so I knew they would probably let us do the 50% off discount.  But she was like, "no that's just too much. i can't afford it. I can't believe you guys won't do something for a widow!"

Plus North Carolina... Alex & Sarah would be beating down my door :P and i don't want that to happen!! ;) Just kidding.

PS-I watched the American Idol special tonight and there's this girl who is like... God wants me on American Idol.  It is my purpose in life and the judges are like "No He doesn't want you on American Idol." And then she went off and then had to bleep out her comments.....

I must have been in a very good mood Sunday.

Now there is one thing I'd like to say.

DIE ANNETTE BENING DIE!! Kate Winslet in Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind was PERFECT and she will be immortalized in that film for all eternity and you SUCK and people will forget all about Being Julia, so THERE!

And you're married to an old man!!!

PS- The night version of the bartending school, the instructor actually lets his students drink, so I had a shooter tonight. It is called  a Lava Lamp, variation of the Bloody Brain.  Ok I will attempt to describe this.  It had Strawberry Schnapps with a topping of Bailey's Irish Cream.  That is the Brain. And then Grenadine is thrown in and it was the Bloody Brain. And then Blue Curacao (Orange Flavoring) is thrown in to make a lava lamp. And the way the alcohols float, it is supposed to mix like a lava lamp.

And the instructor said it looks gross but tastes great, but it tasted gross and like burned my throat.  You know?  No more shooters for me!

If you are a Hollywood celebrity, here is a guide down the aisle.

1. Marry young so you don't feel guilty about having sex out of marriage.

(Realize you made a big huge mistake and never even liked the person. Divorce.)

2. Marry someone crazy or someone who will drive you crazy.

(Realize that although you found the love of your life, living with this person will make you jump out of a window. Divorce.)

3. Marry someone who likes you for you.

(Realize they are an actor themselves and only married you for your money. Divorce.)

4. Unfortunately you didn't sign a pre-nup so you'll have to marry someone rich. This time you'll have to pretend that you really like them so they'll marry you.

(They realize you were only playing them and want nothing more to do with you.  Divorce.)

5. Marry a younger hottie and sign a pre-nup just in case they don't love you.

(Younger hottie decides you're too old for them. Divorce.)

6. Marry someone else you kinda like.

(Someone better comes along. Divorce.)

If you desire to be married more than 6 times, repeat step 6 for however many times desired.)

I'm going to update anyway!!

The Florida family was supposed to call me earlier in the wk with their "decision". if I was going to nanny for them.

And the New York family was supposed to call me last night or this morning with plane ticket information. 

Neither called.  I'm thinking ... screw this nanny thing.  And stick to bartending.

So far I'm doing pretty good on the daily "quizzes".  Tonight's quiz I got a 98%. Yes!  Now if I can only pour that good. And I hope I don't freeze on a job interview.  I might stay in Nashville for longer.  And then after I get a bartending job somewhere and if I feel confident, I might move back to California then.  Or maybe Florida, cause my best friend might be moving there.  But see-- if she doesn't end up getting married and moving (she's not even officially engaged) then why the heck move to Florida?

The thing that irks me most-- Modest Mouse is in town Friday (today).  Only I had no idea I'd be staying here that long or else I totally would go.  I thought I'd be back in LA by now.  Then maybe I could have made arrangements to see them in LA by mid-February.  Well, the way things look now, mid-February is not going to happen!!

Alcohol was never big in my family and I have usually felt uncomfortable around drinking.  However, I decided to become a bartender. WTF, right? 

Well, sometimes I wouldn't order any drinks, because hey, I didn't know what went in them. Now that I am figuring it out, there are several drinks that I want to try.

Grasshopper (a cream drink with chocolate and mint)

Strawberry Daiquiri.  See all my friends like Margaritas.  And I don't.  I found out why by looking at the recipe in Strawberry Daiquiri vs. Margarita. There's more Strawberry Daiquiri mix in the Strawberry Daiquiri and it has rum.  Whereas the Margarita has all this stuff... Tequila, Triple Sec (orange flav.), Rose's Lime Juice.  Plus Margaritas have a salt rim, and Daiquiris have a sugar rim.  For a sweet tooth like mine, I opt for the Daiquiris.  Say goodbye to Margaritas forever!

White Russian. 

I got this one from http://www.Drinkalizer.com. they also have some recipes.  This White Russian recipe is different from the one I have. My recipe is 1 1/2 oz. Vodka 1/2 oz. Kahlua, adding Cream to the top.  drinkalizer does the recipe in mL and substitutes Vanilla Vodka instead of the cream.

And last but not least, I'd like to try the Sloe Comfortable Screw Against the Wall. Sounds nasty, I know, but Sloe Gin has the flavor of Strawberries, plys it has Southern Comfort (Peach & whiskey flavor), OJ, and topped with Galliano (licorice flavor). From http://www.OutoftheFryingPan.com , they seem to have good recipes for cocktails.

Now, I haven't actually tried these drinks.  But knowing what's in them gives me a better idea of what to try.  Here I am... trying Martinis and Margaritas. I know I like Vodka mixed with stuff. And I like Pina Coladas. One day I wanna throw some Grenadine in  a Pina Colada. I'm sure they have something like that, but if they don't, it'll be my signature drink and I'll call it Cutting Your Finger While Opening the Pineapple. It's kind of a long name so I'll probably have to shorten it ;)

(Updated)

I don't know if I want to waste $ on International calls, why don't you Canadians call Desiree's # (204) 256-7238.  Yes, a girl posted her mom's # on her weblog. Just look at her 1/20/05 entry http://lampshade_11.bravejournal.com/

How stupid is that?

Oh yeah, when mom answers the phone, her name is "Shelly".  So you can pretend to be from her school "CJS" (it seems like the school is Collège Jeanne-Sauvé a prep school/high school aka a "French Immersion School") and be like "Desiree is failing math. I am very concerned.  She is either going to have to do better or be expelled."

Then Desiree gets in trouble... they find out it was a prank from the internet, and Desiree still gets in trouble for posted her # on the Internet.

And she admitted to cheating on tests at school. You could find out what CJS is and call THEM, saying Desiree cheated (it has her birthdate if they ask-it will help in pulling up her file). And then maybe Desiree will be expelled.  If that's too much trouble instead of saying she's failing, call her parents and say "Shelly, I am sorry, but it was found out the Desiree cheated, and we are going to have to expell her."

HA HA HA HA.

I mean look at how much info she gives about herself on the Internet. Aren't you tempted to DO something?

Nodding to Mr. Carlisle, here are ten movies you probably have not seen (http://mrcarlisle.mindsay.com). Only I haven’t seen them either.  If you have seen them, please tell me if they are good. I’ve been wanting to see these:

1. Dick Tracy – Heck Al Pacino & Warren Beatty in the same movie? And Madonna? I wasn’t allowed to watch it as a kid.  But I want to pick this movie up sometime and watch it. I remember watching the Academy Awards and my mom called Madonna a tramp as she was doing her act, taking off her gloves.

2. Knife In the Water – Directed by Roman Polanski. It’s in Polish and the DVD has extra features. It looks like a great thing, but I’ve never rented it, cause I’m like, when will I find time to watch the whole thing?

3. Princess and the Warrior – Hey I wanted to see this cause Franka Potente is in it. But is it any good?

4. Medea – I wanted to see this one especially after Dogville proved to be so good. But I’m kinda scared. Just because Lars von Trier made one good film- I’m afraid I won’t like any of his other stuff.

5. Next of Kin – I was working on watching all of Atom Egoyan’s films.  The Sweet Hereafter was the most boring and ridiculous film while watching it.  But it probably one of the films that I have thought about the most after the movie was long over.  I think about the lawyer… the children… how stupid Sara Polley was.  The lawyer’s daughter… The black widows.  I watched most of his other films, and they are pretty boring and not as provocative so I didn’t know whether or not I should waste my time or if it would be a good bet.

6. I’ve seen some pretty wild films, but Egoyan also has a film called Exotica that I told myself I wouldn’t see, cause it just looks nasty.  All the characters meet in a strip bar or something.  That is just not my cup of tea.

    

7. There’s lots of Claude Chabrol movies I haven’t seen that I’ll include in one fail swoop: The Cousins, Web of Passion, The Good Time Girls, Wise Guys, The Seven Deadly Sins, The Third Lover, The Color of Lies, Violette Noziere (heck the movie has Isabelle Huppert & Stephane Audran - how can I track this down???), Swindle, L'Enfer, Eye of Vichy, Cry of the Owl, etc. etc. etc. I am not going to list all the films I haven't seen!!

    

8.  Out of the Past (1947) - What can I say? I really like film noir. Just haven't gotten a chance to see this.

    

9.  Mr. Bean - Heck I never saw the TV Show or the movie. Why not? I loved Johnny English and loved Rowan in 4 Weddings in a Funeral. He's a great actor and it'd be great to see Mr. Bean. Yay!!

    

10. HA HA HA. I want to see this, if it's 1/2 as good as the original. Somehow I really liked the original.

    	Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo (8/12) Deuce (Rob Schneider) gets invited by his pimp to vacation in Amsterdam, only to discover that he's being pressed back into the flesh biz.

So everyone knows by now that Ihave been applying for some nanny jobs.

I was pretty much *promised* a job in Beverly Hills, CA. It seemed perfect. But of course, the lady gave me a flaky excuse and since we didn't have a contract or anything, it was too bad for me and I was back to square one.

So these people in New York wanted me to go on a plane on Wednesday and last wk they said they'd call me Wed. night or Thurs. morning with confirmation, but they never called. Meanwhile I sent them an email saying forget about it.  However, whenever I send an email to them the email service delays or rejects it. So it was rejected and I found it out on Sunday, so I emailed them twice to make sure they would get the email.

Of course, we haven't signed a contract. Now the dad who was supposed to call me to confirm and didn't said what are we going to do about the $210. He wants me to "make arrangements" to pay it back. As it was they wanted to take the plane ticket money out of my pay and they said they'd give it back in 6 months if everything worked out. Heck, I was going to have to trust that they would do that.

So anyway, I am about to email them again. I'm sure the dad will calm down, but he left me an angry phone message and I sure didn't want to talk to him on the phone.  The only thing is that if I email him the message might be delayed.

And these people are in New York and I just saw Casino... here's hoping they don't have connections to the Mafia... They know my last name.

Ha.

update - their final words in their email: "Shame on you". Okaayy.... Don't think I don't feel bad, but for what they're paying, they might have a hard time finding a nanny.

Bartending class is going well, except I am not sure I can do the speed test (12 drinks in 8 minutes) and I need to do that to pass tomorrow. I am down from 14 minutes to 8 minutes & 30 seconds, though, so I don't feel so bad.

And look what I whipped up for myself!! A virgin strawberry daiquiri, YUM!! It tastes good and I bought the mixes from the store. Who wants to hire me to be their bartender, huh?

Tonight I made a pina colada. Yes, it may look good, but looks deceive. I was thinking it gets sweet & sour mix like the daiquiri too. NO, it gets cream. Behold a pina colada with sweet & sour mix. I could only drink half of it before I looked up the recipe. Oops. I forgot cream at the store. Yuck, at least I learned my lesson.

Why didn't they consider Goldie for a role in The Life Aquatic, huh? (from Private Benjamin)

Goldie Hawn with red hair OMG amazing!! (from Private Benjamin)

This looks kinda orange, but believe me, Samuel L. Jackson is wearing a RED hat (from Jackie Brown)

And even tho it's not red, Jackie Brown is wearing a pretty cool hat herself!

Remember the Sat. night I went cruising downtown Nashville with underage kids? Well, there was a light coming from the top floor of the Ryman Auditorium and it looks spooky. Apparently this place is haunted by ghosts of past country legends. MMM yeah. I love haunted places. Hey, maybe they need a bartender?

I was scared, but I passed my test!! I got 95% on the written part (you needed 90% to pass) and I made 13 drinks in 8 minutes, but one was wrong, so I got 12 in 8 minutes, which is what I needed (The right ingredients were in there, but I forgot to shake one of the drinks, oops!)

But I won't officially BE a bartender till I find a job, so the job search starts tomorrow. I already found out that a place I kinda like is hiring. I found out online, so yeah, wish me luck!!

Today's drink: Grasshopper at Applebee's (he made it with real ice cream!!)

Yesterday's drink: White Russian at Ruby Tuesday (it was good, but not my fav)

I better stop trying out all the drinks before I become an alcoholic! I made two virgin pina coladas today. Somebody stop me!!

So AOL had this survey for an upcoming TV special. Who is the greatest American?  You got to name 5. I said:

1. Bonnie Parker

2. Clyde Barrow

3. Harry S Truman

4. Al Pacino

5. Humphrey Bogart

Ok, the following is not a category on AOL, but this is just what I think:

Top White Trash Americans:

1. Paris Hilton

2. Britney Spears

3. Lindsay Lohan

4. Tara Reid

5. Denise Rich

Love Letters from all genders. No discrimination on other factors such as age, race, or religion.

Submit below.

BTW, where did isitmeor go?

January 28th
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isitmeor
honkey
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I hadn't been in 8 years I figured.  No this isn't me:

cause I would have bruises all along my right leg. The first time I fell, I landed on my back and hit my head on the ice.  Hoping I would suffer from amnesia, I however recovered quite quickly.  Wait, what's my name?

 <--- look he's almost fallen, but not quite.

Then I fell a second time and a third time. I am so out of it. My legs were really sore. I haven't skated in so long. I used to be a pro.  Before I fell the first time, I thought "I'm a pro. I haven't fallen." Well, and then there were the people who were skating in the wrong direction. I was kinda mad at them.  But anyway.

Google is bad. They don't have any pictures of people falling down from ice skating. The world isn't as sick as I give it credit for.

PS-Hannah, do not nominate this entry. I was looking for some good ideas I had saved to post about when I was stuck, but I couldn't find them. I repeat, DO NOT NOMINATE this entry. I will try to make the good entry tomorrow.

As I sat in the worship service before the sermon, began I saw that I had to get out of here. Here were 10 people on the stage singing songs I didn't know and it was really "showy".

I thought about other churches I had tried and how they didn't really work. I thought I may want to come back to this church. But I wasn't ready right now. I was feeling way too emotional. The whole time I was in there, I thought, I need to get on my anti-depressant medication. I have about a three week supply left, and hopefully that will last me until i get a job with medical benefits.

I thought about my faith in God. Showing your faith is all about demonstrating love to others. Yet I felt overwhelmed and I felt like I didn't want to get to know these people. I felt awkward.

I felt glad that God has been there for me and has helped me through trying situations. But I wondered, am I who God really wants me to be? I wanted to run away from that service and go back to where I wouldn't have to be around people. I could feel a million emotions and I let my mind wander during the songs. I am guilty of that constantly.

For a long time, I always let my mind wander to dark places. Take me out of there......

Gossip: Britney reveals her alter ego

You could click on the link. But why don't I just tell you.  Britney = Red Hat = Rancette = me

Yep, it's true. Couldn't you tell by the way I danced?

Another year, another good film, and Martin Scorcese is probably going to lose to the Oscar again, because of Clint Eastwood, the Hollywood favorite:

Eastwood Becomes Oscar Favorite After DGA Win

I saw Million Dollar Baby. Yes, It was a really great film, but I mean The Aviator was superb and fantastic.  There's kind of a difference between "great" and "Superb/fantastic".  However, favoritism kind of plays a part in these award shows.

Poor Marty. Is knowing he deserved the award worth it? I mean, if he got the Oscar, I'd expect him to cry and maybe not even be able to make it to the podium.

(on a side note- Here something I "painted" http://artpad.art.com/?ib64yr1mw4b0 Thanks to alex http://commntyblackman.mindsay.com for the link to art.com)

I tried to avoid ripping off Hannah directly, http://fakeplasticmen.mindsay.com but I can no longer help it.

I like fakeplasticmen's journal.

I like to watch movies.

I like to watch foreign films and then stop looking at the subtitles, therefore not understanding what is going on in the movie.

I like to spend money I don't have.

I like to apply to nanny jobs and imagine cussing them out when they reject me.

I like to study French.

I like to listen to CDs I haven't listened to in awhile.

I like restarting my computer.

I like waiting by my cell phone for calls.

I like people with a funky sense of humor.

I like eating chocolate chips instead of Hershey's bars.

I like drinking lots of water.

I like to forget to clean my sink till it's really disgusting.

I like it when celebrities show how stupid they really are.

I like to imagine a perfect world, only to be shown how cruel it is.

I like it when deer aren't in the street so I don't have to slam on my brakes. Nashville = culture shock.

I like good weather.

I like chewing gum very loudly.

I like to procrastinate.

I like picking my nails after vowing not to.

I like thinking one day this whole world will explode from a nuclear bomb.

I like thinking how many people choke every day and live to report it on Mindsay.

I like furry animals.

I like stuffed animals that talk.

I like thinking about visiting Europe again.

I like thinking about how I am not a nanny for bratty kids.

I like thinking about freepouring two bottles at once when I am a bartender.

I like thinking about wilding kissing the man of my dreams (undiscovered as of yet).

I like being alone.

I like smart people.

I like it when I have too many replies to answer in my Mindsay inbox.

I like reading the top blogs of the day.

I like being used to disappointment, so I can't be disappointed.

I like to have food fights although I've never been in one.

I like thinking about Britney's chihuahua.

I like thinking about my chihuahua.

I like it when people pick their noses.

I like french onion soup.

I like my cute little red hat.

I like my fish, Rance.

I like cotton candy.

I like going to the dentist.

I like puking, unlike skittles' sister.

I like popcorn without any kernels and lots of butter.

I like it when wars end.

I like thinking about dead people who are good and shouldn't have died.

I like K-Pax, even though no one else did.

update:

more...

I like snowflakes that are half-way melted.

I like anti-bacterial waterless soap.

I like using a knife instead of scissors.

I like the Eiffel Tower.

I like writing till my brain explodes.

I like gangsters.

I like good priests.

I like slouching.

I like thinking about how fat Christina Aguilera will be in a few years.

I like marshmallows that are tiny.

I like putting my drinks in the freezer.

I like driving realllly fast.

I like to fix my problems.

I like thinking about people's sex lives.

T H E   E N D     F O R    N O W

When you're at your inbox, there is a "Feedback" button at the very top / right. I have been trying to get on to aostrow & dustball about this for awhile, but they won't listen. So if you feel the same way, tell them the following:

Since Mindsay has grown, please include the top 20 top blogs instead of just 6.

There have been really great posts, especially in the last 3 days. And I've nominated the heck out of some posts, and they don't show up.  That means there's lots of great stuff people have written that people are missing out on.

And maybe if someone besides me says something, they'll listen!!  I mean how many times have you wondered, who was #7?

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The Fast & The Furious

Bewitched

Breakfast at Tiffany's

Apocalypse Now

Donnie Darko

The Brat in the Hat

White Men Can't Jump

"F" is For Fake

Fortune Cookie

I'm 74% freak!!

You are Marla Singer...You have some power to play
with people's minds and get under their
skin...even if you don't intend to. Tho they
try to hate you..they can't help but wonder
what you're really like behind the brattiness.

Which Fight Club Character are you?
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Well it seems weird to think about several years ago when it was time for me to pick out a major at college. Music, it was, undeniably.   Well, I think I realized by my Junior year this was a terrible mistake.  After graduation, I finally went back to my love of screenwriting.  Well, actually it was during college.

When I was a sophomore, I tried to start a band with this other girl. She wanted to start a country band, and I was like ok. She'd be the singer, I'd play the keys, and she wanted either chicks or guys to be the bass player, drummer, and guitarist.  I thought this was unbelievably boring and I suggested we find a fiddle player or banjo player or some unusual instrument.  Well, anyhow, we never made it as a band, and although I searched to be part of another band to share my songs with, I never found it and so I failed as a songwriter.

THE END

First song:

Better

Verse One:

Maybe I can  write myself into my own life

Maybe your words don't quite cut like a knife

Cause I'm numb, sometimes I want to feel

But first I'm going to have to heal

Chorus:

Is it getting Better? We'll see

You know, I'm not just wrapped up in me

But if you're effortless where I'm concerned

I won't keep my candle burned

Maybe I didn't come through clear

Or you could be consumed with your fear

I don't know

Verse Two:

I wonder what's so wrong w/ me that you won't

Wanna have me close maybe you do, but you don't

I want to ignore your indifference so I can think you're great

I think we had a chance, but now it's getting too late

Bridge:

Is dragging on better than letting go

Should I tell you these things so you will know

Should I leave you in the lurch as you leave me

Should I open my eyes and stop pretending

Will add another one later.

I liked the scene in Ghostworld where Thora Birch is working in the movie theater selling popcorn. She of course hates her job and tells her customer that it has so much butter, that they shouldn't eat the popcorn or they'll die.

It reminds me when I used to work in a movie theater. No, I didn't work in concessions, but one day they needed me in concessions. They're like, it's easy, you just make the popcorn and fill it up in bags.  So this lady cusses at me "This is not quality popcorn. It has too much salt" or too much butter. or it had sat out too long. I don't remember. I just remember thinking, you bought a f*cking bag of popcorn from a lousy theater, and you want quality? Sure, it's expensive enough, but f*ck we were slammed, and what the hell did she want?

Seeing this nasty picture of popcorn also reminds me of the time several years ago where I kinda choked on popcorn and I gave popcorn another chance and choked on it next time too. So I decided no more popcorn.  That was about 10 years ago. I think I have eaten popcorn like 5 times since then.  It is just too dangerous.

Why do popcorn memories have to be so bad for me?

Thanks to http://neonite.mindsay.com, Kassie, who inspired the idea to write a post around a picture!

Well I think all disclaimers are bad and unnecessary.  But I will have to say that I don't know anything about history or politics, but that these thoughts have been running through my mind lately.  If you are liberal and proceed to read and are offended and flame me, i will delete your comments. That being said, I don't want praise either. Yeah maybe I should make this a private entry, but I swear if a certain person I am thinking of gives me any flack for this.... GRRR....

That being said.

Joan of Arc was a great person who brought France together. In the French movie version starring Sandrine Bonnaire, it shed some light on Joan like I have never seen before (much more illuminating than the Lee Lee Sobieski version, although I liked that one too, a lot). 

So anyway, Joan is telling this village they must surrender to her and they call her the Anti-Christ and shoot her leg with an arrow.  These people call this girl whom God has spoken to the Anti-Christ.  I remember my mouth hanging wide open.

I remember the first time Bush was elected, this Christian model fasted once per week for months before the election to ensure that Bush would be elected.  And he was.  And it was so close.  And I remember thinking that God certainly had a hand in it.

And I remember weeks before the reelection, my boyfriend, now ex saying how Bush thinks he is chosen by God but how he blasphemes and kills innocent people.  While some people felt Bush was in power through God's power, my ex felt that Bush was a blasphemer and was the worst thing for this country.

So what, is this the case?  Or is it like the French people calling Joan of Arc the Anti-Christ?  Is what Bush doing right or wrong?

Sure this has something to do with oil. Sure it's probably unnecessary to be there in Iraq.  Sure, why hasn't Osama been caught? I know a lot of people are talking about our exit strategy.

But I don't understand why these self-righteous people proclaim "Peace". I know about these peace demonstrators.  One of them was illegally parked in a lot where I used to work. When the security guard went out there to tell them to get lost, they ran over this security guard's leg and she was in a cast for months. Some protest for peace.  Every time I passed them after that, I honked my horn to scare them.  The freaking idiots.

And I’m not sure that after 9/11 we could have just sat there and not proclaimed war at all. What the heck is this country thinking?  Also I think it is way too easy for terrorists to enter and live in our country. Nobody is investigating these people saying they don’t want to encroach on their freedoms. 

I could go on. But I guess my point is that this past election… people on each side tried to make the voter nervous by turning this into a spiritual issue.  According to my convictions, Bush was the obvious choice.  But to accuse Bush of misusing the power God gave him, when Kerry’s plan for handling the war in Iraq was basically the same?

Nichole Nordeman has a song “Wide-Eyed”:

“Not so long ago, a man from Galilee
Fed thousands with His bread and His theology
And the truth He spoke
Quickly became the joke
Of educated, self-inflated Pharisees like me

And they were wide eyed in disbelief and disillusion
They were tongue tied, drawn by their conclusions
Would I have turned and walked away
And laughed at what He had to say
And casually dismissed Him as a fraud
Unaware that I was staring at the image of my God”

I followed NN’s career for her first two albums, which were pretty good, but then I quickly became tired of her.  She spoke about becoming a better songwriter, but I thought she only got worse. Ok, I’ll shut up now.

-

-

Franz Ferdinand

They rock my socks off

But sometimes I'm confused they

sound like The Killers

-

Blondie

Debbie sings of drugs

And dancing, eating guitars

On my IPOD now

-

The Strokes

Sometimes I wish that

they would release an album

Every month or so

-

Radiohead

Bleak, sparse, hypnotic

Thom Yorke is on a mission

To make our ears fly

-

Jewel

Used to like that girl

But now that folkie can go

Back to Alaska

-

Prince

A sex symbol then

A symbol, now when I see

him I just think "sex"

-

Alanis Morissette

She's engaged, hard to

Think this rocker found love but

She found peace first. Ha.

-

JLo

I thought she should stick

To acting Until Gigli.

Now, sing and don't act.

-

John Lennon

It's hard to think that

He was shot and none of the

Rolling Stones are dead.

-

Ashlee Simpson

Every star lip-synches

So why does she get the heat

for SNL, huh?

-

The Vines

Australian druggies

Would be so much cooler if

They went to rehab.

-

Boy bands

All boy bands are gone

But they'll resurface for the

Next generation

-

The Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Karen O's voice is

Orgasmic. i totally

Got them from the start.

-

The White Stripes

Jack keeps Meg in the

Picture, ruining chances with

Renee Zellweger.

-

Madonna

Material girl

Joins Kaballah group, Fellow

Pop stars join mission

-

Britney Spears

She thought she'd marry

Justin, but managed to find

Someone even worse

-

Lindsay Lohan

I haven't heard her

Record but she sounded good

In Drama Queen film

-

U2

Bono thinks that

You can save the world through song

He's making a dent?

-

Pulp Fiction Soundtrack

Sucky songs never

Sounded better than when junk-

ies Are ODing

-

Liz Phair

I know she's a slut

But I like her since she sold

Out. Now she sounds good.

-

Bob Dylan

He's the joker, the

father of modern song and

You can't deny that

-

Avril Lavigne

Cut your hair off you

Angst-ridden Canadian

Or I will for you

-

Good Charlotte

You have nothing left

To criticize now that you

Have fame and power

-

Michael Jackson

You are so lucky

That I'm not the judge, don't touch

Kids if you're released

-

Christina Aguilera

If she were any

Sluttier she'd have to be

Full-time prostitute

-

Hilary Duff

I don't know if she

Or her chihuahua has the

Cutest, little face.

-

Celine Dion

If I hear that song

With the Irish flutes one more

Time, I'll kill myself

-

Coldplay

Chris and Gwyneth fight

Over who's the real celeb

In the family

-

Clay Aiken

Some say he is gay

But I think he's the cutest

Thing in the whole world

-

so there are 2 million married men that are gay, right? That's the statistic.

So when this guy IMs me tonight, I ask if his team won. and he says something unintelligible in sporty terms so I ask what he means and he dumbs it down by using other sports lingo which i have no clue what he means still. so i say phew at least you're not gay, cause you like sports.  And he freaked out like WHHHATTT!!?!!?? I don't know who blocked who first.

The moral of the story is, those 2 million women didn't ask their men "Are you gay?"

I may have saved myself a lot of trouble by bringing up the gay issue within the first 5 seconds of meeting this guy.

PS- ok maybe a handful did ask. maybe some of them lied?

When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a pirate.  I wanted to dress up as a pirate for Halloween but my mom said it wasn’t decent. Finally, the year I graduated high school, I realized that I should study at an oceanography institute in Southern California. 

My second semester I flunked out, because I partied and missed my morning classes.  Hock, a fellow drop-out, invited me to become a world-traveler with him.  We had no money, so we built our own ship out of scrap wood.  It wasn’t that sturdy, so the only place we were able to sail was Catalina Island.

I wish I could say I was attracted to Hock, but I really wasn’t.  One night he tried something, so I stabbed him with my dagger.  I thought I was going to go crazy, because now I was alone and all I had to eat were the native coconuts.

Three or four months passed.  I can’t even recount how long it was.  Then a big, grand ship arrived to my side of the island.  I stowed away on the ship, and it was about four days before I was discovered.  I thought they were going to throw me overboard, so I suggested that I join their crew.

“Arr, matey, yer one of us now,” a short pirate with a peg-leg and an eye-patch said.  He was a stereotypical pirate and I hoped to be as repulsive as him one day.

The captain was the most handsome man I had ever seen.  I offered to be his mistress and he laughed at me.  “None of this is real,” he said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes.  The ship was a film set.  I saw the cameras and the crew, capturing this whole scene with the actor and me.

“Could I be in the movie too?” I asked.

“Sorry, auditions have already been held,” the actor said.

“No wonder no one wanted to harm me.  I’m really disappointed.  I’ve always wanted to be a pirate.”

Thinking my life couldn’t get any worse, I confessed to killing Hock.  No one believed me however.  Soon the film wrapped, and I moved back in with my parents.  Now I spend the whole day in bed, watching TV and eating fatty meals.  Sometimes I think of the time I almost became a pirate.

**

Thanks to http://littlered.mindsay.com/ and the Jan. 12th entry, cause now I thought of something to post about.

I have always had no trouble coming up with a five year plan. Do this in 5 years. this is what I want in 5 years. Once in an interview I was asked what my 5 year plan was, and what my 10 year plan was. Since it was a Christian company, I thought "I have no idea what God has planned for me and I don't want to make any plans, because God has a way of changing our plans" was a good answer. I'm not sure I didn't get the job because of that answer, it was probably something else.

But the point is, I'm really weird about the future. I'd like to know what's going to happen. All of us do, really. And I've been tempted to see a psychic. Just to know what was going to happen.

But I know it's against God's will. Plus I knew about a Christian lady who went to see a psychic and she was in her thirties and they said she was going to die a violent death before she was 40. I've lost contact with her, but she is about 40 now.

God has given us a future and a hope and sometimes it's hard to see it, especially when things aren't going your way. I was kind of depressed yesterday morning.  I woke up at 11 am (something I never do) and started feeling depressed, because I didn't think there were any jobs out there for me.  Just my depression kicking in, but I felt better when I found out 3 new places I could apply.

I still have trouble with the 10 year plan, but I find it easier and more manageable to try and come up with a 5 year plan.

Things I'd like to do within the next 5 years:

• Move back to California (this year).
• Visit Italy (next year).
• Get my first book published.
• Not get married.
• Get a new car.

Well, that's kind of a dumb list off the top of my head. But it's important to have goals. If you don't, then you won't accomplish anything.

Well i'll say what's on my mind. I got my ears pierced at 12. my left ear is fine, but my right ear, always closes up quickly. everday when I try to put my earrings in and it closes back up. i have to like jab the earring through my right ear. anyway, this morning when I tried to put the earring in my ear got all bloody. well, this may be a stupid question, but should I get my right ear pierced again? Does anyone else have the problem where one ear is fine but the other closes up?

-rancette

well I got a job as a bartender. but it is really weird. I don't even need to mix drinks. i'm at the airport, so if anyone is in nashville visit me at the airport. the only thing is that this bar is only open to Delta customers. I start Tuesday. yay I guess. But it's only part-time so I'll have no insurance still and that sucks.  I don't know how long I want to be here. they had to finger print me cause it was at the airport and I have to take a bus in from their parking.  that sucks, but I'll stick it out for awhile.

-rancette

I rented the movie Five Obstructions from Blockbuster after first looking it up on imdb.com

Even though it was a Lars von Trier film, I wasn't sure whether or not I'd like it at all.

Even though Lars von Trier is an arrogant asshole (this was the main "obstruction" of this film's greatness) this film was very original and thought-provoking.

Very much like Run, Lola Run a film where Lola's future depends on one thing... and 3 or 4 different versions of the movie play out with different endings.  Five Obstructions is like this.  There are five different movies with the same storyline.  Each short film has "obstructions" or rules they must abide by.  Everyone knows that filmmaking should have no rules that directors and writers should have an artistic license. But by setting these obstructions, the films take on a new life of their own.

Even though I'm sure this film isn't for everyone and the fact that Lars von Trier is so stuck up is kinda annoying, I still recommend it. I'd be interested to know what anyone else thinks of this if they chose to see it. Amy/napkinshoe have you seen it?

-rancette

I liked reading rraspberry's message about Valentine's Day. I think tomorrow I'll post on the guy who hit on me in Paris.

But first I think I'll post on how I've been feeling.  Mean, sad, dirty, like a bitch. 

Mean, cause I like to blow people off or write them off.

Sad because I was reading a blog about how someone's dad had a kidney stone and it reminded me of when my dad got a kidney stone. I was so worried. At first when they didn't know what was going on I thought he was going to die.

Dirty...  Nashville must have been the very last place to get "Bad Education" by Almodovar. I put off seeing it cause of the rating. I still felt guilty watching it.  Then I rented Wonderland w/Val Kilmer. I didn't realize it was about a porn star or ex-porn star. Well, I decided to watch it anyway, but turned it off after like 5 or 10 minutes. I really couldn't handle it. 

Like a bitch... I think it's just me. I respond to people and think wow they are just such a bitch, knowing that it's probably just me. I was watching "My Voyage to Italy" an excellent movie after turning off the horried "Wonderland".  Well, I was amazed at Martin Scorcese and his evaluation of several Italian films. He valued compassion and love. I wish I could love everybody.

I guess I feel like a bitch because I would rather write people off. I would rather distance myself from others.Cause I envision how I could get hurt by them, but instead am hurt myself.

When I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind the second time, it really hit home.  (spoilers ahead?) Joel was mad when Clementine played her tape that was proof that they had met before. The tape mentioned all the reasons why Clementine wanted to erase Joel.  And Joel was so mad that he hurt Clem and said he never wanted to talk to her again, and Clem didn't understand why he couldn't forgive her.  Then he listened to his tape saying the reasons why he wanted to erase Clementine... she heard that and was upset and didn't want to forgive him either.

The first time around I thought the ending was happy. But the second time around it seemed sad.  If they stayed together, they would know what really irks the other person about them and maybe they would always wonder if they were happy or wasting their lives.

I don't want to give this movie credit for inspiring this, but I mouthed off all the reasons I thought my friend Leigh was a bitch, after she treated me terribly. A lot of the conversation was through emails while she was at work. And finally she said stop saying all these things to me.  Say it to me in person if you have a problem with me. So I just don't talk to her anymore. I don't really know how after i told her off.

This week I was just feeling bad. Why did my parents have kids, just to throw me to the wolves? Sometimes they take care of me sometimes they don't.  Sometimes it seems like they want to make things better and sometimes they just push me away.

I used to think that my dad was the good parent and my mom was the bad one.  Because my dad was away at work, but when he came home, he most always made time for us and was nice.  And my mom would always yell at us and make me feel like sh**.

But I'm upset, because my dad is mad at me for not being able to get along with my mom. and I'm upset with my dad because not only did he pick out my mom, he used tactics that were controlling to push me away. Two months before I went to college, he said that he must approve of the school and that if he didn't approve of it, I couldn't go. That's after I was accepted...and two months before? I couldn't pick another school now if I wanted to, so my dad better have liked the school. He did, but he lost his job a month later. I never really blamed him for that.  But all of a sudden my mom was saying how now we had to take out loans and when registering for school she also shoved loan papers in my face. I was so depressed, because I wasn't expecting this. I tried to smile for my pic on my school ID card, but I couldn't and so my first ID card I was frowning, unable to smile, my worst picture ever.

And they said I couldn't work so I could study for school and make good grades, but they also weren't going to give me any money, so I said screw them and left home and got a job.

Then most recently my mom sent me a nasty email saying I don't love her and that when she tries to hug or kiss me I pull away like she's poison. And she blames me for not having a good relationship, because she "tries" and she would do "anything" and I wouldn't so it's all my fault.

So the last time I saw my parents, my dad hugged and kissed me.  And I hugged my mom and I would have let her kissed me, but she pulled away. So I don't like how they're saying I blame them for everything and that it's my fault. And I don't like feeling no love for anyone. 

Right now I feel all alone and depressed and sad that I didn't get another job.

Leigh's boyfriend who broke up with her who made her go psycho now works at Starbucks.  And to console her I used to make fun of her boyfriend for working at Starbucks and I made fun of how much he made.  Even though this job at Starbucks has insurance for full-time workers, I would be more than embarrassed to work there. They  pay a lot less per hour than what I used to make and less than the job at the airport.

I remember finding out two people from college worked at Starbucks now, and I snobbily thought, good, I never liked them, i'm glad to see they haven't made it. Yes, I'm still on my point about proving what a bitch I am. So no way would I work at Starbucks. I'd skip going to a concert or forget about my meds, but no way would I want anyone to find out that I worked at Starbucks. I might have before, but it would be just what I deserved to work there myself after putting someone down for working there.

Yes, I have a college degree and I feel stupid that I can't find anything else.  especially full-time. that would have solved my problems. but no, all i could find was something part-time at the airport.

I forget what else I was going to say....

Sorry I hate long entries. I just had a bunch of things built up and thought I'd write about all of them.

I am one day early, but who cares?

Last year right after Valentine's Day, I went to Paris. I had always wanted to go and finally after watching so many French films, I wanted to experience Paris for myself.  Usually people don't hit on me left and right, but 3 people hit on me during the week I was in Paris.  Maybe it was because I was out every night.

So the first day I'm there, this guy says something to me in French. I say something to the effect that I don't speak French and he tries English. And he recommends that I go see the "Sacre Coeur". And I was explaining that I had it on my list and don't worry I was going to go there in a few days. 

He kept saying "go to the Sacre Coeur" like a million times. Finally he's said, "Let's go now." I figured, ok, I have a tour guide, why not.

So the Sacre Coeur is a church in the heart of Montmartre. You can take this lift so you don't have to climb all the stairs. And he was holding his hand and telling me his name, "Nacem." It was hard to remember for some reason, so I kept forgetting  his name. "Nacem" he kept repeating. 

"Allison" was hard for him to understand to. He thought my name was Alexis.  "No, Allison". He couldn't understand that, so I said my name was "Alice" and he understood that.  "Oh, Alice!"

So he's holding my hand and after the church, he's kissing the top of my head. And I'm feeling really weird, because I met this guy 20 minutes ago.  Then he's like "let's walk down there" to this secluded area with gates and stuff.

And so I said "Au revoir".  He looked at me shocked, like he expected me to go with him, a stranger, into some secluded area w/ him.

And so there ends the story of Nacem & me.  The other two guys met similar fates. And then there was the bartender at Sans Sanz who wanted me to go to the "discotechque" or disco when he got off work at 3 am.  Uh, no thanks.  I don't know if disco was still cool in Paris a year ago, but it's been out of style here in America for 25 years.

THE END

So I took the test today to get my ABC card, right?

And the teacher did roll call.  And there was this girl named Corinna. And the teacher messed up counting the students so she had to do the role again. And she thought Corinna was a man the second time and called her Mister and then by her last name.  I don't know about you, but does Corinna sound like a man's name?

My Valentine's Day story.

So today I had to take a test to be issued an ID to have access to the airport.

I met this guy who asked me out tonight. He said he was 21 going on 22, but according to his sheet that I peeked at he was 20 going on 21. 1984, will turn 21 this year right? Can't even buy liquor! Would be worthless boyfriend!!

Just kidding.

But he asked why I didn't have a boyfriend (Attention!! Guys, never ask this stupid question).

I guess the honest answer would be because I turn everybody down!!

So I am going to be lonely this year (not really, because I have my Mindsay friends), but it is all my fault. He wasn't bad looking, just too young and I told him that.

Well I called my Mom last night for Vday. I forget which blog I read this on, but it was someone I admired. And they said that vday is also for friends and family not just love birds. I was going to email my grandmother too, because this is like her second vday without my grandfather. But I didn't.

And anyway, my dad was at a prayer meeting so my mom was all alone for vday. I can't stand my mother sometimes either, so I had to try to put up the effort and call.  My parents are the kind of people who would never get a divorce. I would understand if they're unhappy though. They both have really crummy jobs and my dad used to have a really good job. I don't know what happened to them.

So I'm working on this good post, but I have been working on it in my head for the past few weeks and I'm not sure how to make it cooler. But I'm working on it... hope you enjoy, because by the time I'm done with it, it will have taken me actually years of research to have come up with this. So you better like it or else.  (don't you love suspense? you better, cause I'm not telling you what it is yet, haaahaaa!)

I feel like I'm in Hollywood, because there's this one lady I work with who looks AND laughs like Karen from Will & Grace (Megan Mullally).

And there's this girl I kept looking at and she reminds me exactly of Andie MacDowell. They must be related, I swear.

Tips were okay.  The guy who trained me said he got 0 tips yesterday, but I got a few today, well more than a few, so I'm glad about that.

Something funny... we have to take a bus to our employee parking lot... which takes forever.  But if you sit toward the back of the bus, it's easier to get off the bus more quickly. And I saw this African American head toward the back of the bus.  And I thought.... you have the freedom to sit on the front of the bus now and you choose to go to the back!!

PS-Oh yeah. I was reminded of this when I was at mrcarlisle's site. So it was my first day at work and this other lady asked me if I would take care of her dogs when she went on vacation. Ha ha dogs are ok. I was just wishing I had one.

Don't you love my creative titles?

So the cutest guy dropped down from HEAVEN today and I'm spilling the ice as I'm trying to put it IN the cup.  And I'm dying, because he's so cute and hoping he's a regular customer. And then I forget what he ordered, but I could hardly get the liquid IN the glass too.  And then I tried to subletly look and see his ring finger cause his left hand was just sitting on the counter. And there was a big, fat, gold ring on his ring finger and so that sucked.

Wooo! I was busy yesterday and didn't get a chance to post.

THE END

I was one of those people who always used to read books for fun.  Now, I am in the middle of two interesting books, but can’t seem to finish them for the life of me.  I wonder if it’s because everyone has ADD/ADHD and everything is targeted in bite-sizes now that I am used to things coming in smaller packages.

I am writing my third book, and I wrote six handwritten pages yesterday while at work, because that was the only time that I had yesterday and we weren’t that busy.  And I think I am writing about an interesting if not overused topic, but I am so darn bored of this book already.  As it is, I told you I write children’s books, and my two previous books are pretty short. I target ages 8 – 12 pretty much, and my books are kinda short for even them.

I hate description.  While reading the description of the office, or the whatever, I’m like skimming, saying, hey, I only have so much time.  Spare me the description.  Give me the details.  Maybe there’s not enough description in my books.  But I’d rather there be too little than too much.  I like to think that people can use their imaginations.

• Spilling a full glass of Merlot at work, giving me an ample chance to clean the counter. (these guys wanted three glasses and the counter was just too crowded)
• Being a guest bloggist for Nelson. If you haven't read my pirate story, be sure to. http://piratesofpensacola.tripod.com/blarg/index.blog?from=20050219
• Redoing my header at Mindsay.
• Um, upgrading my aol messenger. IM me at mercirancette. I am not bored, just stuck for ideas about what to do. I should be cleaning my place but that is no fun.

scrimshaw by Flarq

From xoSamanthaxo!!!!

A) First, recommend to me:
1. a movie:
2. a book:
3. a musical artist, song, or albumn:


(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. I'll answer what I can.

http://www.usatoday.com/tech/news/2005-02-20-couple-blogs_x.htm?csp=N007&RM_Exclude=Juno

This article says, "The Pew Internet and American Life Project finds that 27% of online adults in the United States read blogs, and 7% write them."  I am now one of 7% of online adults in america. I'm sure that number will climb.

I read this message from an old online mailing list that I've been on for like 8 years and one guy said that he didn't like blogs or hated them. Well, then another guy finally got around to creating his own blog.

It's weird how Internet communication has evolved from say mailing lists to chat rooms to homepages... to now, blogging.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

To be in hell apart from God, forever, no second chances.

Where would you like to live?

Los Angeles, I promise I'm going back there.

What is your idea of earthly happiness?

Lots of money, mansion, cool electronic gear and a man who loves me (materialistic I know!)

To what faults do you feel most indulgent?

Lying, Judging, Insulting, lots more...

Who are your favorite heroes of fiction?

Rance, muahahhhaa, Joel in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Who are your favorite heroes in real life/ history?

Enoch, Jesus, Noah,

Who are your favorite heroines in real life/history?

Esther, Joan of Arc, St. Agnes, Jane Addams

Who are your favorite heroines of fiction?

Elinor Dashwood of Sense & Sensibility fame

Your favorite painter?

Matisse

Your favorite musician?

Lots. Maybe Aimee Mann or Tori Amos.

The quality you most admire in a man?

subtlety

The quality you most admire in a woman?

warmness

Your favorite virtue?

kindness

Your favorite occupation?

Writer

Who would you have liked to be?

A Female Charlie Kaufman or sometimes I wish I had been the Virgin Mary.

Your most marked characteristic?

Either my sense of humor or my cynicism.

In what country would you like to live?

France, but England would do.

What is your favorite color? Hot Pink
What is your favorite flower? Yellow Roses
What is your favorite bird? Canary

Who are your favorite prose writers? Jenny Holzer
Who are your favoite poets? Me & Bob Dylan
Who is your favorite hero of fiction? wtf don't ask me this again
Who are your favorite heroines of fiction? wtf don't ask me this again

Who are your favorite composers?

Mozart & Vivaldi. forget about the rest. although there is a place in my heart for Schumann.

I have rediscovered my ice fetish. When I was younger I remember a lot of ice in the sink and my mom saying, "don't waste the water melting the ice. You don't need to do that."

Well as I dump out the glasses with ice into the sink, I feel the need to wash it down with water. I love watching the ice melt.

Now, as we speak, I am freezing a bunch of ice cubes in those trays. I am going to dump it all out in the sink and home and take a picture of it melting. Pictures tomorrow. It really is wonderful to watch ice melt.

A drop of cranberry juice splashed in my eye.

The insurance company realized they overlooked paying a doctor's bill and will pay it now.

Nothing exciting is going on.

I need to make a tuna sandwich for lunch.

Oh yes, and last night two people were being overcuddly at Blockbuster in the new releases section.

My good friend Sarah is going to jail for downloading music. Not really, but I scared her into possibly uninstalling limewire from her account. And I figured that if I could scare her, I could probably scare you too!

This article says music sales are down by 31% primarily due to internet theft: http://www.theeastcarolinian.com/vnews/display.v/ART/2003/12/04/3fce4b4d99f89

Let me tell you, that is a bunch of crap.  Yes, some sales have been lost.  I, myself would have probably bought a couple Avril Lavigne or Ryan Adams recordings and am glad that I have not had to.  Oh yeah, and that Lindsay Lohan purchase would have totally been wasted. 

No, sales are down, because the recording industry wants to charge high prices for albums and because recordings tend to suck. Now, astonishingly, the industry has really worked to bring down prices. I bought the Killers album back when I wasn't sure who they were, but I read the good reviews and it was $7.99 at Best Buy. I wasn't about to NOT buy it.

But about that other problem...sucky albums.  I have bought several good albums in the last year, but it remains a problem that a lot of bad music is being released.

So let's say downloading music doesn't make that much of a dent in sales. It's still illegal.  (even though sometimes downloading a song will let me know if I want to buy an album---I might never have bought The Postal Service's CD)

I knew from reading trade magazines that Kazaa users were especially suceptible to being track down.  I got rid of Kazaa, which I didn't really use much anyway. I stuck to Bearshare.  I read a couple more articles where teens were fined huge amounts of money, even though they didn't "realize" their actions were illegal.  We're talking about $10,000 per song.  And even though my friend Sarah that I mentioned earlier had only downloaded 60 songs (yeah right Sarah!!!), multiply that times 10 grand.

Needless to say, Bearshare hasn't been on my computer for sometime. 

I would encourage you to take off any illegal downloading that you have on your computer. They will find you, take you for what you're worth and then some. You could buy a lot of music for $600,000.

They don't even target all the uploaders. They target normal people, people with no money in fact. This website claims over 2,000 people have been sued successfully: http://www.cmta.com/brochure.htm While the average price they have settled on is $3,000, the RIAA is able to sue for $150,000 per song (according to this website).

Yesterday, someone at work said, "your eyes are just so angelic. No, that's not a come on line. You're just so angelic." So while I knew that actually was a come on line, that was just the beginning.

The next person asked for a lemon with their drink. So as I was grabbing a lemon, he said, "no, Green." and so I said, "Oh, a lime?" And he said, "No, a lemon." So when I grabbed the lemon he said, "No. Green!!"  He got all upset at me. I thought his English was good enough, but there was a trace of some accent.  But someone actually got upset at me because I asked if they wanted a lime.... and they wanted a green lemon...

And last, but not least, I made this guy like 5 martinis and screwed up everyone of them.  I hate martinis, because we don't have the right kind of mixing glass. In case you think that maybe I did ok, but I'm too self-concious... when he was asking for his 5th martini, he was on his cell phone. And he said "wait i'm in the middle of ordering a martini. and every martini has been a disaster for this poor girl!"

So I'm thinking of getting my own mixing kit.

The first martini I started pouring the vodka in before the vermouth. Then I put the vermouth in, then the vodka and I'm thinking, "how am I going to strain this into the cup?" So there was this tin and I only used the top part, because the other part hadn't been used in awhile and I didn't want it to get dirty. So I strained it and the drink went all over the table. So I asked if I could just add another ounce of vodka (vodka martini, yay!) and he said ok.

Well, the second martini, I forgot that he wanted it "up" without ice instead of on the rocks, because we only have rocks glasses, not those fancy martini glasses.

The third martini, was ok I think, but it looked a little bit low. I think it was because I used no ice, although I used the strainer this time.

The next time, the strainer got stuck and I couldn't open it again while I was making the martini. I forget why I needed to open it. But the guy opened it with his keys.  I put like three ounces of vodka in there that time so it wouldn't look so low.

Maybe he only ordered four, but it seemed like five.

And then everyone who worked there kept telling me that no one stayed at the job long and was I really coming back the next day? It was a joke for the first week, but they keep expecting me to leave any day. And it's kind of getting annoying.

I had just finished seeing the movie About Schmidt maybe a year or so ago. And I told my parents (because they always ask what I've seen). And my dad made me guess his favorite character. So I'm guessing... the Jack Nicholson character? The Kathy Bates character? The daughter? Jack Nicholson's Wife? No, no, no, no.

Well, my dad's favorite "character" had been Ndugu the sponsored child.

I have had a sponsored child for like a million years now (approximately six??). First she was five, then she was eight, then I lost track, but she must be 11 if my calculations are correct. 

So anyway, the program I am going through have all these rules.  Do talk about this, don't talk about that. Well, I just never wrote because I was afraid that I'd talk about something I shouldn't (social distinctions, etc).

So of course in About Schmidt, he talks about like every single detail in his life to this poor kid.  And we're talking some crazy stuff.

But I never wrote until like a year later. And then I just sent an email today.  So like I've sent two messages in the last six years.  I suck.  I thought that maybe I'll be better about this.  But I don't know.  What do you say to a cute, eleven year old kid who lives in India?  (she drew me pictures on her messages...yes, she's always faithful about writing ME. I feel so guilty. So i thanked her for that. And I told her about my new job). 

So I don't know. That's my story.

From http://aparadox.mindsay.com

What if everybody did this?  Do you think it will happen?

http://www.worldjumpday.org/

The Oscars (winners at the bottom)

Chris Rock starts out by saying "Sit yo' asses down!!" Man!! and "four black actors are nominated today"

He Introduced presenter Halle Berry as star of Monster's Ball & the upcoming Catwoman 2. HA HA HA!!

Aww, Morgan Freeman's first academy award. He is just the kindest, sweetest actor. There are few actors that I think are so deserving.

OMG Robin Williams' Jack Nicholson's impression is scarily exactly like him!! Whoa!!

Oh wow, Beyonce is singing in French. Update:  OH WOW, she has sung THREE SONGS now. Shoot, this is a record.

Pierce Brosnan- HA HA!! Complete with laryngitis!!

Adam Sandler & Catherine Zeta Jones were supposed to present an award for Best Adapted Screenplay, but CZJ was nowhere to be found!! CHris Rock pretended to be CZJ instead. It was priceless!!

My gosh!! Al Pacino is a great actor, but as a speaker he is BORING!!!!!!!!

Now here's a serious question... Does anyone really like Emmy Rossum (Phantom of the Opera, Mystic River)?

Kate Winslet's been nominated 4 TIMES!! HA HA!! I hope she wins this year. It must be frustrating to lose everytime.

WHOA - Salma Hayek & Penelope Cruz presenting together. I like Salma sometimes, but I don't like her bangs, and her hair is up just like Penelope's.

Anthony Banderas is SINGING!! Woww. not bad.

oh wow seeing preview's for John Stamos' Jake in Progress. I don't know whether or not to feel sorry for this guy. How fast is this show going to fail?

Um is it me, or does the fact that the best actress award is announced way before the best actor award mean that actresses are way less important than actors??? What is the deal with that.

Oscars Pre-Show

Natalie Portman's dress!! A huge slit in between her boobs that goes all the way down to her waist. Yuck!!

Annette Bening's hair---totally spiky and scary!

Hilary Swank has no skin revealed in the front of her dark blue dress, but the dress is backless.  Totally weird. Ok sorry to disagree with you sass. her hair and lips are gorgeous though.

Halle Berry-not crazy about her dress, but it is not horrific either.

Renee Zellweger's bangs are really weird. Her strapless red dress is nice though, but it is floor length. She might trip, watch out!!!

I love Laura Linney's necklace. Her dress is ok. But her hair!! It's all slicked back and I'm not crazy about it :(

Virginia Madsen's glittery dark blue dress!! She looks like a mermaid!!

Oh come on, they're not going to stop any stars 2 minutes before the oscars begin? But that's the best part!!

Check out http://sass104.mindsay.com for her Oscar predictions and the E pre-show!

From tv.Yahoo.com:

77th Annual Academy Awards
08:30 PM EST -ABC-
(Check local listings)

7:00 PM CST

There will be a FIVE second delay. They don't trust host Chris Rock. Oh come on. Chris Rock is one of my favorite comedians. I rented Paparazzi this weekend, and was sad to see him as "the pizza delivery guy".  He is a great comedian and should have larger roles than this!!

Winners

Art Direction - The Aviator

Best Supporting Actor - Morgan Freeman!!

Best Animated Feature - The Incredibles

Makeup - Lemony Snicket's  A series of unfortunate Events

Costume Design - The Aviator/ Sandy Powell whoa she looks like she is trying to be Katharine Hepburn with the hair, the clothes, and the voice!

Best Supporting Actress - Cate Blanchett, yayyY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! cate (to martin scorsese) "I hope my son will marry your daughter". !??!?!!??!!??!?!?!?!?!!?

Best Documentary Feature - Born into Brothels (wow it beat out Super Size me!!)

Best Film Editing - The Aviator

Best Adapted Screenplay - Sideways - wowww

Best Visual Effects - Spiderman 2

special award - Sidney Lumet -

Best Live Action Short - Wasp

Best Animated Short - Ryan

Best Cinematography - The Aviator - eww the guy is so ugly and he kissed Kate Winslet - GROSS!!

Best Sound Mixing -  Ray - funny a lot of white people got this award!

Best Sound Editors - The Incredibles

Best Documentary Short Subject (presented by loser Natalie Portman - sorry Nats) - The Children's March

Best Original Score - Finding Neverland

Herschel Award - Roger Mayer (not presented every year!!)

Best Original Song - Motorcyle Diaries - first Spanish song to be nominated/awarded

Best Actress - HERE WE GO!! I really liked the girl in Maria Full of Grace, but Kate Winslet is the best. HILARY SWANK WON OMG!! "I'm just a girl from a trailer park" Oh wow just like in the movie. :P She is the first woman to be nominated for being a FEMALE BOXER. wow, this might be a new trend. sign me up!

Best Foreign Language Film (presented with Gwyneth Paltrow, great long hair, hanging down, but the strapless peach/pink dress was a little low. but it was ruffly. not bad) - The Sea Inside (Spain) by Alejandro Amenabar (he wrote The Others & Vanilla Sky- I also recommend his Tesis AKA Thesis)

Best Original Screenplay - CHARLIE KAUFMAN, MICHEL GONDRY, PIERRE BISMUTH - Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Best Actor - omg they gave away the ending of Finding Neverland in their Johnny Depp clip. Winner: Jamie Foxx - Ray

Best Director - Clint Eastwood - Million Dollar Baby was good, but not as great as The Aviator. Yet another Academy mistake.

Best Picture - presented by the Fockers AKA Dustin Hoffman and Barbara Streisand - .... and the winner is Million Dollar Baby, awwww It won 4 out of the 7 academy awards it was nominated for.

OK Sass...after-party time!!!!! WOOOOOT!!!

Oh my goodness exciting news. First the least exciting of the exciting news.

1) Friday I agreed to meet this guy I met on the Internet tonight. I leave in about 15 minutes. So if I am kidnapped and you never hear from me again, this guy's name is ****. Supposedly, at least.

2) An exciting opportunity has opened up!! I will probably be moving to L.A. in May or June. I would move in May, but a friend wants me to housesit in June, so I may wait till June and housesit while looking for a roommate/apartment.  This is so exciting!! I'm sorry. I just found out today.

(thanks to Tess I found an appropriate title!!)

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now, we both got it straight that this wasn't a "date" this was just an opportunity to meet a new person.

I didn't think there would be anything exciting to report. Well, I was wrong.

hahahaha.

okay here we go. He said like 30 minutes before we left, "Well, on my profile I said I was divorced." Okay, I wasn't sure I read it thoroughly, but I just got back from checking and not only was his status "Single", nowhere on there did he mention he had been married.  This is good if only for the fact that I probably never would have met him if it had said divorced. Ok, well i thought I didn't notice that. But I did look at status, that is very important.

WHAT I DIDN'T NOTICE FOR REAL IS THAT....

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I WAS WEARING DIFFERENT SHOES. Yes, on one foot I was wearing the blue shoes with white stripes, kinda looks like bowling shoes. On the other I was wearing my aqua/teal/with brown shoes. OMG. I thought I was going to die. How he noticed this, I dunno. He was looking at my feet.

One other cool thing. I knew he was liberal and was "spiritual" but not Christian. And he re-emphasized this during our "get together". Well, anyway, I was kinda praying for an opportunity to share with him without being pushy of course! And well he straight out asked me "what is your concept of God?"

Whoa I was kind of shocked that I got an answer to prayer like that.  And I had been praying for a situation so I didn't have to work part-time at the airport for much longer, cause I calculated expenses and I might be breaking even. So I prayed about my living situation/job very heavily on Saturday and Sunday and by Monday, God totally answered my prayer and I'll be moving soon. I just love God :)

I didn't know some men were so concerned about their age.

A lady at our work who is about to retire knew this one person who came in all the time. He was relatively young and VERY Southern!! (think Cold Mountain!)

Anyway, he asked her to guess his age and she said "thirty? Thirty-five?"

He seemed almost offended and wasn't happy, so he asked me. He said to look at his "face, not the suit". So I said "twenty-seven" thinking he was probably older, but was unhappy with the older answer.

I might think anyone else who said "you are the sweeetest thing" was flirting with me, but like I said, he was Southern. It was funny.

PS-I learned that sometimes people like to put a splash of red wine in their bloody marys :-\

Have you ever thought that blogging provides some sort of stability? That maybe you and your friends might drift apart, but you'll always know where to find your blogging friends?

Well, blogs' addresses can change. They can even disappear. You might have enjoyed a blog for a long time and it might be gone all of a sudden. What if the blogger dies? How do you know if they have died? How do you know? Did they just stop posting or are they gone forever?

1 year from now, things will be different. You'll know different people, and you'll be surprised at who you're still in contact with. It might be a completely unexpected list than what you thought.

It's really weird. Some people I've stayed in contact with for seven years that I've met online. Some people I remember from 9 years ago, and have no idea where they are now.

Like "Melinda" who was the first person to send me chain letters.

Like "patty". A psychic told her she'd die a violent death before she was 40 and she'd be over 40 now. I still belong to the internet group where I met her, but I haven't heard from her in a couple years. I'm afraid to ask the other people if they know what happened to her.

Like "neil". We agreed at one point to trade our hand-written journals when we were ready for the other person to see them. I was too embarrassed at the thought of letting him read my journals, so I started a journal just for him to see (I only have written 10 pages in the past several years). Neil used to be really attractive, now he has a beer belly and his attraction is fading.

You never know who you are still going to know. Sometimes the people you want to stay in contact with ... you don't.

Here is just a sample of what some people are saying on Mindsay. I am thoroughly confused now!!

ログイン アカウントの作成 ショッピングカート ヘルプ トップへ ようこそ! ログインする もしくは、アカウントを作成する 商品検索最新ヘッドライン. – AllAroundPsycho

I always feel ponderus at these moments of contemplation. I ponder this and that and how if I wiggle my toes I almost feel human. - jewell

Ich fürchte, das wird jetzt einigen so gehen. - juleloe

I guess I want it both ways.  -labsnabys

I marched between a group dressed as bees and a bunch of people in dalmatian costumes. – donfilippo

I know what everyone is thinking already. -silly

Is the snow buzzing? -neonite

I got Mr Brightside stuck in my head! ARRRRRG - loopysnoopy

my grandma keeps calling my friend's houses. - lasirena

It seems that some boy had thrown a french fry at her today at lunch and it hit her smack dab in the eye haha. -skittles

I HAD NIGHTMARES ABOUT PIMPLES AND TI WAS HORRIBLE AND I CANT SLEEP EVER AGAIN!! -fakeplasticmen

That's all I have to write for now. I must watch the Germans die. –tattooedjen

you need to love as many people as possible. -msdania

redhat FREAKED ME OUT. - logicgurl

haha... you imposter you. - cuey

PS-I wanted to include all my friends, but that would take wayyyyy too long! If you are one of my friends and not included, I STILL LOVE YOU, I PROMISE!!!!

*HUGS* TOTAL! give rancette more *HUGS*
Get hugs of your own

with strangers saying I'm sexy. Maybe if they saw my scrimshaw, they wouldn't mess with me.

So should I have lunch/dinner with the following guy? Avid-moviegoer, two teenage kids, old enough to be my young father?

I think you might agree with me. It's confusing to live in today's society.

Earlier this week, I read an article, in the New York Times about how older women are dressing like little girls.

This disturbed me in a way. We have the little girls dressing up as Britney & Christina. And on Good Morning America the other day, a ten year old won the "Be JLo" contest designed for girls 12 and under.

That is sick that adults are encouraging younger kids to want to be like older sluts. The girl wasn't dressed slutty, but she sang "My Love Don't Cost a Thing." Nice lyrics for a young girl to sing.

So little girls wanna be older? And older women wanna be little girls?

You can't just dress appropriate for your age? Is that asking too much?

(I posted about my friend Erin. This is the sequel-sort of).

So I bought this gray-blue dress in Hungary. It was a little short, but hey I wore it. I don't know why.  So I'm wearing this short gray-blue dress and walking on the rocky edge of the lake when I almost fell in!!

But I really didn't want to fall in, cause it was rocky and I knew I might hit my head and become a paraplegic. So I forced myself backward. It was so close and two or three people were around.

Dan, MY CRUSH AT THE TIME, said, "Man if you would have fallen in, I would have jumped and got you."

That made me wish that I had fallen in!!

So George was looking for something serious (you know the guy with the two teens) so I said I didn't want to disappoint him/forget about it.

there was something else I was going to say argh i'll post it later if i think about it.

From Mr. Brightside:

"Open up my evil eyes."

Real lyric: "Open up my eager eyes."

Is it me? Or does the whole human race seem like barbarians?

We call ourselves so modern with all this technology.

Some people are so sophisticated.

But there is all this abuse. Child abuse, elderly abuse, domestic abuse.

Woman was made for man, yet homosexuality is becoming "popular" and "acceptable".

Man is an animal fucking around wherever he wants and they're calling this age the modern age. Heck, they're saying society is becoming more open, because man is giving in to all sorts of perversions. 

Fifty years ago they called it the modern age (I have a book copyrighted 1953, Girls' Modern Handbook for Fashion-heck how outdated is that now). Heck, in the dark ages, they probably called it the modern age.

So tell me, what have we gained in the last 4,000 years? Roman fell because of its hedonism and perversion. They didn't want war, so they were taken over by countries who did. It's not just America, it's the whole world.

Well, I think I have decided. I am going to move to Orlandoish Florida (as confided to AllAroundPsycho earlier this morning...or yesterday morning depending on if you're going by my time or Mindsay-time).

I have family in Florida so I am going to try to let gramma and grampa let me move in w/them till I get a job. But---- and here's the big but---- I am still planning to go to California to housesit in June. first week or second week my friend tells me. SOOOO- unless I find a really great job, then it's off to Fla. for awhile.

BTW-The screenplay is going pretty well for all those who know about it. I have about 3 handwritten pages, which translates to about 5 pages, since I wrote so small, and wrote 2 lines into one regular line. I'd tell you what it was called, but no. I thought about calling it "Garden Salad", but no.... that would be wrong, but tongue in cheek.

I think i said it is a romantic comedy. It is more like a dark comedy.

okayyyy, as I was discussing with tess and a couple other people, older women wearing pink isn't cool. As stated in 3/9's issue of USA Today (Life section?) turquoise is the new pink. YES! I have some cool turquoise stuff.

So that's what you get today. A post about me, and not a thought-provoking post. Sorry, but I had to tell you about Florida.

I had a dream that my brother won an Academy Award before me. It was part of a group effort. Yes, with no Academy Award in sight for me I sulked. My parents told me to be happy, but I ran away to a restaurant. I was very jealous. (Phew it was just a dream).

BTW, a few days ago I had a dream of fakeplasticmen and dreamed we met at a restaurant and her dad said something to me he said when I actually met her, "Where do you know Hannah from?"

I have been having weird dreams lately. Help!!

I flip-flop ... first I want to conquer the world. Then I'm let down by my own limitations...

I think I can conquer all, then realize I can conquer nothing.

I realize that life is meant for you to be happy, so why pursue material things? But then I look in the window and see all the things I don't have that I want. I want things that I know will lead to unhappiness.

I get so angry at the things I can't help. I fail to see where I can help out others.

IMDB.com has their own list of top 250 films. well, this is my top 153 list of personal favorite films.

39 Steps (1935)

Aviator (2004)

Big Heat (1953)

Birds (1963)

Bourne Identity (2002)

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

French Connection (1971)

Godfather - The Whole Series

Graduate (1967)

Green Mile (1999)

Heart Is a Lonely Hunter (1968)

Killing (1956)

Maltese Falcon (1941)

Matrix (1999)

Missing (2003/I)

Negotiator (1998)

Others (2001)

Pianist (2002)

Princess Bride (1987)

Queen Margot

Royal Tenenbaums (2001)

Silence of the Lambs (1991)

Sixth Sense (1999)

Terminator - The Whole Series

Thin Man (1934)

Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)

Usual Suspects (1995)

Virgin Suicides (1999)

Wedding Singer (1998)

À bout de souffle (1960)

A Fish Called Wanda (1988)

A Simple Twist of Fate (1994)

Alice (1990)

All About Eve (1950)

Almost Famous (2000)

Amadeus (1984)

American Beauty (1999)

American History X (1998)

American Splendor (2003)

Amores perros (2000)

Annie Hall (1977)

As Good as It Gets (1997)

Big Fish (2003)

Billy Elliot (2000)

Bon voyage (2003)

Bonnie and Clyde (1967)

Bottle Rocket (1996)

Bridget Jones's Diary (2001)

Bringing Up Baby (1938)

Bullets Over Broadway (1994)

Camille Claudel (1988)

Casablanca (1942)

Cérémonie, La (1995/I)

Chocolat (2000)

Cidade de Deus (2002)

Confidences trop intimes (2004)

Crimes and Misdemeanors (1989)

Dangerous (1935)

Dark Passage (1947)

Dead Poets Society (1989)

Die Hard - The Whole Series

Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood (2002)

Dog Day Afternoon (1975)

Double Indemnity (1944)

Double vie de Véronique, La (1991)

Emma (1996)

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)

Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain, Le (2001)

Face/Off (1997)

Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986)

Finding Forrester (2000)

Following (1998)

Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994)

Gattaca (1997)

Gilda (1946)

Gone in Sixty Seconds (2000)

Good Will Hunting (1997)

Goodfellas (1990)

Gosford Park (2001)

Hable con ella (2002)

Hannah and Her Sisters (1986)

Happy Gilmore (1996)

Hearts in Atlantis (2001)

High Sierra (1941)

His Girl Friday (1940)

I Heart Huckabees (2004)

It Happened One Night (1934)

Jean de Florette (1986)

Johnny English (2003)

Kill Bill The Whole Series (yes, even #3)

K-PAX (2001)

L.A. Confidential (1997)

Lady Jane (1986)

Legally Blonde (2001)

Léon (1994)

Little Big Man (1970)

Lola rennt (1998)

Love and Death (1975)

Love in the Afternoon (1957)

M (1931)

Man on the Moon (1999)

Mars Attacks! (1996)

Matchstick Men (2003)

Meet the Parents (2000)

Memento (2000)

Mommie Dearest (1981)

My Life Without Me (2003)

Mystic River (2003)

Napoleon Dynamite (2004)

Network (1976)

Never Been Kissed (1999)

Notting Hill (1999)

Now, Voyager (1942)

Nuovo cinema Paradiso (1989)

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975)

One True Thing (1998)

Pay It Forward (2000)

Pirates / Caribbean (2003)

Placard, Le (2001)

Pulp Fiction (1994)

Rear Window (1954)

Ringu (1998)

Roman Holiday (1953)

Romy & Michele's High School Reunion (1997)

Roxanne (1987)

Rushmore (1998)

Se7en (1995)

Sense and Sensibility (1995)

Shadow of a Doubt (1943)

Shanghai Noon (2000)

Shattered Glass (2003)

Singin' in the Rain (1952)

Sliding Doors (1998)

Small Time Crooks (2000)

Something's Gotta Give (2003)

Stalag 17 (1953)

Stand by Me (1986)

Strangers on a Train (1951)

Stuck On You (2003/I)

Sunset Blvd. (1950)

Tesis (1996)

Todo sobre mi madre (1999)

Trois couleurs: Rouge (1994)

Unbreakable (2000)

Veronica Guerin (2003)

Vertigo (1958)

Veuve de Saint-Pierre, La (2000)

Vivement dimanche! (1983)

Witness for the Prosecution (1957)

X-Men (2000)

You Can Count on Me (2000)

Young and Innocent (1937)

Young Frankenstein (1974)

Somebody stop me. I am like in the mood for blogging tonight. I might write a few more entries and they might all be pointless. But I am going to grab a bite to eat soon. And then I know I'll feel like blogging.

And then I'll watch the rest of Camille (Greta Garbo). And then I'll watch the rest of Barocco (Isabelle Adjani). I am in the middle of two movies. YAY

I hate TV. but I'm interested in "The Starlet" which features the always hot Faye Dunaway and girls competing for a slot on a TV show. hmmmmmmmmmm, and i haven't even heard of the tv show. anyone else interested in this show? or is it just me>?

PREMIERE DATE: March 2005 NETWORK: The WB

btw the two girls on the very far right are hot, i could get rid of the rest of the girls. so this show just started in march and they are already down to six girls? i would find it easy to eliminate too.

Leave me a message if you miss me so i can wake up to lots of messages.

'night

&

thank you

&

LOVE *kiss&huggs&peace*

My brother broke up with his fiance (apparently this happened a long time ago and they never told me. and apparently it was messy. they didn't give me any details, but i wonder why it was messy. any clues?) and anyway, now he has decided that he will only date super-models. (I immediately thought of 3rdplanet. but i wouldn't wish my brother on anyone).

DVD now playing: "Trouble in Texas" 1937 Rita Hayworth

I hate Claire Danes.

I hate any member of the Culkin clan.

Jeff Goldblum reminds me of Jurrasic Park.

I hate Susan Sarandon.

Yet I rented Igby Goes Down. I always thought that movie would suck. Yet, I saw it sitting on the shelf and rented it. I don't get it. But I am watching it.

I read on sandyquill's site that mindsay is becoming more of a "dating" site. Right on! I never noticed that.  So uh, yeah, mindsay should have their own personals section.

;) aostrow, dustball, please set it up?

Blogging changed the way I write

And how late I stay up at night

Blogging changed how I think

How I eat, how I drink

Blogging made me meet some folks

Exchange some pics and tell some jokes

Fakeplasticmen and tattoedjen,

These are just a couple friends

Samantha's teddy bear is cute

And Mr. Carlisle needs a smoot

Mindsay nomination's tough

Tog blogs, both full of wit & fluff

omg i wrote that poem at work and was cracking myself up with it. and then i posted it on mindsay and got a weird response. I immediately thought I was stupid for posting it. but enough people nominated it, so thank you very much!! 

you know on DVD when they have deleted scenes?

Well, there was this line that went:

Ask Jesse about animals that are dead

but I couldn't find anything to rhyme with dead and so it didn't make the cut.  Sorry, askjesse, but I was definitely thinking of you.

Cosmopolitan Recipe

The real recipe calls for 1 1/2 oz. Vodka, 1/2 oz. Grand Marnier or Cointreau (orange flavored), plus a splash of lime juice & cranberry juice.

So for Vodka, I substituted Sprite and for the Grand Marnier/Cointreau, I substituted Orange Juice. Voila!  A Virgin Cosmo.  And I was afraid it wouldn't taste good, but it was out of this world!! I had four.  And don't worry, I didn't even get drunk, because no alcohol!! WOOT!

Blognapped from princessr9 & tattooedjen:

Which Rock Chick Are You?

Dear Doctors,

This is my living will. I am certifiably of sound mind.

If for some reason I am a vegetable on life support, please don't pull the plug. I have an insane husband and even crazier parents.  Please don't pull the plug so I can drain their life savings, in an effort to make their lives miserable.  I know I will be a vegetable and not be able to realize that my dream has come to fruition.

But just imagining making their lives unbearable gives me great pleasure.

Sincerely,

Rancette

I feel like I have a new computer. I brought it to Circuit City for a tune-up and the amount of time I left it there... everyone was in awe of how many trojan horses and worms were on it. ha ha. i didn't know they called them trojan horses, I thought it was just trojans, but what do I know.

And I saw the Incredibles tonight, very funny and clever. And I don't call most movies clever.

And RANT!!! Hello, I removed a movie from my Blockbuster queue after they had false information about the movie (they said Isabelle Adjani was in it and she WASN'T). So I removed it from my queue yesterday and they shipped it out to me today.  Um, this was not the only movie with wrong info. There were 3 movies. And they were by this BORING German director. I already watched one of the three movies, because I figure, I ordered it, why not watch it. Now the second movie by this German movie director is on its way and it's TEN hours long. I'm not going to watch that. NO THANK YOU. Blockbuster needs to get its actor listings straight, but at least they're better than Netflix. I didn't sign up with them this time, because their search options were awful and I couldn't find anything I was looking for.

Fiona Apple's secret hidden Album that SONY won't release leaked on to the Internet:

http://www.nooooforums.com/whatever/

F.A. is one of my favorites. I told FakePlasticMen that the first time I went to Knoxville was to see her live about 5 years ago. And it's so funny, and she's like "who's Fiona Apple?"

My favorite songs from this album are.... "Used to Love Him" and "Get Him Back."

Excuse me, I have to download the rest of the album.... Woot.

ATTN: RIAA, I will buy the album when it comes out, because a couple of the songs cut off.

wylddaze can be my substitute for one of the classes, since he gave me the idea!

Class One – Watch Kill Bill, Vol. One

Class Two – Watch Kill Bill, Vol. Two

Class Three – Write a Paper on what you think Kill Bill, Vol. Three will be about.

Class Four – Watch The Bride Wore Black, directed by Francois Truffaut

Class Five – Watch Manon of the Spring directed by Claude Berri (watch Jean de Florette first for extra credit)

Class Six – Watch Death Becomes Her

Class Seven – Write a paper on what you’d write your own original revenge movie about.

Class Eight – Watch The Incredibles

Class Nine –  Watch Heathers

Class Ten – Watch Carrie

GRADUATION!

For more revenge movies, check out: http://www.revengelady.com/revmovies.html 

Mondays & Tuesdays are so slow at work I may as well sleep.

I was told it was ok to read, but the second someone leaves and I don't move, the head boss is like, pick up the glasses. so i'm constantly walking around the place looking for glasses to pick up, when there's none. and sometimes I pick up glasses from someone who has just "stepped away" for a second.

So yesterday, I just sat there looking stupid, thinking. and whenever I get to thinking, I get depressed. So I think this is a pointless entry, because I was depressed yesterday and I'm depressed just thinking about it. I think about all the things that haven't happened that I want to, and all the things that have happened that I can't help or change. sometimes I don't know what's the point of anything. i'm like in limbo right now and I can't wait to get out.

Spoilers within.warning.spoilers! Don't say I didn't warn you. SPOILERS!

I wasn't going to post my idea for KB3, because I'm not sure anyone wanted to know, but Littledosie asked, so I'll post it. :)

preface: When the Bride gives Nikki an invitation to kill her when she's all grown up, if she still feels remorse that she killed her mother.... we know there will be a KB3. And we know that Nikki will kick somebody's A**.

And what about Sophie Fatale? Where was she in Kill Bill 2? Why, she was overseeing Nikki's education of course.  She was trained by the best remaining teachers in Asia. (BTW, Sophie has one arm and one leg, each on the opposite side).

Nikki (now 19, gogo's age, I think) realizes she cannot defeat the Bride. Besides, she knows how to hurt her more.  She will fight and kill Little BB. Little BB (who has neglected her training and always complains when mom tries to teach her something), puts up a good fight, but dies.  The Bride fights Nikki out of revenge. Nikki has some neat tricks of her own, but is no match for the Bride (nikki dies).

Alternate twist (in the vein of A Beautiful Mind/6th Sense) Little BB never existed and was a figment of Beatrix's imagination (knowing how badly she wanted a daughter). Therefore Nikki never killed Little BB. Therefore the Bride picked a fight with Nikki when Nikki wasn't intending on seeking revenge. Therefore Uma is loco. (I don't really like the twist myself, but it was something that I thought of).

OMG, after I really thought for real that I was going to be moving to Florida, I am going to have to change what I said again. I am scheduled to go to California April 4th for a week trial as a nanny. I don't know about any free time or anything.

I think I must have the job unless I screw up, which I don't plan on doing.

They are in Pacific Palisades, and actually were neighbors with one of my references' brother-in-laws. WHOA crazy.

I wasn't going to say anything until the reservations were made (ok I did tell rraspberry that something was in the works), but now the reservations are made and I'm so happy!!

I was reading about Pirates of Pensacola and I have to say, I can't wait to read it! Also, I can't help but wonder what Keith Thomson's next book is going to be about? Is it going to be about pirates too?

Anyway, I wrote another pirate story, which I will unleash sometime in the next week. Nelson said he liked it, so hopefully you will too.

In other news? Happy Good Friday!

I wrote a pirate story by request called "The Island".  You'll see that next week.  But yesterday at work, I wrote two more pirate stories, "Bloody Mary" being one of them.

Blognapped from BMrichie!

Which File Extension are You?

well all i can say is i'm excited.

i leave to go back to calif next mon. i know you are probably sick of hearing about it!

I was reading about Terri at:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7293186/

46 people have been arrested in 10 days. Some of these people have been trying to bring Terri water.

I can't believe that in America, starving a person is considered the logical course in a country that is supposed to be rational & ethical (maybe that is just my imagination though).

I mean, can't anyone say their loved one in a coma said they wanted the plug to be pulled?  Too bad, killing someone is illegal, right? I may have missed something, but when did euthanasia in America become legal? Or maybe it's not ok to kill old people, but it's ok to kill brain dead people?

SPOILERS

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So it's ok to do this in "Million Dollar Baby"? And now it's ok to do this in real life?? Um, what?

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right now, but I don't know why. I mean, this blonde girl just asked what she could do to help his cause. and he said "nothing."

i don't really get why i am watching the movie, if malcolm x was just all about black people.

What came first, the chicken or the egg?

i posted this on ahhfreakingrr's blog

e for evolution

c for creationism

e = egg came first

c = chicken came first

from SandyQuill

• I'm quitting mindsay.
• I'm moving to London instead of California. There's this family who wants me to nanny there.
• Paris Hilton jumped out of a window and is no longer "with us".
• My IPOD accidentally flushed down the toilet and i am STINKING MAD!!
• Today my fish attacked me and I have to have surgery on my left arm.
• Today is also April FOols day. None of the above are true!! (i got the idea from xosamanthaxo, she's such a genius)

I had a dream that I was going to church, but it was at the beach. and I wore a bikini instead of a one-piece and I was embarrassed, cause this WAS church after all. Someone gave me something to cover up and this best friend of my friend's ex-boyfriend started flirting with me. Then we went to a regular church and I hid behind the piano. And some lady started playing the piano. it was like a Josh Groban song, and I thought, "why are they playing this song at church?"

And now for the unexplicable part. alex (commntyblackman) was trying to get rid of all these red ants in this house (i think i lived there). but he told me I couldn't kill them. we had to remove them one by one so they wouldn't die. Meanwhile they were crawling all over me. Thanks alex.

Then I was trying to film this documentary with this award winning (supposedly) documentary-maker. But everything turned out to be a disaster.

tomorrow, I am leaving to go to California. Don't worry about me. I probably won't have internet access for a week. I don't want people to think I was kidnapped, like I thought tattooedjen was kidnapped ;)

I am happy that I posted everyday in March, but April is going to be sporadic.

So don't check my blog!! Just kidding.

Just in case---i want to say all you guys are great. THANKS for being there.

As appearing on:

http://piratesofpensacola.com/blarg/  (there's a great scrimshaw of one of the pirates in the story!!!). 

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The island was about a square mile long. Pop had always told me about life outside the island.  I always wanted to go to the city, but Pop warned me that life was nicer out here.  It was simpler and we didn’t have that much to worry about.

That was many years ago, though.  Pop’s been dead for about two years.  So when I saw the ship sail right over the harbor, I made the biggest bonfire you ever saw.  Darn right I was getting off this island.

The flag on the ship was a skull just like pirates would have.  But I didn’t believe in pirates.

Two pirates were sent down on a lifeboat and they rowed to shore.  Both were grungy men in their forties who hadn’t bathed in who knows how long.  Both of them had fierce looking swords.

I ran to where I kept my weapons.  I’d rather stay on this island, than wind up getting killed.

When the first one pulled out his sword, I danced around him so fast and poked his eye out with my Coconut Stick.  I usually used this stick to knock down coconuts I couldn’t reach, but come to find out it served other purposes as well. 

The second pirate was ready for any tricks I might pull, and so I threw down the Coconut Stick and pulled out my Vicious Blade.

“Yer a girl,” the pirate said, “and girls don’t make good fighters.”

“You’re wrong,” I said.  “My father taught me how to fight and I’ll get you.”

“We’ve come for the gold.  I aim to take the gold and yer pretty face off this island.”

I wasn’t aware of any gold on the island, so at first I thought it might be a trick.  Then I was scared.  What if the rest of the pirates on the boat decided to come for the gold.  What if they came for me?

“I didn’t believe in pirates,” I said.  “But now that I do, I can tell that you want to hurt me.  I’ve lived here for over twenty years and I can tell you I’ve scoured every inch of this island.  There is no gold.”

The pirate handed the treasure map to me.   The map had a bunch of islands on it and there was a big X on what seemed to be my island.

“I’m no cartographer, but you’re looking at the map upside down.  The island with all the gold is right here,” I said pointing to another island on the map.  “Now leave, before you end up like your friend.”

Of course I pointed him in the wrong direction, and of course the gold was on my island.  When the pirates left, I found the biggest stash of gold ever known to man.  I built a ship to sail off the island just like I had always wanted to do.  When I sailed into the nearest port, everyone was amazed by the brilliance of my ship.

I sold it to the highest bidder and bought a condo in San Diego.  I tell you, I look at the traffic, the smog, the violence, the drugs, the pollution on the beach, the wailing kids in the restaurant, and the line at the bank, and I have to think my Pop was right.  Life on the island was really better after all.

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I wish I couldn't confirm that The Beekeeper sucks. I finally got a chance to listen to it today.  "Barons of Surburbia" and "Original Sinsuality" are the only tracks I can kind of get into. The rest.........TRASH. A few years ago i think Tori said she would stop writing music if it ever got to the point where...she should stop.  Um, she is way past that point. STOP ALREADY. It's too bad. I have enjoyed pretty much everything she has written/released in the past.

I think part of the reason it sucks... have you ever noticed once an artist gets complacent...gets married, starts a family and is happy that their music starts to ... SUCK BADLY? I could give other examples, but I am going to hold back and only bash Tori today.

I am going to buy a Shins record today instead of The Beekeeper. Any Shins recommendations?

I drank a homemade grasshopper earlier today... 5 1/2 hours ago. i feel like it just kicked in. I am laughing at everything.  Everything seems funny. Maybe it has nothing to do with that drink. I am just like uncontrollably hysterical.

Maybe it's just the Top Mindsay tags of the day. Yes, the most popular tags will be displayed. Why is that so darn funny to me?

Holy freaking cow.  Last night I was so depressed I like thought I'd never write another Mindsay entry again. I am like usually on the computer every freaking second and I had been off the computer for five WHOLE days. I didn't know how I was going to last. (as it is, they didn't offer for me to check my email -what!?!?-so I am taking the liberties now that they are OUT).

Last night as I said, I was so depressed. The lady went off on me and yelled at me.  I am not joking. Then she calmed down and insulted me calmly which hurt even worse and I cried after she left. She has  a very unique system of dealing with babies and she calls it "motherly instict". And she says I don't have it. So F*** that SH**. I don't know. I am trying to adapt. But she was just yelling at me and saying she didn't think she felt comfortable to leave the baby with me (which she did anyway, because she had a previous engagement).

So the baby was fussy.  And I guess I had him on my lap saying "it's ok baby, it'll be ok."  No that wasn't good enough. She wanted me to hold him to me against my shoulder and not say "it's ok" because "obviously something isn't ok."  So she said she liked everything about me how I interacted with her other children, except the fact that I wasn't nurturing.  And while I am learning her system, asking her questions, apparently she doesn't want me to ask the same thing if I forget and told me to keep a notebook. Okay, this is like on the fifth day. I pretty much had everything down but I missed something here and there. I think I finally got it. I just needed to learn the routine. But she thinks that you either have motherly instict or you don't. So good luck trying to find someone for everything else she needs. She wants someone to take care of her baby, drive her other kids to "playdates" (screw that term!!!!!!!!!!!), drive to school, drive to soccer, blah blah blah. But I have a hard time dealing with the kid when he's fussy. I mean in the past dealing with babies I let them cry it out or whatever. She wants me to hold him and rock him. but she doesn't want me to hold him and rock him to sleep. She wants me to continue playing with him if "he's not ready for bed and cries."

I have no freaking clue.  Last night I was so depressed that I watched Garden State and started to feel better. I am not a temperamental person, but luckily I packed some Lexapro just in case. I took one pill, still felt hysterical, so I took two. And I felt naseaous for about 18 hours afterwords, cause there was no lexapro in my system. then i like took two.  I just find that using it when I need it works. I kinda burst into tears when the lady left after she yelled at me.

Ok, this is a really freaking long entry and I keep repeating details. I'm okay now. I may not have the job. But I told the guy at the bartending school i was moving to LA and he said he could help me look for a job out here. So I will email him and say YES. FIND ME A JOB. PLEASE. and hopefully my story will come to an end.

Everything went great today. Without a hitch. The lady said she'd let me know in a week whether she wanted me or not. Well, guess what. I may not want her. I don't really like verbal  abuse, thank you very much. Otherwise I might look for a family with older kids, cause she said I was perfect with her older kids, and you bet I was. So there :P

Kids (they have code names):  Violet, Dash, and baby Jack-Jack.

• The 3 1/2 hour long movie on Henri Langlois coming to the Nashville Independent Film Festival
• Melinda and Melinda is currently playing in Nashville
• I'm not currently around anyone who is verbally abusive
• antiyearbook
• something else i'm forgetting

(i'm back in nashville for the week. she'll let me know whether or not i get the job meanwhile i'm searching for other options)

PS- Sign my yearbook or die! (That's the knife talking, don't be scared though. I'll only hunt you down) http://ybooksignatures.mindsay.com/?entry=127 

You have 16.70 GB on your IPOD.

You have 20.45 GB remaining.

and that is supposed to equal 40 GB. I was always wondering why I have been cheated like 3 GB. is that for text space / listing the artists or something? What if I had the misfortune of getting a 15 GB or 20 GB Ipod. would I be out by now?

Jeff Daniels walks into a bar...

He has Northwest membership, but not Delta, so they tell him to get lost. I didn't see it, but apparently it happened while I was there. I told them I was mad since they didn't let me know he was there.

So then I go see Melinda and Melinda. I don't know how this happened, cause I remember seeing the ticket tearer but they didn't rip my ticket. So now i have tickets for Melinda and Melinda and Melinda and Melinda. Weird. Here is a picture.

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Oh yeah, i forgot to mention, I am going to post my interview w/britney finding out the big news in a few minutes.

Also, I am going to New York in exactly a week! (well a little less) on tuesday. So Skittles can you put me up? And does anyone have any recommendations what to do that I can't miss no matter what? I am staying till Saturday which ironically is Passover. Ironically cause I have always wanted to be in NY on a holiday and I wasn't really planning to be there on a holiday but it just worked out that way. maybe I should stay till sunday and attend a Passover feast? Would they allow that if I'm not JewisH?

R: So Britney I'm a big fan.

B: I can't say the same thing about you.

R: Aww, you didn't like my "Top Ten Reasons Britney Hasn't Had Kids[originally appeared on Mindsay Dec. 21, 2004]"?

[10. She's torn between naming the kid Pineapple or Tomato.
9. Kori and her brother might get jealous of the new baby.
8. Lynn has warned Britney she's too young to be a grandma.
7. Britney is scared she'll get quintuplets.
6. She doesn't want the paparazzi to get pictures of her pregnancy.
5. She enjoys smoking too much.
4. She likes the screwing part, just not the baby part.
3. Breast feeding is clearly the healthy choice, but she can't get milk out of those plastic things!
2. Britney is afraid the baby would eat her chihuahua.

AND THE NUMBER ONE REASON BRITNEY HASN'T HAD KIDS YET....

She doesn't want the kid to look like Kevin! ]

B: No, not only is that not funny, but it's outdated.

R: Aww, come on, if you can't laugh at yourself...?

B: We're going to have a midwife.

R: And she's gonna do the breastfeeding?
B: Well, yeah!

R: Are you SERIOUS?

B: Yeah?

R: Okay, well, how about a nanny, are you guys hiring a nanny for the kid?

B: Excuse me, but are you trying to like use this interview to get a job?

R: Me? Nooo. You're younger than me! I'd hate to work for you.

B: Good.

R: So what are you thinking of naming the kid

B: Well, this is off record, but we're thinking of naming it after our mothers. Lynn Collette.

R: Wow. That's pretty.

B: But I also like Yasmina Jade Pinkerton Federline.

R: Okayy.

B: Or Geraldynna Emu Spears-Federline.

R: Wow, those are really unusual names.

B: No they're not! Those are also family names.

R: Well, that's it.

B: Come on, ask me something probing.

R: K. Um, how much longer do you think you and Kev will last?

B: I can't believe you are even asking me that. We will be in love FOREVER!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED in "The Divorce Interview with Britney by Rancette"

What is the politcally correct term for these people?  I found out this morning on Radio City Music Hall's audition page:

LITTLE PEOPLE PERFORMERS must be under 4’10” tall, agile, move well to music, and be able to project their voice and personality. Auditioning is preferred but LITTLE PEOPLE PERFORMERS ONLY may submit a video by mail. (No video or headshot/resume submissions will be accepted for any other performers.) 

If I were a "little person" I might take offense to this. But hey that's showbiz and only the tough survive...

i just had a humphrey bogart fest tonight.

i may go to florida this weekend to see my cousin's play, where she plays the lead.

I should really post my new pirate story tomorrow "The Ransom."

Ah, so now i have confused you all. my apologies, i think.

At one point I was confused myself.

Okay... here is the story:

The California couple with 3 kids fly me out for a week. If I pass their test, I will drive back after i've given my notice to airport.

BUT- I give notice to airport thinking it will work out, because even if it doesn't (and I had no doubt it would) i can survive for a few months or can find a way better job (than the airport).

It doesn't work out - oops.  Lady is supposed to call today or tomorrow to say if she wants me. She doesn't know I've quit my job, but if she does say she wants me and I decide to take it, I have to pretened I'm working out my last week at work while really i'm partying in NYC, spending my tax refund (which incidentally hasn't come in yet, but everything's on credit card so it's all good!)

Meanwhile, my mom's in Florida and this lady at work may have an extra flight to hand over to me for cheap, so if that's true, i want to fly saturday to catch my cousin's dress rehearsal play(she's 16 i think). They may not allow family members, but I really like the play and my cousin and will hide backstage to see her perform if I have to! they should really be flexible though, because she IS the star of the show.

Garbage is playing in NYC tuesday, the first day I am there, but I can't seem to get tickets. but luckily they're coming to nashville and will be there may 5th or 6th, so i can do something else that Tuesday night in NYC and i'll be in nashville at least until Garbage plays.

Meanwhile, a family in Ft. Lauderdale emailed me last night. They sound great. They're supposed to call me within a few days? Who know what will happen? ? ...

There's this theater show in New York called Bonnie Parker. When I ordered tickets it said to dress up like Bonnie Parker. This wasn't quite the hat I was looking for. But i was also planning on wearing this skirt that's kind of the same color as the hat, but cooler. And I think I need to find a shirt. Or I don't know. Hmmmm, any ideas? Oh yeah, and I want to buy this fake pistol as a prop. It would be fun.

from aparadox:

this is what i came up with silly, huh? it doesn't look like me does it?

so these people in ft. lauderdale ... i don't know what their deal is, but they called me last night and asked me if they could call me back at 10 PM. so i said yes. since i had to get up at 5 AM, I thought I'd take a little nap at 9 PM. Then I didn't hear my phone ring... I've already made a nice impression on what could have been my future employer (nannying?), and now i'm up at 3 AM. I'm wondering if I should even bother going back to sleep cause i'm not officially packed or anything. Blahhhhhhhhhhh.

update 20 mins later. okay i was so freaked out for nothing. they called me at 10:30 PM (when they said they'd call at 10 and I told them I had to wake up early!) and they apologized to ME. but they are going to try to call me today which is all good! WOOt.wootwootootototot.

leave a message and tell me i'm psycho or something, oK?

• i got to eat "plantain" at a chinese buffet
• My grandparents didn't recognize me
• i got to see my cousin's play
• we saw "Fever Pitch" and since I'm the oldest cousin, I got to explain what "Annie Hall" was ("ooh we want to see it" was their response")
• coming home to loud neighbors who play music that shake the walls. thank you so much for being considerate. blhaaaah.

ps-instead of being a nanny for a rich person, I've decided to marry a rich person and then have their kids. Anyone have any really rich guy they'd like to introduce me to? It is either that or scream my lungs out...

Hellooooo.

I emailed feedback to let them know that there isn't a link when you type "Pirates of Pensacola" in the links section.

the reply went something like "Well 3 or 4 people have to type it in first, before it shows up, but making a link is probably a good idea anyway, even if there's not enough people."

Well guess what? There's way more than 3 or 4 people who typed it in. I checked.  And......................is it popping up? NOooooo. Grrrrrr. Mindsay needs a few more emails, cause this was at least a week ago and nothing is done.

i erased all the other books i had listed in PROTEST.

this is the most dumb & true thing I've read all daY

When a GIRL is quiet,
Millions of things are running in her mind.

When a GIRL looks down,
It means shes uncomfortable.

When a GIRL is not arguing,
She is thinking deeply.

When a GIRL looks at you with eyes full of
questions,
She is wondering how long you will be
around.

When a GIRL answers "I'm fine" after a
few seconds,
She is not at all fine.

When a GIRL stares at you,
She is wondering why you are lying.

When a GIRL lays on your chest,
She is wishing for you to be hers forever.

When a GIRL calls you everyday,
She is seeking for your attention.

When a GIRL wants to see you everyday,
She wants to be pampered.

When a GIRL says "I love you",
She means it.

When a GIRL says that she can't live
without you,
She has made up her mind that you are
her future.

When a GIRL says "I miss you",
No one in this world can miss you more
than that

When a GIRL is jealous about other
people seeing you more than she does,
its because she loves you and
misses you so much

*

ok i posted a profile letting them know i want money.  let the madness ensue.

ps- i knew better than to click on "Chainsaw Harry's" profile. :\

First of all, thank you for voting me #2. I haven't checked yet, but I believe the people who said i did.

Secondly, why did *I* get it? I ripped it off from about 5 or 7 people who had it online. The first person whose blog I saw it on, I nominated it. The second person... it said post on your blog or die, so I posted it, removing the "post on your blog or die attachment".  So maybe I'm going to die, since I removed the last part. Oh well, it was nice knowing you.

There is also another way I have of getting top blogs, besides ripping off great material. However, I cannot release my secret (it is not unethical or illegal) or else, maybe I will be #5 or #6 next time, or maybe I won't even make it at all :(

ps-i checked it and i share the board with "Child Killers". woooooo ,creeepy!!

pps-even creepier? I voted for the Child Killers entry, which is #1.

This is a real personals ad I found. I know it was supposed to be tongue-in-cheek, but really? who would respond to this? Still, this guy put a lot of time & effort into making himself look unattractive.

I hate laughing! It hurts my face. Music of all types makes my ears bleed, and so does intelligent conversation. It would be best if we just sat in silence doing nothing. I try to be as boring as possible in order to keep people at a distance. I prefer sitting in traffic over walks in nature.
On my perfect date, we cuddle up on a beanbag by the fire, but the log rolls out of the fireplace, catching the carpet and ultimately the entire house on fire. Then we roast marshmellows and hotdogs before moving into a cardboard box or your mom's house because I am lazy and never want to get a job.
I prefer dating women that are less intelligent than me because I am intimidated by smart women. The dumber you are, the better! You must be severely mentally handicapped, however, because I am so dumb that I eat dirt.
Also, I have tons of baggage and am looking for someone else who has lots of baggage so we can get a discount at the shrink's office and share prescription anti-depressants.
I am a hypocrite. While I want a lady with a nice body and good lucks, it is my goal to one day possess the physique of Homer Simpson. I am also looking for a girl who has lots of guy friends, or maybe a girl one who has recently left a relationship - I like feeling insecure, unimportant, and easily replaceable.

In summary, if you have no sense of humor, an absence of brain cells, and very low self esteem, e-mail me...we'll hit a boring movie and determine whether or not you'd like to become my stalker. Ideally, our relationship would flourish into ex-matrimony.
You must be a perfect 10, but think you are an 8 or less. You must be willing to bring me beer while I sit on the couch watching football in my underwear on Sundays. If you love fishing, bring a marriage license to the first date. If you don't, use me and leave me. Realistically, we will never go out because I am too cheap, and have too much pride to sign up for the service. Send me an icebreaker though, if you are really interested - then we can fantasize about what might have been. Seriously...
Best wishes to you all and I really do hope that each of you finds not the perfect man, but the man that is perfect for you!!

To all the great men on Mindsay, do not read the following:

When a BOY is quiet,
He is thinking of creative ideas how to get laid.

When a BOY looks down,
It means he’s sorry for leaving the toilet seat up.

When a BOY is not arguing,
His face is red or he is throwing things.

When a BOY looks at you with eyes full of questions,
He is wondering if you will do all the housework and make dinner, just like his mom did.

When a BOY answers "I'm fine" after a few seconds,
He means he think he can live without you.

When a BOY stares at you,
He is wondering if your boobs are real.

When a BOY lays on your chest,
He is thinking, “Wow this is really hot.”

When a BOY calls you everyday,
He is obsessed and will be your stalker if you break up with him.

When a BOY wants to see you everyday,
You are putting out way too much.

When a BOY says "I love you",
He hopes you won’t expect marriage anytime soon.

When a BOY says that he can't live without you,
He is a sissy if he is that dependent already.

When a BOY says "I miss you",
He is covering up the fact that he has two other girlfriends.

When a BOY is jealous about other people seeing you more than he does,
dump him immediately, because he is a control freak!

*now post on your blog or within 10 minutes you will die by an unknown force*

Um, for AAP (you are so overtly flirting with me by asking for my personals ad, gosh!!)

Let me try to explain who I am.  I'm a have a great sense of humor.  Keep in mind I'm shy.  I like getting to know someone and am not quick to do anything stupid.  I think I am afraid to commit to the wrong person.

My interests are music, film, travel, and I'm looking for a nice guy with similar interests. 

I know a nice guy is out there and there is hope, so here's shouting out to you.

Also, to me, age doesn't matter a whole lot, but please make sure you read what I am looking for. 

I am also looking for someone who is ambitious and wants something out of life.

Looking for someone who is:

Age: 23 - 34

Faith: Christian, Christian / Protestant, Christian / Catholic, Christian / Other

politically speaking: very conservative, conservative, middle of the road, not political

Is it stupid? Should I change anything?

ok i'm not going to buy a gun, because I've decided Bonnie is a pacifist. Hmmm.

....the bonnie parker play ... you have to dress up like her (or clyde if you're a guy). ok you've seen the hat, here's the complete outfit. I know i look like a dork, but being a dork is fun!

aha, my "Boy" post didn't make top blogs. Oh well Im'  too bus y in ny. hey this keyboard at Kinko's is like hard t o type and i cant correct my mistakes.

well i went to ellis island and met this hot 62 yr old guy (sorry AAP). he gave me his ph# and told me to call him tonight. actually i'm not going to, but he lives on staten island and told me if i ran into trouble to call him and he would put me up. muha ha ha. his name is charlie, but not as cute as samantha's teddy bear.

i am trying to find this bistro. but I've been walking so i took a break. i took some great/weird pics so far. oh yeah, ellis island was freaking weird, because you couldn't even walk inside the statue of liberty and the ferry/boat over there was shifting so much i felt dizzy and almost seasick. and when I went to catalina island, the boat wasn't like that. this boat to e.i. was very fast and it was weird. i went by Prince Street to find Agnes B's NY branch but I didn't have the address so I couldn't find it.

I forgot my phone charger but these guys were selling chargers for $5 so it was a steal. hopefully it works!!!!!!!

ok i don't know what else to say bye!

Ok, still no toy gun. I am gonna try to buy one on the way back to the hotel.  today

Last night I saw Italiano singer Laura Pausini. She was incredible, but the darn lady sang all in Italian, except for like 3.5 songs. I say 3 1/2 cause one song she's like I wrote this with Madonna. the verses were in italian and the chorus was in english. the girls i was sitting next to were spanish and were like "she's our favorite since high school."

um so she played really late, later than I thought and I went to French restaurant "Le Rivage" right before it closed. tonight is going to be fun but I am going on a cruise in like a half an hour..............................................

um oh yeah I went to the empire state bldg today and peter jackson was fillimning there, not really. these french people were in back of me talking in french and I was eavesdropping on them. and the french kid was reading the renovation sign it was cute. before that I went to macy's and bought a bra. wooot, I'm sure everyone wanted to know that.

umm i am going to try to go to the mus. of modern art soon. um that's all for now.

the last computer where i wasn't couldn't type H's or I's or .'s. heck!!!! it was aggravating.

now the people from fort lauderdale are going to call me tomorrow. and they told me to do research on ft. lauderdale. that's kinda hard when I'm on vacation so if anybody knows anything much appreciated.

Also last night in line for Julius Caesar, a guy said he knew Denzel from college and he was from Jacksonville (that's the airport i have to fly into to get to Ft. Lauderdale). so apparently denzel is from fla. rock on. like the gay guys at the theatre said last night, denzel did good on the monologues, but not in the actual talking with people. ha ha. poor denzel. and yeah his accent and shakespeare did not go well together. he talked so fast you're like dude i cant understand Elizabethan that fast...

i went to agnes b on madison ave today and visited redhat's friends on the east coast. the cheapest hat was like $250. or was it $350? redhat is going to remain an only child. okay.

also i went to the Frick Collection and I felt that I had to share this on mindsay: there was this Bronze figure doing a handstand and he was naked. ooh la la.

And then I went to this deli/dessert /bakery place where i got this French Berry Lemonde soda. it was good.

remember, what about ft. lauderdale? They are going to call me tomorrow when I get in from my flight and I don't know the 1st thing!!!!

I wrote a pirate story called "The Ransom". You can view it online here:

http://piratesofpensacola.tripod.com/blarg/index.blog?from=20050422

I will be adding a lot more pictures. But these are just a few to begin.

I took a picture with Rupert at his "hello deli". he's a frequent guest on David Letterman and the cameras come into his shop all the time.

This is Belvedere Castle in Central Park. It was cute.

Also in Central Park, the petals had fallen down from the tree, so these people were lying in petals. Freaking cool.

I don't know why, but I liked the Versace building.

Today love was used more times as a tag than sex.

But bored was used more times than fun.

My first view of Times Square!

Times Square

Belasco Theater

Cute bridge/Central Park

Sophisticated bridge/Central Park

Martha Stewart has an apartment in one of these glass buildings that she can't "use" yet. Muahahaha.

Inside the Guggenheim

Radio City Music Hall

St. Bartholomew's

St. Bart's too

I have lots more, but we'll see if I can post them all.

Um, crazy 40 is acting psycho right now, help.

Remember when Zephaniah317 was on crazy forty? He is the first crazy40 I can remember. And I saw that he was Crazy 40 AGAIN. He only had 3 replies like 2 minutes ago. And NOW, it says I am crazy 40 on MY blog. What the..>!>!?! is crazy 40 saying everyone is crazy today or something!?!?

I'm a quiet person. Would you know that by the way I incessantly blog? (Even though April is the month that I have blogged the least ever since blogging i think).

Well, the thing is, I can be quiet for 8 minutes in between posts. I can post about what I want to post about without wondering if it'll keep your interest.

With blogging I can go to the blogs I want to read, comment if I want, read part of an entry if I want, and go to the next blog if I want.

With a person, say on a date, you have to listen to them for one or two or maybe even 3 hours, decide when it's right to say something, when it's right to shut up and listen and when is an appropriate time to make an exit.

Blogging has changed all that.

people make the same mistakes their whole lives.

that's why one day i just picked up and left everything and started making new mistakes.

"last night i knew you, tonight I don't." - bob dylan

so freakin' sad if you think about it :(

A imee Mann

L eona Naess

L eeAnn Womack

I sabelle Boulay

S heena Easton

O ver the Rhine

N ick Drake

or

R ich Mullins

A llison Moorer

N atalie Imbruglia

C hrissie Hynde

E lla Fitzgerald

T ift Merritt

T hrills, The

E lliott Smith

[by phone]

R: So you're with Tom Cruise?

KH: Yes, aren't I the luckiest girl in the world?!

R: I don't know, isn't he gay?

KH: NO! You are sadly mistaken. I know the wonderful truth, firsthand.

R: Please don't go into detail. But you don't really want lesbian rumors going on about you, do you?

KH: Oh no. Can't everyone tell how straight I am? Besides, I've been in love with Tom Cruise since I was a little girl.

R: Right, I read that. "Psycho Fan Makes Good."

KH: Oh no. I'm not a psycho fan. The best part is how I worked so hard to get where I am now. This was all in my plan to someday marry Tom Cruise.

R: Whoa whoa whoa, slow down! You aren't married yet.

KH: Well, gosh, no, but we will be. Exclamation mark! [sic]

R: Um ok. so tell me, no interference from Nic?

KH: Who?

R: Um, I'm assuming since you're a psycho Tom Cruise fan you've seen Far and Away and Eyes Wide Shut.

KH: Ohhhhh, you mean Nicooooole. His EX. Emphasis on the word EX. you know what I mean?

R: I heard that the reason Tom & Penelope Cruz broke up was because he was still over-friendly with Nic. I mean Nicole.

KH: Yeah, I mean you know they have to have a reason to tell the newspapers and mags and stuff, but really, I haven't even met Nic yet.

R: So when Nic comes into the pic will you get jealous? What if you're afraid he likes her more than you.

KH: Oh no no no, you don't understand. Nicole will never stand in the way of our love. I mean Tom would never like even call Nicole.

[background noise]

KH (to Tom): Honey, who is that on the phone? (to R) uh huh, excuse me, he was just talking to his mother.

R: I would check the number to make sure it's not his ex if you know what I mean.

KH: Penelope? No, he doesn't talk to her. She has the HOT Matthew McConaghey.

R: No, I mean he's probably talking to Nicole.

KH: Oh my gosh, like why would he do that?

R: So I have a couple more questions.

KH (to Tom): Oh that's so cute, I like how you kissed your mom over the phone. But that kinda was too drooly for your momma, wasn't it?

R: Um, Katie, I just wanted to ask about when you were 40, and he was 60.

KH: OHhh gross, I didn't think about that. Well, you know, right off the bat, I mean I think that you know, that um, well, let's see. ok? By then, Demi will probably be 60. and then Ashton will probably be tired of her, so maybe I can hook up with Ashton and I can leave Tom and it'll be all good. We'll have had a nice, happy marriage and he'll die or I'll like divorce him. I mean it will be sad to see him go, but it'll be sadder to see him grow old.

R: Uh, I see. Well thank you it was nice talking to you.

KH (to Tom): What the @#*&?! That wasn't your mother? That was Nicole!!! You no good mother*#(@&$* son of a #*$& you $*(*##

[Phone line goes dead]

THE END

i guess i'm at that point where I can't feel I can blog honestly anymore. I either admit too much or am not able to give the clear picture, so I really don't see what the point is.

I wanted to be intelligent, express my thoughts and viewpoints. Now I'm afraid. Afraid I'm saying too much, afraid I might offend a friend-except one I've never met.

Maybe two or three years ago I used to be the person who never rattled the cage, who never spoke up, just thought, Oh I'll go through this little trial and there's no need to stir up any trouble. Just keep it to myself.

When I was a teen and my parents verbally abused me, I didn't go to anyone for help, because their friends that I trusted might tell them. Or the pastor-he was friends with my dad, but he already had so many responsibilities, I didn't feel the need to burden him w/my problems.

So anyway, I started speaking my mind, stepping out there, stopped putting up with crap, didn't care what anyone thought, started going beyond my comfort level, so I could have an exciting life. But guess what I don't really like it.

I am thinking of retreating again. Because I am not happy either way, but at least before I was within my comfort zone. Does this make any sense?

conversation: last night my aunt was talking about the importance of journaling. she worked with people who have head injuries from accidents and she says that sometimes when they've lost their memory, if they journal, they will gain it back completely. She gave an example of an average person who this worked for, as well as a professor at a university.

Then she asked if I kept a journal. I didn't mention my blog, but yes, I journal sometimes I said. Not so much anymore in a hard-bound journal, I said.

dream: I've been having problems with my eyes being drier than they were ever since my corrective vision surgery. Sure I can see now, but I have to constantly drink water, especially in the morning, because my eyes feel dry. The doctor addressed this problem by only saying "drink water", so way back in my mind, I am afraid of retinal damage the paperwork talked about. Okay, so the dream I had. I blinked my eyes. I don't know if it was the right or left eye, but it was just one eye. when I finished blinking one eye was just white, the iris and pupil were gone. I knew this was serious, so I said let's go to the doctor. I thought the iris and pupil were hiding up behind my eyelid somewhere. kinda scary, because I am having eye problems in real life, and I was afraid if this dream meant something.

call: So Sunday night after "Batman Begins" the person who I went to see it with calls me. I had no clue (it was about 10 PM), because I always forget to turn my cell on after movies. Plus I was driving back from Orange County to Los Angeles, which I hadn't done of a lot before, and decided that two hours each way was a little much and to do this each time wasn't worth it. Before he called me, I had already pretty much decided that I don't wish to continue this relationship. He had walked me to my car, I was kind of boxed in and we were pretty close and I thought he was going to try something. Like a hug? Or something. But no, this had been the 5th time we had gotten together. No signs of affection whatsoever. Very gentlemanly. Opens doors, is very considerate. But I wasn't very keen on him, and we had been on 5 dates (i gave him a chance) and now we lived pretty far away. After I got home at around 11:30, I thought no way was I going to do that every weekend (he did offer to drive farther north to meet me halfway, I will give him that much credit, but I still decided no). So at around midnight, I get to realizing I have a message. From him. "Call me back tonight or tomorrow." Leaving no room for emails or IMs. Since it was late, I emailed him. Then not wanting to be a pest, I called him back "tomorrow" which was Monday at 7:30 PM (usually he's off work by then). I think I left a message. I was going to call him again, but again, I didn't want to be a pest.

When I heard the message for the first time, his tone to me said "I want to call you back so I can break up with you. This isn't worth it." So I was stressing all yesterday, and I think that was part of the reason (not the whole reason) I was stressed. I mean really stressing. Yet I thought, well it's good that he's breaking up with me, that will save me from having to break up with him, because he's nice, just not worth it. So he hasn't showed up on instant message, hasn't returned my call, or emailed me back. I don't want to be a pest. I don't want to be psycho-girlfriend, but dude when you leave an almost "frantic" message requesting "Call me tonight OR tomorrow" like the world is going to end, don't just disappear. I know he works longer days than I do, and now I'm not as worried, but I have stuff on my plate too, and if he's just going to add to my worry, forget it.

Rancette: Dude, thanks for meeting with me today.

Sandra: Thanks I've had a busy schedule, but I really wanted you to interview me.

R: I know. You must still be busy promoting "Crash".

S: Actually the promotion is pretty much done with. I'm planning my July 16th wedding.

R: But it wouldn't hurt if people saw you were getting married. They'd be like "Oh! I love Sandy. What has she been in lately? Oh Crash? What's that? Oh, I must see it. It's only playing at one theater within 50 miles and there is just one showing at 10:15 P.M. Gotta see it!"

S: Well, I mean, yeah I thought the movie was going to be bigger...

R: How the heck did you get such a rotten script as that?

S: Well, I figured my fans would at least be happy that it wasn't as bad as Speed 2.

R: It's funny, but I would measure a script by say films such as "While You Were Sleeping" or the original "Miss Congeniality" instead of Speed 2.

S: Well, my agent says...

R: Who cares! Do you love him?

S: My agent?

R: No, your "fiance."

S: Yes, I do. We're very much in love.

R: Is he here? Where is he? Can I take photos of you in love?

S: Well, no, you see, he doesn't like going on interviews.

R: What about premiers? In public? I never see pics of you together.

S: Well, he doesn't like going outside very much.

R: He doesn't accompany you? This sounds like a bad situation. Like it's not going to work out.

S: It will. I mean we love each other.

R: Uh huh. So what have you got lined up after the wedding?

S: Well, I'm doing a film called Il Mare with Keanu Reeves.

R: Ah, so a nice reunion.

S: Yeah.

R: So no attraction to him, huh?

S: Well, not as much as I love Jesse.

R: NOT AS MUCH!?! You mean you're admitting attraction to Keanu.

S: Yes, but I mean, you have to admit that once you commit to someone, the attraction to other people doesn't automatically stop.

R: Oh okay. I really think it's going to work out between you and Jesse. Especially if the attraction to other people doesn't stop.

S: Well, whatever. I'll shoooowww you!!

R: Come on. See me when you get a d/ivorce. Maybe I can print something juicer. Until then, Sandy, hon.

Information based on: http://www.perezhilton.com/topics/sandra_bullock/sandras_surprise_wedding_20050615.php

recap: Went on 5th date with this guy. at 10 PM Sunday immediately following the "date" he calls and says call me TODAY or TOMORROW, leaving no room for any other time. Since it was late I emailed him and Called him tomorrow (i.e. monday).

then: he doesn't respond back until tuesday with an IM saying, "Oh cool, On monday I rented Tokyo Story."

I shall change my message: "Leave a detailed message at the beep or I will not call you back or care."

This dude is history.

So the other day, I was basically ...

^INSANE!

^trying to be Katie Holmes when she sneers in Batman Begins.

^trying to look like Willem Dafoe's long lost daughter.

^trying to recover from the insanity.

i wanted to say, "i want to have a deep conversation with you". i wanted to go swimming. i wish i liked anime. i wish i could start on a new writing project. i wish the wonderful book publishers weren't so keen on rejecting me. i wish i could be in europe right now, and have 5 months left there. i wish i could be grateful for the things i have. i wish there were no such thing as diet sodas. i wish my aunt didn't overfeed me. i wish my friend didn't buy me penguin memorabilia anymore. i wish i sent in my forwarding address sooner. i wish i had my vinyl, cause they've got a record player. and i wish my brother and i talked to each other.

Since today at Mindsay, we (mullows,  poonannypie) have been talking about our favorite directors, I will talk about mine. Mine is obviously without a Shadow of a Doubt, Alfred Hitchcock. However, I got to thinking. Maybe I should write about someone who is actually still alive and not retired. I also like Francois Truffaut a lot, but he is also dead. I also like Wes Anderson, but he has only made 4 films.

THAT LEAVES WOODY ALLEN.

Yes, Woody. Someone who can be so humorous (Love & Death, Smalltime Crooks), yet be focused enough to write a serious film or two (Interiors, September). Sometimes, he even combines humor with comedy and you don't even know what to label the film (Crimes and Misdemeanors, Melinda and Melinda)! Sure, he is a sick freak who has molested one or two of the adopted children of his now ex-girlfriend, Mia Farrow.

However, does that discount his brilliance? No. It might reduce his audience, however, those faithful few who still go to his films and aren't sickened enough by his background to actually enjoy his films...there are huge rewards. The exciting thing about a favorite living director as opposed to a dead one, is you always look forward to the next thing they are going to do.

Sure, he went through a couple bad patches... I mean he releases Stardust Memories, Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy and Zelig in one fail swoop, then has a bunch of films to redeem himself, then churns out... Deconstructing Harry and Celebrity....true fans lose all hope. But then! Oh then, comes the last several films he made which were all good, except maybe Anything Else which had one cute line in the whole film ("Couldn't you tell I had a crush on you by the way I ignored you?"), but was a complete waste of film otherwise. I mean, come on, do you know any group of twenty-year olds who absolutely drool over Diana Krall? Or would they more likely be going to a Matchbox Twenty concert or something? Dunno, but in Woody Allen's world, it's all jazz.

My favorite is the very complex, yet very engaging aforementioned Crimes and Misdemeanors. I've always thought I was like Halley Reed, the logical girl who nows she shouldn't have an affair with the married Woody Allen character even though he says he is getting a divorce. However, logic completely screws her, because she settles for a pompous jerkface played by Alan Alda, when Woody was really serious about the divorce.  Plus she and Woody had a connection she will never have with Alan Alda.  I could go on about the other element of the film...the murdering eye-doctor, but suffice to say, it is its depth and self-identification which makes me love the film so much.

So when Frank Sinantra offered to break Woody Allen's legs for Mia Farrow, I am truly grateful she did not accept his offer. Because after all, now I have something to look forward to year after year...the next Woody Allen film!

If you had one choice, would you rather fix conflict between the different:

• genders
• religions

OR

• races

?

or would resolution between one of these lead to resolution between everybody.

the grossest thing about the job is looking at pictures of the people that are suing, after the damage is done to them.

Apathy enrages me. I am talking about not only witnessing indifference among others, but among myself.

I think, however, that we must discern and choose our causes wisely. We can fight for a million causes and only put so much effort into them or we can fight for something we truly believe in. What do we believe in? And what is important enough for our blood, sweat, and tears?

I've always wanted to do something important in my life. I knew from the time I was in third grade that I wanted to be a writer. In fifth grade more specifically I wanted to be a screenwriter. When I turned 13, I wrote my first song and wanted to be a songwriter. Somewhere in there I thought about going into politics.  When I was 21, I wrote my first book and thought about becoming a novelist.

I know when I was younger that I thought I could really make a difference. I was an idealist.  And it hurts me to refer to myself as an idealist in the past tense.  However, some things are still the same. I am still sure God has a plan for me.  I am still a confident writer and am thankful for the success I have had, and know that there will be success in the future, because I am not lazy or stupid.

This post has been more about me than I wanted it to be, but somehow, we are all part of the human race.  We are all striving for happiness (except for the nihilists!).  And well, sometimes I think happiness is a relative term or such a broad term. I mean, do I want to be happy now and suffer in the long term, or work hard and slave away so maybe I can save up for a trip to Europe when everyone else is going to Cancun or whatever. And maybe something I do will make me a little happy, but will affect someone in such a way that it will make them very unhappy, so maybe I'd better search for an alternative to make me happy.

I mean, people are all about pleasing themselves.  Ice cream is so good, but it can make you fat. So, do you want to forego ice cream and keep your wonderful figure? Or do you want to indulge and buy the extra dress size?

Sometimes I wonder what can really make me happy. It seems like a conundrum. If I do something to be happy, it actually won't make me happy.

Over the past few weeks, and really over the past few years, I've realized that all I need to be happy and peaceful is to rely on God. He is my stronghold in this tumultuous and crazy world. Yet do I always do godly things? (no) And do I always give Him credit? (no) And do I always pray, and go to church, and praise Him? (no, not as much as I should).

I mean, the answer to happiness is really simple. Seek righteousness and all these other things shall be added unto you. That means do right and everything you want will follow.

Everything you want. Maybe not the big car or big acting part, but everything you really truly want.

And all you have to do is take that step and change. God gives us that choice. Will you take it? Will I take it?

I was thinking about who I am, who I could be, and where I could be.

I'm 23. I could be married.  I could be pregnant or I could already have kids. Maybe if I were in that situation, I'd wish I were single.

And then I think of where I am now. I'm thinking it would be nice to be married & have kids. Only one problem. THE MAN. Dude, I'm sick of searching for one, thinking that he'll arrive when I least expect it or some sort of jazz like that.

I'm not lonely; I'm anxious, though. Darn, why can't I just trust everything will fall in place. Before, I never really made an effort to date, so I thought that's why I was single. Then I went back and forth between making an effort and not. Well, I'm just not finding the right guy if I try or don't try.  So may as well not even make the effort?

I've thought well, if I don't look for someone NOW, the right opportunity will pass me by. However, there's the flip side that if I settle for someone right now I might meet someone better down the road.  All I'm looking for is someone I really like. well, that's not all i'm looking for. But someone who I feel comfortable with. Dude, where's my man?

You Are Strawberry Ice Cream

A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core. You often find yourself on the outside looking in. Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works. You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream.

Well I started keeping track of the movies I watched mid-June. And I have a very incomplete list from last year, but finally, I decided to keep tabs. Here is a partial list for June and hopefully on August 1st, I'll be able to list a complete list for July. There's tons I want to see this month.

Bordertown, 1935 /bette davis

In A Lonely Place, 1950 humphrey bogart

Fool for Scandal / carole lombard

Batman Begins

Batman Forever

Two Faced Woman / greta garbo

Cesar et Rosalie

Cabin in the Cotton / Bette Davis

Pal Joey

Lady in Question

La Chevre

Three Loves Has Nancy, 1935

La Bûche

The housekeeper / Claude Berri

Fight Club

Out of all of those, Bordertown was probably my favorite. Paul Muni annoyed the heck out of me, but oh well. Fight Club I started watching years ago, but watched the last hour just so I could truly say I saw the movie. I was disappointed by In A Lonely Place which imdb.com made out to be such a great film, but was really cheesy. Cheesier than 75% of the Bogey movies I had previous seen, and I've seen about 20. The Biggest disappointment was probably Batman Begins which I didn't get AT ALL!! Pal Joey, let's just say Frank Sinantra annoys the heck out of me. All in all, these past couple of weeks, I got to see some gems I had been meaning to see all my life. Batman Forever was truly wonderful, and I enjoyed Nicole Kidman's cheesy lines and Batman wondering if he could be jealous of himself.

ok I got the link up:

http://members.tripod.com/rancette/languages.html

Now I am going to have a list of all the blog who post in languages other than english. this list is incomplete, and I don't know where my other list is, so I'll add to it, when I get a chance!

Link is on the right for future reference ---------->

don't hesitate to message me or post or email if you find a new one.

 Zu rancette sagt keiner nein.

rancette sorgt für Stimmung.

rancette bietet mehr.

rancette hilft schnell. (rancette smells funny? okay that's just plain mean!)

Ich habe immer Bock auf rancette.

Mit rancette läuft's rund.

rancette - So fröhlich wie Ihr Kind.

rancette - Teil Deines Traums.

rancette wäscht nicht nur sauber, sondern rein.

rancette - Teuflisch gut.

rancette - ein Erfolgsfaktor. (rancette - fear factor contestant?)

rancette's reine Seele.

rancette wirkt sofort.

I apologize in advance if any of these are "bad". i have no clue what they are trying to tell me!!!!

omg, the default is german. okay, i found the english:

You better get your rancette out. (freaky)

Let's talk about rancette (boring)

You can't beat rancette (but you can try)

My way is rancette

Feel the magic of rancette

Think. Feel. rancette.

rancette, your way!

rancette is the only way to be happy

Live rancette

Start the day with rancette

It's time to think about rancette

Oh my goddess, it's a rancette (cheesy)

rancette - now!

It must be rancette

okay, i'll leave you with that!!

http://imdb.com/news/wenn/2005-07-06/ (scroll down for article)

Breaking News!! Britney Spears-Federline is running out of money and says she is going to have to put her baby on welfare if people do not buy her new album. However, the album is as of yet, unreleased so baby might just have to suffer.

http://channels.netscape.com/ns/pf/package.jsp?name=fte/richnames/richnames

This article says if you name your kids David or Susan, they'll become rich. I don't even know how people with this type of thinking get to publish articles. Sure on the list of people making big dough, the name "David" is going to pop up a lot. Um, it's a popular name from over 20 years ago. If you were Gen X, I'm sure you had more than one David in each of your classes. So name your kid David. He'll be a ditchdigger if you don't decide to send him to college or if you don't encourage your child to think about his future at all. I'm sure in 10-20 years, naming your kid "Aidan" or "Emma" is going to guarantee riches, because those names are probably going to be at the top of the list then.

http://cnn.netscape.cnn.com/ns/news/story.jsp?idq=/ff/story/0001%2F20050706%2F1348839194.htm&photoid=20050705CARF104&ewp=ewp_news_0505missing_toddler

One other complaint. Shasta Groene, the abducted kid who was molested is shown here smiling.  I mean, why are they showing pictures of this kid now that she's found, and why do they have to show an ecstatic picture like she just came back from Disneyland. Most of her family was murdered. Please people, don't get a picture of her crying, but not such a big smile please. Also another complaint. The wording was really strange in the article and it made it sound like the captor could get life in prison or the death penalty for kidnapping alone. As I was starting to wonder if you could get the death penalty for kidnapping, it occured to me that the death penalty might be used because he killed 3 members of her family. 4 if they positively identify this body they found as her brother.

I don't know. These articles just seem like they're from a sloppy news source.

I Love London! When Paris & London were vying to have the Olympics in their cities, I didn't really care. I loved both cities. I would have hated to see Paris bombed, but then I really didn't want London to be bombed either.

I was only in London for 5 weeks. I say only, and actually that is a long time if you think about it. But it wasn't long enough. I was there two months before 9/11/01, which means the world was pretty care-free. I was there for school, and we stayed at King's College in Hampstead.

The first night there someone ran screaming down the stairs saying they thought they saw a ghost. I thought it was really funny until the urban legends surfaced...one girl killed herself from one of the rooms. Another ate a hand...in apparently the same room.

I tried to have as much fun as possible...went on the Jack the Ripper tour, and heard every possible Jack the Ripper theory imaginable. Then at the end of the tour, we took the tube from Aldgate East back to home. I think Aldgate was one of the stations that was bombed. I took a picture there, but don't think I'll violate the privacy of my friends in that picture.

So 50 people died and bombs went off 4 different places. Even though that sounds like a lot of people, I'm just glad it wasn't 5,000. I could say a lot more about this, but I'll just simply wrap up by saying "I Love London."

look at drewby 's blog. It also gave me an idea. You can feel  to copy it. It would be cool if everyone like had a london header & profile pic for the weekend at least.

PS- I am not done with my header, so if I left you out, you will probably be added in very soon.

OMG, I didn't bring a digital camera to London, and most of my pictures were taken outside of London, but here is one of Tower Bridge:

How do I really feel about you?

Wow. this is harder than I thought. I thought it would be simple.

I look forward to talking with you. When I see you on my buddy list I don't IM you first all the time, so I know if you want to make the effort to talk to me.

You're afraid that I'll go psycho on you and reveal everything I know about you. Well, if you're truly afraid, why divulge all this personal info to me. You know I'd never tell anyone. Heck, the only reason I'm posting about you is because you asked me to. You wanted to see what I'd post about you. You wanted to know what I secretly thought about you. Well, you may never know exactly that. In fact, I'm still trying to decide what I think about you.

I think you have talent. I think you are interesting. I think you're overly vague sometimes.

Maybe I should make up a name to refer to you by, so I can talk about you on my blog, but your identity will be kept secret. After all, it seems you would love being blogged about in the future. Only with your permission of course. You've been telling me for weeks..."don't blog about me, I don't want to see me on your blog" and now you've asked me to blog about you. Ha. Well, I don't know much about you. I mean I'm getting to know you. Brad, okay, let's call you Brad.

Even though I like you more than Brad Pitt. I mean I don't get Brad Pitt at all. Maybe I'll see a movie or two with him in it, but do I enjoy looking at his unshaven face, imaging what he smelled like on the set because he never showered. But this isn't about Brad Pitt, this is about Brad.

Is this a character sketch/summary/profile/thingie? Uh no. First off Brad isn't a character. Secondly, the only thing I'm trying to summarize is what I think of him. I've never really done this before, so I think it sucks so far. But that's okay. The only person who I think is going to read and understand this is Brad anyway.

So Brad, why did you c-ontact me anyway? For it was you that contacted me. Well, I can say what I think of that. I think there was a certain reason and I don't think it was because I intrigued you (at first anyway). But then you said we could never talk about it (without saying what it was exactly), but I wasn't going to bring it up anyway because it was impolite. Well, but you had to tell me not to mention it. Um, I hadn't mentioned it so far, and I never was going to. Perhaps you were trying to save me the embarrassment of mentioning it and you having to tell me it was none of my business or you becoming so offending that you sloshed hot coffee in my face. I dunno.

So why do I talk to you Brad? What benefits can we possibly provide for one another. Friendship? Good conversation? You like the pictures I send to you. I dunno. I don't even like emailing pictures to people, but emailing them to you is fun for some reason. Even though you provide me with compliments that I find hard to believe, saying my lips are nicer than Angelina Jolie's? Never mind what you said about Angie, but what man really doesn't appreciate her beauty? And that comment about Brad Pitt. Ah, I'm beginning to see. I know what I think now. I think you're in love with Brad Pitt.

(MyHoroscope)

 "You should get almost everything you want. If you don't, remind folks you want it."

I used to keep a list of goals, things I wanted to accomplish. okay, here is my new revised list.

-Get my book published.

-Get my play produced (i have two, which one?)

-Visit Italy.

-Visit Canada.

-Visit Australia.

-Revisit England

-Revisit Paris

-Find some new people to hang out with

those are just some basic things. good to write it down.

i am going to this thing today *fingers crossed*

oh and I think I stumbled upon something good (totally unrelated to today's adventure)

How much information is too much information?

Do writers spend too much time in their own mind? Is that why a lot of them are crazy?

I keep thinking I want to act....but I couldn't even wait at this audition for more than 2 hours without getting too bored.

PS-I'm excited. I'm going to try and take a couple classes this fall. I don't know if I should talk about this but I'm going to. --I don't really want to become a lawyer. However, I found this nice law school program somewhere in the mid-west. (i forget where) and they have this program where each year they take a group of about 8 students to England. That would be cool. If I continue my education, it would be a great excuse to go back to England. Then-they have this program where you take a semester in Paris!! Woot. It is a highly selective program and you have to be able to speak French, so the classes are in...French. So I think I am going to try to use this time to learn French. I learned a few new words/phrases yesterday. I really don't think I'll study law in France. However, why not use this time in my life when nothing is going on to further myself, so that when the time comes...oh, i just happen to know French and it would be great to do a similar opportunity like this or whatever.

...till the big day. i never thought i'd make it this far.

i want to do something really big. all i can think of so far is to rip off other people who've hit this milestone before me....

*IT'S A SECRET*

but if anyone has any good ideas, email me.... rancette @ ya h oo. com

Are the people in charge of Mindsay News running out of things to post to news (evidence: asking people to submit news items) or are they just unaware of what they're going to do when Speedy Bubbles falls off the list.

Tomorrow: Special Day

Happy Blogaversary to Rancette!!!

today i got together with a group of people to watch a movie...like a movie discussion group. it was great. had some prospecco and got a little tipsy. but i controlled myself (somehow I'm great at that?)

And then today I started on a writing project, don't know how long it'll be, but documenting my 5 weeks in London. i think it's an entertaining read so far, cause lots of weird things happened. :)

my family leaves for Ireland for two weeks tomorrow (without me), so i'll be throwing parties at the house :) yes.

the end

Allow me to vent.

I was woken up three times last night which is normal and not a big deal anymore. Besides my extended family was going to go to Ireland so ... two weeks with the house to myself...no need to complain. Pretty soon no more people to bug me.

8:00 is the time I usually shower. i share the b-room with 3 girls and they're all trying to get ready for ireland. but i know they're leaving at 9 am. so i'm like...i'll be quick ... promise.

I take the quickest shower of my life and leave for work.

Once I get there, my uncle calls me telling me to come home, because he needs to tell me how to take care of the house when I am gone. okay.

I am kinda upset by this point, because Sunday I know they need to leave me instructions, so I ask my aunt. She says it's no big deal and she'll leave me a print out of what to do.

Well, my uncle is upset, saying "Apparently no one told you not to leave for work until I talk to you."

So I get home. I expected that I had to water the tomatoes and feed the dog.

I also have to feed the fish, water the plants upstairs, make sure there's water in the pool. okay, okay, fine. whatever.

I also have to feed the frog. WITH CRICKETS. And they are out of crickets, so they want me to buy crickets. I am ticked off by this point, and they don't give me any money to buy cricket. I guess they think I am a charity and I have no life so I can hang here everyday for the next two weeks to watch their house while they go to Ireland.

So basically after work, I go to pick up Crickets. The pet store is closed. How do they expect me to buy the crickets, when I'm at work all day. I could go saturday, but the frog has only two crickets and needs three per week.

I'm so ticked off.

But then...come the people creeping in the house. I thought it was people. Then it was silent, so i thought it was the dog and so I called him. I was scared, but not scared enough to call the police (i should have). I had the huge TV remote in my hand, ready to wack the heck out of any intruders. I know this doesn't sound like a good weapon, but I also had adrenaline running through my system and was ready for anyone creeping up behind me. So I shouted if anyone was in the house. And it was my youngest cousin's friends leaving her a "note".

I am sorry, but I don't have my friends have keys to my house.....never had...even best friends. She is 16 and why do her friends need to be in the house or have access to the house...while the owners are away...without me knowing. I am so mad I just want to yell at everyone when they come back. I wanted to yell at them this morning...making me drive to and from work when I checked yesterday to make sure everything was taken care of.

I'm sure I'll think it's funny in a few years........ha.............

Then Brad invited me somewhere tonight but I wasn't in the mood.

i had a dream that I was going to washington d.c. and felt guilty that i wasn't telling shiny about it. Furthermore, tattooedjen was on the flight, and the plane was like a frisbee and I think we were going to crash, so she had to check off certain things about her fellow passenger (me). And she had to rate if I were scared or competent and I was surprised by some of the marks she made (you had to fill them out in different colors).

Weird.

So there are usually no ants at the house, right? well, the counter is pretty clear, but ants attacked like the day after family left. the really weird thing is the ants are like in the frog's cage and have attacked the frog (i saw two ants between his toes). it is sad, because the frog is cute.

also my aunt showed me what to feed the crickets (to which i feed the frog) but I don't know where those fruit cubes are, so i fed it like Dole peach cocktail. i hope they will survive. i asked for a dozen crickets and they gave me 28. dang! i wish they hadn't been too generous. i live in a cricket zoo now.

Nevermind me falling down (not even having anything to drink!!!!) and spraining my ankle. that hurt.

OH MY GOSH, THE WORST THING HAPPENED. I CAME HOME TONIGHT AND ANTS WERE IN THE KITCHEN. THEY KILLED THE FROG THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO WATCH. THEY KILLED IT. IT WAS NOT MOVING AND ANTS WERE SWARMING OVER THE POOR DEAD FROG'S BODY.

There were no ants before my family left. I do not know where they are coming from. I cannot find any chemicals to kill them. so i poured bleach over the area to kill the damn bastards. they got into the crickets too and probably ate them alive. i feel so sorry. at least the dog and the fish is okay. I had to take the frog's cage out because it was infested with a billion ants. I am in shock and I am disgusted that ants, ants did this.

Disregard everything: I called my mom & he's still in the states (HI). Sorry about that.

I thought my brother was in Egypt and a bomb just went off there...in a luxury hotel. It was scary, seeing the headline, but he is in Hawaii after all.

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/ap/20050723/ap_on_re_mi_ea/egypt_explosions