I admit that freely. I mean, I’ve watched too much my whole life – in addition to all the time my parents devoted in reading to me, I think all those hours of watching Sesame Street and Mister Rogers helped me learn to read as early as I did. So, really, is it any surprise that I watch too much now and let myself get obsessed over certain shows?
That being said, I’ve been rewatching seasons 1-4 of the Gilmore Girls to prep for season 5’s release next week. (I love getting stuff from Amazon… but that’s another thing altogether. Hee.) In all that rewatching time, in addition to getting some good knitting time in, I’ve come to two conclusions: that I completely and totally agree with Crazy Aunt Purl on her WWLGD stance and that I want a Luke Danes all of my own. Not Scott Patterson (although, I so wouldn’t say no to him either, lol), but Luke. You know, that really nice (if a bit crabby) guy that’s handy and really knows how to make a girl fall for him, just by being him. So, if anyone knows of a Luke Danes out there, tell him I’m accepting applications. Must be handy – chuppah building skills not necessary, but are a definite plus. LMAO! 😉
Yeah, if you couldn’t tell, I’m a bit annoyed with the man situation right now. Damn, I must be if I’m looking at a fictional character and thinking that he’s the ideal man. After talking with Lara – and agreeing that boys are stupid – I’m beginning to think that it’s genetically programmed in men to just not call – or return calls. It’s not just E, it seems to be every guy I know takes forever and a fucking day to get back to me, if they do at all. I mean, really… what the fuck? Didn’t their mamas teach them simple manners? Grrrr. You know, it really does feel good to vent about it to the internets! 🙂
Oh, and on the venting – let me just remind the DC metro area driving public: while speed limits are just suggestions, STOP SIGNS definitely are not. Generally they are placed there for a reason. You know, so you don’t kill someone… oh, like me! I don’t give a flying fuck if you’ve been stopped at the stop line for for-freakin-ever because the person in front of you stopped way past the sign. That does not constitute stopping and doesn’t mean that you can immediately go when the car in front of you moves – more than likely, you’ll end up almost hitting the person who actually has the right-of-way. Like me! Twice. Fuckers. When you do it, don’t start screaming out the window how DC drivers don’t know how to drive. Let me put it to you this way: babe, I grew up in the area. I’ve been driving these roads since I was 16. The only moving violations I’ve had all had to do with speeding. (You know, that whole "speed limits are a suggestion" thing.) I know how to stop. In fact, I actually had stopped – way before you did. I’d bet you money that you haven’t had as much experience on these roads as I have. So just shut the fuck up. Trust me, if you end up hitting me, I’ll slap a lawsuit on you before you can squeak out the name of your insurance company. End of rant. (Really, I’m not a huge, complaining bitch all the time. I’ve just had a day today.)
To lighten it up a bit (from Crazy Aunt Purl, as Laurie tagged the planet for the cheesy internets quiz):
TEN random things you might not know about me.
1: I am a complete klutz. I trip over anything, including air.
2: Every year, I make a decision to get all organized. It lasts maybe a month.
3: I’ve been engaged three times. I’ve been married zero times. You do the math.
4: I love to try new crafts, but generally find that I have no talent for it. (Yet I can knit!)
5: I used to sing and was halfway decent.
6: I also wanted to act. I went on local auditions for things and found that I hated the disappointment. (No, I was never cast in anything.)
7: I have almost no willpower.
8: I am allergic to almost everything, including my cat. Do I care? Not really.
9: I have never been out of the country. Even to Canada or Mexico.
10: I can drink many tequila-based drinks with little to no after-effects the next day.
NINE places I’ve visited
1: Los Angeles
4: Oklahoma City (aren’t y’all jealous??)
8: New York City
9: New Orleans
EIGHT ways to win my heart
1: Make me laugh. Really laugh.
2: Bring or send flowers occasionally. Cheesy, I know, but it works for me.
3: Hold my hand or put your hand on my lower back while we’re out. It’s affectionate, but not overly so.
4: Show interest in my knitting. 🙂
5: Remember some little detail I mentioned ages ago and impress me with your knowledge of me.
6: Honesty. ‘Nuff said.
7: Embrace the roller-coaster that is me.
8. Take me to a hockey game. Or two. Or a whole season.
SEVEN things I want to do before I die
1: Go on a cruise.
2: Have a little yappyass purse dog. (Okay, I left that one from Laurie, but I want one too!)
3: Travel the world.
4: Find "the one". Doesn’t matter if I marry him or not, I just want to find him.
5: Fit into those skinny jeans that sit on my closet shelf.
6: Hook up with Jeff Halpern. (Okay, those who know me KNOW that I couldn’t leave that out!)
7: Win the lottery.
SIX things I’m afraid of
1: My parents getting sick.
2: Bugs of all kinds – with the exception of butterflies and ladybugs.
3: Needles. (Yet I have a tattoo. Explain that.)
4: Jack Daniels and Grand Marnier. Seperately, of course.
5: The Bridget Jones fear of dying alone, being eaten by an Alsatian (did I spell that right?).
6: Way too realistic dolls – they creep me out.
FIVE things I don’t like
1: Having to wear a bra all-the-fucking-time.
2: People who are just plain mean for the sake of being mean.
3: Cheese. (I know, sacrilege, right? I like it on some things, but in general, no.)
4: Stuffing. There’s no way in hell that I touch that at Thanksgiving.
5: That I can’t buy any pretty bras at Victoria’s Secret.
FOUR ways to turn me off
1: Don’t listen to me.
2: Lie to me.
3: Chew tobacco. I don’t care if you smoke (because, hello, that would be hypocritical!), but chewing that shit disgusts me.
4: Be mean – to humans or animals – just to be mean.
THREE Things I do everyday
1: Drink coffee.
2: Wear jeans.
3: Spend way too much time on the internets.
TWO things that make me happy
1: Appreciation. That’ll keep me going for days.
2: Special smiles.
ONE thing on my mind right now
1: If I’m going to have the same weird dream I had last night.
Who am I tagging on this? Well, anyone who hasn’t already seen this on Laurie’s blog. 🙂