Saturday, November 26, 2005

Like, OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!

Who among us is actually surprised by this news:


"Lachey & Simpson Officially Split"

American sweethearts
Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey have officially split after months of speculation about the state of their three-year marriage. The pop singers jointly announced the end of their marriage through their publicists on Wednesday night. In an official statement, the couple said, "After three years of marriage, and careful thought and consideration, we have decided to part ways. This is the mutual decision of two people with an enormous amount of respect and admiration for each other. We hope that you respect our privacy during this difficult time." Lachey and Simpson wed in October 2002 and became household names in America when they starred in MTV reality show Newlyweds. US tabloids have been claiming the couple were on the verge of splitting since the summer, highlighting stories of the pair's romantic links to other people. Simpson was at one time linked to former Jackass prankster Bam Margera.

They should've announced this back when people actually gave a damn. At this point, who cares anymore?

The big sleb news of the day, however, is the outstanding generosity of one Tom Cruise:

"Cruise Will Donate Sonogram Machine"

Vanilla Sky actor Tom Cruise has promised to donate the sonogram (ultrasound) machine he has bought for his pregnant fiance Katie Holmes to a hospital when
their child is born.
War of the Worlds Cruise bought the $200,000 equipment so he can keep an eye on the couple's unborn baby. But he insists it will go to a good home after Holmes gives birth next year. He tells US talk show host Barbara Walters on her upcoming television special, "I'm going to donate it to a hospital when we are done."


How nice.

Oh, and Rent. Saw it twice, liked it a lot! But overall, my reaction is similar to my reaction to the musical. Loved the music, loved everyone but Roger and Mimi, hated the ending.

This time around, I loved the music and loved everyone but Mimi and the Roger/Mimi storyline. I just don't understand her philosophy in life. If there is, indeed, no day but today, why does she keep doing drugs? The ending is only slightly better than on stage, and it's only because they got rid of the part where Mimi, after being magically revived by Roger's One Great Song, goes "I jump over the moon! A leap of...MOOOOO!"

A lot of the transitions between dialogue and song, especially pre-Over The Moon, were kinda clunky, though.

Still, I liked a lot of it. My favorites: One Song Glory (aylabyu, Adam Pascal!); Another Day; the video monitors, mooing, and psychotic expression on Maureen's face when she was supposed to be sucking milk on Over the Moon (aylabyu, Idina Menzel!); all the Life Support stuff; Tango: Maureen; La Vie Boheme; Take Me or Leave Me; Without You; I'll Cover You Reprise; and the end of What You Own (Mark and Roger are so lovers!).

No day but today, bitches!

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

So this business plan thing. I'm learning quite a few stuff about the industry, but all in disjointed pieces, so I don't think it helps.

I've so far called about a dozen real-life industry people, all of who told me to send them e-mails instead, none of which have been replied to. Jerks.

Also, anyone know anything about satellites?

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Shit, I'm on Rockstar energy drink overload. I think I've had too much. I feel funky. I don't know if I have to jebs or if I'm gonna die. It's a weird sensation in the pit of my stomach and in my chest. I'm also kind of starting to see doubles. Maybe I'm high?

Currently working on my 10-page paper. It's supposed to be a case study -- I don't even know what that is! Three pages down, seven to go, but I've run out of materials to cover. I also just ran across an article debunking my entire thesis. Gah, my topic is so stupid!

Thursday, November 10, 2005

From Jamie's myspace bulletin:

YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA WHEN :

  1. Your monthly house payments exceed your annual income.
  2. You drive next to a Rolls Royce and don't notice.
  3. You don't know anyone's phone number unless you check your cell phone.
  4. You speak Spanish, but you're not Mexican.
  5. You begin to "lie" to your friends about how close you are when you know damn well that it'll take you at least an hour to get there (see below).
  6. Getting anywhere from point A to point B, no matter what the distance, takes at least "twenty minutes".
  7. You drive to your neighborhood block party.
  8. In the "winter", you can go to the beach and ski at Big Bear on the same day or mow your lawn in your shorts on New Years Day, and maybe sunburn.
  9. You eat a different ethnic food for every meal.
  10. If your destination is more than 5 minutes away on foot, you're definitely driving. if your destination is across a parking lot, you move your car closer.
  11. Calling your neighbors requires knowing their area code.
  12. You know what "In-'N-Out" is and feel bad for all the other states because they don't have any.
  13. You don't stop at a STOP sign, you do a California Roll.
  14. You really can never be too rich or too thin or too tan.
  15. You've partied in Tijuana at least 3 times and you don't remember at least 1 of them.
  16. You go to a tanning salon before going to the beach.
  17. You eat pineapple on pizza.
  18. Your cell phone has left a permanent impression on the side of your head.
  19. You think that Venice is a beach.
  20. The waitress asks if you'd like "carbs" in your meal.
  21. You know who the tinsel underwear dude in Venice Beach is.
  22. You classify new people you meet by their Area Code. An "818" would never date a "562" and anyone from "323" or "213" is ghetto/second class. Best area code: "949." Nobody likes anyone from the "909" because it stinks there.
  23. You call 911 and they put you on hold.
  24. You have a gym membership because it's mandatory.
  25. The gym is packed at 3pm...on a workday.
  26. You think you are better than the people who live "Over the Hill". It doesn't matter which side of the hill you are currently residing, you are just better than them, for whatever reason.
  27. You know that if you drive two miles in any direction you will find a McDonald's or a Starbucks. .. or 2.... or more.
  28. You know what "sigalert", "PCH", and "the five" mean.
  29. You can't remember . . . is pot illegal?
  30. It's barely sprinkling rain and there's a report on every news station: "STORM WATCH".
  31. The Terminator is your governor.
  32. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from California.

It's funny coz it's true.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

As if living across the way from a crazy white guy and having my dad's car broken in twice aren't proof enough, today's events confirm the fact that, yes, we live in a Really Bad Neighborhood. It's a crime scene, folks. For real! Like, with cops and ambulances and yellow "Police Line Do Not Cross" tapes and news vans and reporters everywhere!

Here's what happened, according to the Orange County Register.

I'm still waiting for an in-depth article to come out that might contain a quote from Kandy, who was interviewed by a reporter earlier as we were walking back home from Jamba Juice (I was there too, but was no help at all). I'm so proud of my little sister! She was awesome talking to the reporter and didn't say anything bad about the suspect, who was a pretty nice guy.

And I had a real Law and Order moment a few minutes ago when an investigator for the district attorney's office knocked at our door and asked to step inside the house so he could ask me a few questions. He just wanted to know if I was around when it happened, but I wasn't. He took down my information. He asked Mac, who's the only other person here. Then he asked whether anyone else in the household was home at that time, so I said ma and Kandy were. He gave me his card and told me to tell them to call him so he could talk to them. In a perverse way considering the situation, it was kinda cool! And in the end, when he was walking out, I wanted to be like one of those nosy neighbors in Law and Order and say, "I hope you find him, officer." But then I realized that there's no need to find anyone because the perp is lying dead in the middle of our street, so I just told him to have a nice night.

I sure wish I was wearing my Chung!Chung! shirt, though.

Oh, and did I tell you about when I circumvented the police car parked at our street to prevent anyone from entering it, so I could go home?