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Friday, October 1, 2010

And Now For A Film From The Year Of My Birth...

This is what's keeping me entertained tonight:


It's strange... I've never seen Mark Harmon talk so much in a role... or be such a slacker!

Since I last wrote there have been some big changes in my life. I bought two Chinese Dwarf Hamsters last week. They're absolutely adorable and I named them Tony and Ziva. They're both girls, but when I talk to Tony, I refer to him as a male. I just can't emasculate DiNozzo that much. Anyway, here's a picture of them:


They're still scared of me most of the time. Ziva's especially skittish. Tony's always the first one to come investigate if they're both hiding from me in their bedding. But I've been able to hold both of them for a few minutes at a time and they've both groomed themselves (which hamsters only do when they feel completely safe) while I'm holding them. 

I've also acquired 14 new movies, plus Pirate Radio (I bought it the first week I was here), and two seasons of Full House. When I went to UD for Bandcoming, Second Time Around got a lot of my business. Then last weekend, Hannah and I went to Five Below, which is a trendy dollar store up here, and they had a $5 movie section, which is where I found Summer School and Borat. I've never seen Borat, but I watched it last night. It was interesting, but I'm glad I only spent $5 on it. 

Jackie and Brenda are coming up to visit this weekend! I'm really excited. I only had friends from home visit me twice in undergrad, and both times were for WGI. Plus, I really miss my friends and having a halfway decent social life. We're going to see the special screening of Beauty and the Beast, and then that night we're going up to Case Western to see Katie in The Most Fabulous Story Ever Told aka The Gay and Lesbian Adam and Eve Story. Then the next day we're going to the Akron Art Museum for a bit before Jackie and Brenda go back to Columbus. It's not a long visit, but it's better than nothing, and I'll be back home a couple of weeks later for the Circleville Pumpkin Show. 

~ Christine

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

boob tube

I'm back with more funness (or things to do at work... except I work at home while watching TV and drinking wine soooo...)!

The 30 Day TV Meme (what exactly is a meme anyway?):
Day 1: A show that should have never been cancelled
Easy. GILMORE GIRLS. I blame Amy Sherman-Palladino for the downfall of a fantastic show that ended entirely too soon.

Day 2: A show you wish more people were watching
Hmm... either Army Wives or Covert Affairs. I love both of these shows, but it seems like outside of a couple of friends and my family (at least as far as CA goes), not many other people watch them. Obviously there are people watching them... CA was renewed for a second season after like the 4th episode of the first season, but they're not people I know. So next summer when they both come back (fingers crossed on AW!), watch them!

Day 3: Your favorite new TV show (aired this season)
Well technically we're in between the end of the summer season and the beginning of the fall season, so I'll say Covert Affairs since that came out when I was on vacation, which by the way, it doesn't seem possible that that was almost 2 months ago, but it was.

Day 4: Your favorite show ever
NCIS. Hands. Down. This is another show that I just started watching a little over a year ago, but let me tell you, I've seen every episode at least twice, and most of them I've seen way more times than that, and if a show can keep my interest that strong in such a high concentrated amount. Let's face it, I get distracted easily, so the fact that NCIS has kept my attention so well is kind of a big deal.

Day 5: A show you hate
I realize I'm going to get flack for this, but I don't care. I really hate Grey's Anatomy. I think it went from a good hospital drama to a completely outrageous circus disguised as a hospital. Too many good actors have left the show for bullshit reasons, and it shows. Yes, having a season finale where numerous people randomly get shot gets a lot of attention, but if it was a good show, it would have gotten the same attention with something understated. No one gives a flying fig about the other episodes from the most recent season, and that's because they sucked.

Day 6: Favorite episode of your favorite TV show
This is mean! There isn't an episode I don't love. I guess if I had to pick one about the others, it would probably be Twisted Sister. I love how dedicated McGee is to his sister (and real-life step-sister... Don Bellasario keeps it in the family!) and of course, it's the big reveal of the book he's been working on in secret... probably because he "loosely" based all of the characters off of his co-workers. Whoops. Anyway, I like it because it's one of those turning-point episodes where we start to see that McGee isn't as green as he used to be.

Day 7: Least favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Another bad question! Probably Judgement Day Part 1&2. I know that Jenny was dying of something (rumors online speculated that it was muscular dystrophy) anyway, but I really hate how she was killed off of the show, and then they brought in Vance. I hate Vance a little less now than I did at the beginning of season 6, but I don't think it was fair what they did to Director Shepherd's character. She's actually an intelligent and competent woman in season 3 and most of season 4, but then in season 5 they turned into an obsessive maniac. Plus, I read online that Lauren Holly had no idea that she was being killed off of the show, and I think that's crappy. At least when Kate was killed off, Sasha Alexander wanted off of the show.

Day 8: A show everyone should watch
This may sound silly, but everyone needs to watch just one episode of 19 Kids and Counting. Even if you don't believe in the Duggar's policy regarding the number of their children, you can't deny that those kids are some of the most polite and well-behaved children out there. Go watch an old episode of Jon & Kate Plus 8 and follow it immediately with an episode of 19 Kids and you'll see what I mean.

Day 9: Best scene ever
The scene from Friends where Rachel finds out that she's pregnant. I love love LOVE that Phoebe tricks her into thinking that she's not pregnant so she'll have clarity on what her thoughts on having a baby would be!  The look on Rachel's face when Phoebe tells her the truth is priceless... my bet is that they did that in one take.

Day 10: A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
*shifty eyes*... NCIS. You can ask my sister, when she first started watching it in the early part of last summer, I absolutely hated it. I think I only watched bits and pieces of the show, but other than Law & Order: SVU, I had never found a one hour crime drama that I liked. Now I'm hooked.

Day 11: A show that disappointed you
White Collar. On paper, I thought I would really like it, but I got bored after the first couple of episodes. I watched a few episodes this summer because my parents watch it, and I liked them okay, but I still expected more from that show.

Day 12: An episode you've watched more than 5 times
According to iTunes, I've watched Caged (from NCIS, of course) five times. It's the episode where McGee is held hostage in a woman's prison... I'm not surprised that I've watched it that much! Any McGee-centric episode is high on my list!

Day 13: Favorite childhood show
The first show that I remember being in love with was Full House. I actually cried when the last episode aired. I usually cry when the last episode of a show airs. But that was the first. I remember I got really irritated with Michelle and how she basically got to do her own thing when she was so young, but I loved DJ. Donna Jo was the shit. And of course, now I find Uncle Jesse foxy.

Day 14: Favorite male character
If it wasn't for the whole surprise daughter thing, I would have said Luke from Gilmore Girls, but he handled that whole situation so poorly and it destroyed his relationship with Lorelai, so scratch that. Probably Gibbs. He's a very complex person, and yet I feel like every time the writers bring in another dimension of his character, it makes sense. It's like, "Oh, why didn't I see that all along." I'm a big fan of consistency on TV shows, and NCIS does a really good job with that, especially with Gibbs.

Day 15: Favorite female character
Annie Walker on Covert Affairs. Even though the first season just wrapped, I feel like we know a lot about her character already, and she's one strong woman!

Day 16: Your guilty pleasure show
Keeping Up With the Kardashians/Kourtney and Khloe Take Miami. No judging, you all have guilty shows too!

Day 17: Favorite mini series
I honestly can't think of an entire mini-series that I've watched.

Day 18: Favorite title sequence
NCIS! I love to dance to the music, and up until recently, they always update the clips. Even when Gibbs left at the end of season 3, when they had the credits for Mark Harmon on screen, the videos behind his name were of him on the beach in Mexico. Now that's dedication to consistency!

Day 19: Best TV show cast
I'm starting to feel like a broken record, but NCIS totally wins this one too. For one thing, the actors are all actually friends in real life. Pauley Perrette and Sean Murray are BIFFLES4LYFE, and when Lauren Holly first joined the cast, she rented a condo with Cote de Pablo (who also had just joined the show), Michael Weatherly, and Pauley Perrette. They were friggin' roomsicles! And even though Mark Harmon is always the one who get interviewed by the bigwigs, he makes a point to emphasize that NCIS is an ENSEMBLE show and that while his names comes first, without the other actors and behind-the-scenes crew, he would be nothing. Now that's love.

Day 20: Favorite kiss
Ross and Rachel in Central Perk. YOU KNOW THE ONE.
Totally just noticed that Rachel's wearing a ring on her left ring finger... what?

Day 21: Favorite ship
McAbby! I know it happened a long long time ago, but there's so much chemistry between them. Plus, they really get each other. Until Vance came around, the only person who really appreciated McGee's tech skills was Abby. And Abby gets jealous every time McGee dates someone new (who usually turns out to be a wack job, so good job for her having that kind of insight) which would be understandable right after they broke up sometime in season 2, but when she's still getting jealous 5 years later... SHE'S DRIFTING INTO RACHEL GREEN TERRITORY!


Day 22: Favorite series finale
I already covered how the ends of shows make me cry. So if I had to pick, I'd say Gilmore Girls. No, it wasn't perfect because Luke and Lorelai didn't get married, but Rory graduated and miraculously got a real-person job (with Obama!) so I feel like it ended in a good spot. Plus Richard actually tells Lorelai how proud he is of her for what she's done with her life and how she's raised Rory.

Day 23: Most annoying character
Meredith Grey. Look in the dictionary for "whiny self-absorbed bitch" and there's a picture of Meredith, I guarantee it.

Day 24: Best quote
From Army Wives: The mind plays tricks on us at times like this. It has to. We need it to. It's how we're able to power on and do what needs to be done. Even something as mundane as doing the dishes that are piling up in the sink, or going out, getting up and doing what needs to be done for your loved ones. The future doesn't stop. We all search for strength on that first day or two. I did. But whether what I found was true strength or some part of our DNA that makes us want to reach out and help, I don't know. Times like this we question our own strength, our ability to hang on and not crumble. It's one of the things I admire most about the army wives I've met. Must be a military thing- this capacity to press on despite the obstacles, to see a mission through to its completion. No matter what happens that makes us question the world we live in, life goes on, as cliché as that sounds. One generation passes the baton to the next generation and the cycle of life continues. Regeneration- life renewed. What is it that the poets keep trying to hammer into our heads? Winter becomes spring, night becomes day, as one wave crashes onto the shore and disappears, another one appears behind it, and another and another. I guess we humans just plain want to stick around. The ride must be worth the price of admission. And it's not in us to give up hope, even when any reason for hope has dwindled to almost nothing. This communal spirit, this crazy insistence that we all are connected in each other's caretaker, it keeps us from sinking into despair, or sliding into the abyss. What is it about the human touch- holding a loved one close and feeling their warmth, their heartbeat. I mean this is the Army and frequently our loved ones are far away. But their warmth doesn't have to be. At times it feels totally random. It's roll of the dice on who lives and who dies. At some point words fail us and we're left with silence. Silence and time. I read something once, to live in hears you leave behind, is not to die. I don't know what each of you is going to do today, but now is the time to tell those you love, that you love them. Like we loved Amanda and she lives in our hearts still, and will never be forgotten. Me, I think I'm going to pick up my kids up and take that ride down to the ocean like they wanted. The water's beautiful this time of the year. Besides, they know where the gold starfish are.

Just rereading that made me teary-eyed. Good stuff.

Day 25: A show you plan on watching, old or new
I really want to watch Rissoli and Isles, even though the summer season ended. But I want to see what Sasha Alexander is like in a major role that isn't Kate. And she plays a medical examiner!

Day 26: OMG WTF? Season finale
NCIS always ends their seasons with a bang. Let's review:
Season 1: Kate was taken hostage by Ari, and Ari attempts to shoot down Marine One.
Season 2: Kate gets sniped by Ari, after taking a bullet to save Gibbs when the team is trying to prevent Ari from launching a guided missile at a Navy ship returning home.
Season 3: Gibbs gets blown up on a merchant ship, suffers memory loss and thinks he's still fighting in Desert Storm, and ultimately retires to Mexico to live with Mike Franks.
Season 4: Tony's car gets blown up while NCIS is watching in MTAC and thinks he was in it when they find his badge, gun, and cell phone in with the charred remains. Director Shepherd finds evidence that her father, who allegedly killed himself years earlier, is in fact still alive.
Season 5: Director Shepherd, Tony, and Ziva attend the funeral of another NCIS agent in LA, while Jenny discovers that her cover may have been blown on an undercover op years earlier, and now that person is killing off people involved in that mission; first the agent whose funeral they went to, then Jenny, and eventually Gibbs (but the last never happens, thankfully). Vance becomes the new director of NCIS, and he splits up Team Gibbs, sending Tony to be an Agent Afloat, Ziva back to Israel, and McGee to the Cybercrime unit.
Season 6: Tony kills Ziva's boyfriend (and Mossad partner), and Ziva's apartment gets blown up. Ziva permanently moves back to Israel, until her father sends her on a mission that ultimately ends with her being held prisoner in Somalia.
Season 7: The members of the drug cartel that Gibbs killed the leader of years earlier (because he killed Gibbs' wife and young daughter) are now after Gibbs, and go around trying to kill the people Gibbs holds nearest and dearest. The show ends with the cartel woman going into Gibbs' father's shop and flipping the sign on the door to closed. Creepy.

Day 27: Best pilot episode
Covert Affairs! I was completely hooked on the first episode, so much that I watched it 3 times in less than 48 hours, and part of that time I was traveling.

Day 28: First TV show obsession
In more recent years, Gilmore Girls. I don't know if I was really obsessed with Full House because I was so little, but that may have been the actual first.

Day 29: Current TV show obsession
I'm not even answering this. If you can't figure that out by reading this survey, you're dumber than I thought.

Day 30: Saddest character death
When I watch the episodes after Kate's death on NCIS, I cry more than I do when Jenny died. Jenny's death was handled very differently. It was basically swept under the rug... and then her house was lit on fire. Kate's death was very public. We got to see each of the team's thoughts around her death, and how they all reacted. Like when Tony starts to pick on McGee (like usual) when McGee makes some stupid comment about how Kate probably doesn't look that bad from the front because of the type of bullet used to shoot her in the head, and then McGee asks Tony to stop because he just can't handle that kind of criticism that day, and Tony actually stops. It's one of the few times we get to see Tony respect McGee. And when "Kate" scolds Gibbs for being late to her funeral, even thought it's such a sad moment, it makes me smile a little bit because it's very ... Kate.

Okay, that's all! Snaps to you if you read it!

~ Christine

Monday, August 16, 2010

we're all related to Kevin Bacon

It's been a few days. Sorry about that. I've had a busy few days. Katie left for Case Western yesterday, and Mom's up there now for Puggle's orientation. Yesterday was Dustin's going away party too. I know change is inevitable, but I really really hate it. I want all of my friends to stay in one spot forever. Except that I'm ready to get out of Columbus. I just hate thinking that when I come back, they might not all be here. 

Last Thursday was Katie's going away cookout with her friends. They discovered that Katie has a hidden talent. She has a knack for connection two seemingly unconnected actors and actresses through TV shows and movies. They would give her two random actors and she would find a way that they're connected. Apparently this is a family trait because I discovered I have a talent for it as well. For example, Katie's friends said to connect Paul Rudd (actually, they said Mike from Friends) and Pauley Perrette (again, they said Abby from NCIS). Katie found a long rambling pathway between the two, which managed to involve Two of a Kind and Covert Affairs, so props for that! But I found a much shorter pathway.

Paul Rudd played Mike Hannigan in "Friends":


Paul Rudd also starred in the movie I Love You Man, along with Rashida Jones:


Rashida Jones also played Karen on "The Office": (I don't know why this picture won't center)


Also on "The Office" was Melora Hardin, portraying Jan Levinson (Gould):


And on the fifth episode of NCIS (The Curse), Melora Hardin guest starred as former Petty Office Erin Toner:


Therefore linking her to Pauley Perrette!


So while I was bored at church the other day (in my defense, we had the priest who you can't understand because he's a million years old and doesn't speak into the microphone), I was pondering the age-old debacle: How many degrees of separation are there between myself and Kevin Bacon?

I'm not entirely sure where this whole "Six degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon" thing came from, but it's kind of entertaining. Apparently there's a game, a charity, and a website all related to this concept. To be fair, my sister's an actor, so this was really easy for me. But look at it this way, if you know me, just tack yourself to the end of the chain!

How I am Connected to Kevin Bacon:

This is my sister, actress superior!




In 2006, Katie was in the Broadway Across America production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (she was in the children's chorus). Starring in the role of Joseph was Patrick Cassidy:




Patrick Cassidy's mother is Shirley Jones, who played Marian the librarian in the 1962 movie version of The Music Man (one of my all-time favorites). During filming, Shirley Jones became pregnant with Patrick Cassidy:




Also starring in The Music Man was a young Ron Howard, who played Winthrop Paroo, Marian's younger brother (remember the kid with the lisp?):


Little Ronny Howard would go on to direct my absolute favorite movie ever, Apollo 13:



And of course, Kevin Bacon played the role of Jack Swigert in Apollo 13:



There you have it! I'm a mere five degrees away from Kevin Bacon. Isn't IMDB.com wonderful?

~ Christine

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

everything that's important gets cleaned

Really quick: I had the same dream last night that I did two nights ago except for two small changes:

1. Laura wasn't a bitch and was actually really nice to me.
2. Bill was actually a ghost.

I don't even want to try to figure that one out.

Anyway, I really want to see Eat, Pray, Love! I see the trailer for it multiple times a day because I'm watching the entire series of Major Dad on Hulu, and it's either that or an ad for Band-Aid. I feel like this movie could be my life to a certain extent. No, I haven't traveled abroad recently, but I have done a lot of self-discovery. I want to read the book too, but I'm already in the middle of reading two other books, so that's going to have to wait.

Since I've been spending my free time watching Major Dad, I've noticed a trend. Time for a list!

TV Shows Involving the Military That Have a Character Named "Mac":

1. Major Dad - Major John D. Macgillis often goes by the nickname "Mac"
2. JAG - Liutenant Colonel Sarah "Mac" MacKenzie... another nickname of "Mac"
3. Army Wives - Mac is the guy that Denise cheats on Frank with. Ironically, Denise is played by Catherine Bell, who also played Mac on JAG.
4. NCIS - I'll be honest. The IMDB page for NCIS only lists out characters who have been on more than one episode, and I'm not about to sift through the detailed pages for 186 episodes. Sorry. I'm lazy. But I think it's a safe bet that at some point there's been a guest role by the name of Mac.
5. Friends - Okay, so not a military show, but who could forget Mac and C.H.E.E.S.E?


~ Christine

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

I'm not cocky, I just love myself... BITCH

- Sometimes when I stumble, I listen to Christina Aguilera and I feel instantly better about myself.
- The "Bun Bun Bunny Bun" video never fails to make me smile. Ditto for "Shopping Penguin".
- The website I used last summer and fall to watch back episodes of NCIS and Army Wives no longer links to active websites that host videos... at least not in the US. Not even Megavideo. Damn government. I mean, I get it and all, but there needs to be more showings of TV shows on air currently. USA replays the same group of about 60 episodes of NCIS. Not cool.
- I'm still waiting for the season 8 season pass of NCIS to come out on iTunes. Like hell am I going to pay over $50 at the end of the season!
- I have had a constant headache all day. Usually I'm the girl who's begging for the TV to be louder, and for once I was the one who would steal the remote and turn the volume down. I'm being forced into going to the doctor tomorrow without insurance. Thanks parents (and I mean that genuinely. I take crappy care of myself sometimes)!
- We got a phone call about an hour ago (from Boeing, which threw me for a loop) from my cousin Joe, telling us that our Tante Vina had passed away about an hour ago. For anyone who cares, Tante Vina was my Uncle Joe's first wife. He was the one who passed away when I was in Europe and my family didn't tell me until several days after I got home. Anyway, I haven't seen Tante Vina in years. She's been sick, and everytime there was a memorial service for my Uncle Joe, I couldn't make it. But she's always stayed in touch with my family, especially my Grandma, and she always sent us cards and little gifts for our birthdays and graduations. August as a month in general is just a shitty month. NO ONE ELSE IS ALLOWED TO DIE IN AUGUST. EVER.
- Oh wow... I'm starting to feel sleepy. I'm going to take advantage of this rare opportunity and say goodnight!

~ Christine

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

the brain, the brain, the center of the chain

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. Naturally, writing while staring at a bright computer screen will help. I tried laying down in complete darkness, and that did nothing, so you never know.

Today/yesterday (by the time I finish, it'll be after midnight) was the one year anniversary of when my Grandpa passed away. It's been a weird day. I cried a little bit last night when I got home from spending a really awesome day with my friends. I've just felt ill all day. I've had a horrible sinus headache, and I'm so tired. I slept this afternoon for over 2 1/2 hours, even though I got 7 hours of sleep last night. My family has been on edge somewhat too. It's like we all tried so hard to not be bitchy today, but it just didn't work out, and we ended up being bitchy. Plus Katie leaves for Case Western soon, and my parents are desperately trying to get their new van, but the people at Kia are being shady. So basically, everything that causes people in my family to be bitchy, happened today. It's been really... awesome.

OH. And at lunch today, my mom and I watched the first episode of Say Yes To The Dress: Atlanta, and the one family was all "Southern matriarch attitude" and the grandma did not like a SINGLE dress her granddaughter tried on. Then the bride comes out in this beautiful trumpet skirt gown with sparkles and it was so gorgeous and the grandma approved (finally). The consultant then turns to the family and tells them that while she was in the dressing room, the bride said that she picked out that specific dress because she knew in her heart that her grandpa would have loved it and he had promised her that he would be at her wedding and he would dance with her. He died in September, and her wedding is in March, so this was probably sometime in October or November. Well, at that, her whole Southern matriarch brood breaks down in tears! The mother is sobbing, the bride is sobbing, I honestly thought they would have to call an ambulance for the grandmother, she was so upset. And in the back of my mind, I'm thinking, "FUCK FUCK FUCK WHY ARE WE WATCHING THIS SPECIFIC EPISODE TODAY OF ALL DAYS?"

It was like the time last fall that Mom and I went to see a movie to de-stress after all of the post-funeral business was done, and the movie we picked on a whim happened to be about a guy who does grief counseling because he feels guilty that his wife was killed in a car accident when he was driving. Why do my mom and I do this to ourselves? I wanted to watch a movie tonight, but almost everything I own has something to do with death, or it reminds me of something that makes me sad, or both, so do you know what I wound up watching? Head Over Heels. That's right. The awful Freddie Prinze Jr. movie from 2001 about a bunch of models who think that FPJ is a killer. I really don't understand me. When I'm sad, I turn to violent crimes to feel better. Let's all reflect on my "Summer of NCIS" last summer where I watched all 6 seasons of NCIS in about 6 weeks while working, finishing up classes, moving home, and of course, going to funerals. My family thinks I'm strange because I bought a book about people who have died while visiting the Grand Canyon. So I can be morbid... I'm not goth (although I might be Abby for Halloween... the jury's still out on this one) and it makes me feel better. Not happy, but not sadder.

I think I'm going to go watch some NCIS now. Maybe a Gibbs-slap will get rid of this awful headache.

~ Christine

Saturday, July 24, 2010

ZEEVAH!

Hi.

I realize I just made an entry about 2 hours ago, but I'm now dependent on NyQuil to sleep and I didn't take it because I got tired of it making me feel drowsy (oh the irony). Plus, I didn't move around much today because it was friggin hot outside and I'm sickily. So while I laid in bed, doing scissor kicks and re-watching Covert Affairs, I contemplated my Halloween costume because dammit, last year's Halloween SUCKED and I am determined to be having fun this year.

For awhile now, I've known that I've wanted to dress up as one of the lovely ladies of NCIS. Slim pickings, seeing as Kate, Jenny, Paula Cassidy, and Special Agent Lee are dead, Jeanne is a bitch and has been off the radar for years, ditto for Lt. Col. Mann, and I really hate M. Allison Hart. It really is a man's world. So that pretty much leaves Abby and Ziva. I momentarily thought about being Kate at the end of Season 2:














... but that seems a little tacky, and kinda messy.

I really would love to be Abby... it would basically be a shopping trip to Hot Topic, plus a lab coat and some black hair dye. But she has those blunt cut bangs.

















Awesome on her. Not so awesome on me. I had that hair cut until after I made my First Communion in second grade. Bangs don't grow on part of my head because of a cowlick. That hair cut was NOT a good one for me. However my sister has had this haircut for over a year now, and looks darling in it. Therefore, I nominate Katie as Abby Sciuto for Halloween!

This leaves me with Ziver. I love Ziva, but she kicks ass about a million times better than I do. Still, I can pull off a widow's peak better than bangs, so I'm choosing Ziva as my Halloween costume. This is where you come in. Through the years, Ziva has had many interesting looks. I don't know which one to pick! Let's rule out this one right now though:


















Good for CdP for having that kind of self-esteem, but I don't. Next!

First we have the classic "Crime Scene Ziva": (don't tell her, but this sounds like a Barbie)


















Very simple. I would probably skip the camera (since I don't have that kind of money) and add the hat, as scene in this picture:

















This would probably also require the purchase of khaki pants and some sort of sturdy looking shoe or boot. Also, pretty much all of these would include a Star of David necklace, since Ziva says that she would never take it off.

Next is an earlier Ziva. Ziva mourning (ish) the loss of the dead man walking:











This is literally the only picture of this I could find. Anyway, it would be basic Ziva, but with an orange beanie and slightly frizzier hair.

Next is a little more along the lines of a typical Halloween costume. Ziva after spending a "fabulous" summer in Somalia:











Nice and gory! The problem with this is that I don't think enough people would get it. Plus I would have a La Loca Mean Girls moment where she shows up to the Halloween party as an "ex-wife" and scares the crap out of cute boys. No thanks. I don't need any help there! Still, with all of the fake gore stuff for sale around Halloween, this wouldn't be too hard to do.

I thought about the Ugly Sweater Ziva, but I can't find a picture of it and I'm starting to get a LEETLE bit sleepy now. Night!

~ Christine

Friday, June 11, 2010

A Series Of Good Ideas!

Allo, allo!

I have felt pretty awful again today... pretty sure I have the plague. Ha, actually no. But I've been fighting really awful headaches recently. So today was a day of laying in my bed, after I helped out at my Grandma's house.

Anyway, in the last week or so, I have developed several good ideas (or at least I think so) and I am now prepared to share them with you. But no stealing! Or else I will cut bitches!

Christine's Super-Awesome List Of Good Ideas!

1. Buy two ducks. Name one duck Dr. Mallard. Name the other duck Palmer. Award one million cool points to anyone who gets this reference. Cool points may be redeemable for snuggles and chapstick only.

2. Lady Gaga Halloween costumes for babies! Can't you picture a little chubby bundle of joy dressed up dressed up with a bunch of Kermits on them? I mean, there has to be a good reason why Lady Gaga addresses her fans as LITTLE monsters, right?

3. Getting rid of this: (shield the eyes of your small children!)

I'm a little sorry that the picture is so small, but not really because those are TEENY penis maracas! I mean, if you're going to have penis maracas, can't they be a little bit... bigger? And not quite so stubby? Get ready, bachelorettes, for a life of unsatisfaction from a stout penis filled with beads!

4. Solve all problems by battling in a large vat of pudding. This doesn't need any more explanation.

5. Keep all men underground and use them purely for breeding. Okay, so I may have stolen that one from Topanga on Boy Meets World, but plagiarism doesn't really count if you're stealing from a fictional character, right? HOKAY!

Alrighty, this has been a peach and a half of fuzzy goodness. I'm going to go now before anyone accuses me of anything hinky.

~ Christine

Friday, May 28, 2010

Steve Madden, you are a shoe-making god. Have babies with me?

If I need to break in new shoes, and I wear them when I'm sitting down, that counts, right? Right?

I'm escaping from the shopping/cleaning/swearing at our crappy desktop computer to blog for a few minutes of peace. It turns out that my mom worked on the slideshow while I ran errands this morning, and now it's done! Yay!

I really hate craft stores. For one thing, I am NOT a crafty person at all. Never have been, never will be. There is nothing artistic to me about going to the same damn chain store as everyone else and buying the same supplies to make the same wreath/religious knickknack/birdhouse as everyone else. That's not art. That's not even being creative. It's just like every other sad middle aged woman in this country. If you want to be artistic, you have to think a little bit more outside of the box. That said, there are some things that those stores are good for. Like buying paints. Or fabric markers. But you cannot go and buy the same thing that everyone else does and call yourself artistic. Also, the organizational skills in that store leave something to be desired. For one thing, I counted FIVE different places to buy adhesives. Why are there so many places to buy the same damn thing? And none of them were what I was looking for (which was magnets with sticky on one side so you could affix it to a piece of poster and then hang it on the refrigerator). You could buy adhesives at the register, in the general art supplies area, in the kids crafts area, in the drawing tools area (this one has me puzzled), and in the costume area. I just don't get those stores, and I probably never will.

Maybe if I sleep in these shoes tonight, they won't hurt like hell tomorrow.

I had a really weird dream last night where I was dreaming that Tony from NCIS was killed off in the season finale, but it was real life, not the show. Oh, and I was in love with him. Tony's grown on me a lot since I started watching the show almost a year ago (!), but he's still behind McGee and Gibbs in my favorite guys list. But I was really, REALLY upset that he was dead! The weirdest part is that in my dream, I woke myself up from my dream to get away from being sad about Tony dying, but it was still a dream. It's like when there's a movie about a movie. Verrrrry strange. And then when I woke up this morning, I couldn't remember what I dreamed about in my dream within a dream that made me so sad. Thankfully, I finally remembered a little bit ago. Freaky.

I made a Poor Life Choice. Two nights ago, I went to the Winking Lizard with some friends, and in addition to my drink, I had an order of spinach and artichoke dip as well. It was a beast that sexually abused me after it told me my boobs looked nice. It seemed all innocent and spinach-y at first, but then it made me feel awful about myself. I didn't need it, it was really greasy, and it was money I should not have spent, but it tasted soooo good, so I ate it, and then I ate the rest of it at dinner last night. Well, let me tell you, it has not been a good Friends With Benefits! It's been needy and demanding, and then it got really jealous. Let's just say that we will not be hooking up again anytime soon.

~ Christine

Monday, May 24, 2010

sha-la-la

Salut!

I woke up this morning feeling like I had been hit by a bus. First, I was up past 2 AM last night, for a variety of reasons, but partially because my room felt like a pressure cooker. And since I had to drive Puggle to school this morning and then I cleaned my grandma's house, I was up at 7:30 this morning. Not good. Plus, my super fantastic workout from yesterday is now my super OWWWWWIE for today. My legs hurt, especially my knees, and my shoulders hurt where my angels wings should be... har har. And then I had to vacuum all three floors of my grandma's house, including her basement. Have you ever vacuumed concrete? I HAVE. Why? Because my aunt's dogs will care if the basement floor is clean before they go downstairs. Right.

It's amazing to me how quickly your own problems can become incredibly insignificant. It seems like whenever I'm all, "OMG EFF MY LIFEEEEEE! PPL SUUUUUUUCK!!! UGHHHHHH!!" then Life comes along and is like, "SUCK ON THIS! MWHAHAHAHA! A PLAGUE UPON YOUR HOUUUUUUUSE!" 

(I would like to take this opportunity to mention that the winds have shifted today, and since the Budweiser brewery is northeast of my house, I can now smell hops verrrrrrry well, and I have been able to since approximately 3:30 PM this afternoon).

I am Chandler Bing. When things get uncomfortable, I make inappropriate jokes. Don't believe me? See above.

I would also like to mention that thanks to a certain Facebook status by a certain bestie of mine, I am now TERRIFIED to watch last night's episode of Army Wives. I don't want to cryyyyyy!

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: Tomorrow is my brother's 20th birthday (Happy B-day Mikey!) so I will be having a celebratory dinner with my family and I will not be watching NCIS or Glee when they air. IF YOU TEXT ME AND SPOIL SOMETHING ABOUT EITHER SHOW BEFORE I WATCH IT, YOU CAN EXPECT TO BE TARRED AND FEATHERED WHILE CATHOLIC SCHOOLCHILDREN WILL BE FORCED TO WATCH (why? because I once was one of those clad in plaid pipsqueaks).

Yeah, I don't really know where this entry is going. Sorr about the bag. (+1,000,000 Cool Points to you if you know what that's from. And no, it's not a movie.)

~ Christine

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

take a peek inside my brain while I'm watching NCIS!

On today's very special edition of FoHB, I have a long overdue treat: NCIS Stream of Consciousness Edition!

WARNING: If you haven't seen tonight's episode "Borderland", just don't even read this blog. You've now been adequately warned. Shoo!


*Phoof*

- Awww, little kid in a hardhat!
- OMG best birthday everrrrr!
- This doesn't bode well... "Don't tell your mother!"
- Cars don't bleed... silly!!
- Ziver... study hard!
- I wish Tony was really on Chatroulette!!
- "The longest I've gone is 10 seconds"... that's what she said!
- Awww, poor Tony.
- Finger puppets? Try harder.
- I love it when Gibbs interacts with children!
- EW. WHERE THE FUCK ARE HIS FEET?
- If I ever marry a man with the last name Marshall, I want to name our daughter Court(ney).
- That looks kinda like Denise's new bike on Army Wives!
- Nervous Abby, chill the hell out.
- Of COURSE he was wearing a state of the art runner's watch with GPS!
- OMG OMG OMG MINI CAF-POW IS SO CUTE!
- See, Abbs? He has your back. DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE THE SHOW!!
- Ohhhh Palmer... you're so inappropriate.
- Hahaha... Ducky: "Yabba dabba doo!"
- Seriously, I want this guy to have feet.
- Creepy looking welt.
- Awww, Abby breaks a lot of rules with good reasons!
- Soooo you're going with McGee!
- YAAAAAAAY MCGEE!
- Go into the truck...
- I bet that Abby would last hours on Chatroulette, DiNOTzo!
- OH HOLY FUCKING FUCK THOSE ARE FEET HANGING FROM MEAT HOOKS!
- MEXICO! AYE AYE AYE!
- McGee, if you were less of a party pooper, you could probably spend more time in Abby's miniskirt.
- Seriously McGee, bitching and whining your way through Mexico isn't the way to win over Abby.
- Hehehehe, Agent McGoo!
- Yes, stay together! Make McAbby babies!!
- Really Ducky, why can't you and Palmer removed the feet from the meat hooks faster.
- This is completely sick.
- This is almost as bad as the serial killer with the tongue fetish.
- Awesome. McGee is going to have crazy diarrhea during Abby's class.
- BITCH. I hate Natalia.
- Go Abby! Show her who's in charge and not ovulating!!
- Oh this is so Gibb's revenge murder case.
- Tee hee. DiNozzo and Ziva in the biker bar... they stick out just a tad.
- I think that woman has a penis.
- Aaaaaand I suspect the penis woman from the bar.
- Maybe not. Damn.
- Okay, so she's kinda helpful.
- I love Abby's black lace parasol. Even though the first time we saw it was at Kate's funeral. I wonder where they got it.
- Oh hell.
- Defend them, McGee!
- Abby, you have a big mouth.
- Oh McGee, you're so sweet!
- I bet she's an agent.
- Nope, she's a drug cartel. My observation skills are sucking.
- I bet Pedro's her brother or something.
- AAAAAAND that sniper was Gibbs.
- That. Was. Weird.
- Toe cheese? Really, Palmer?
- All those feet really gross me out.
- They were all already dead except one? I smell a copycat killer!
- YESSSS! They have one bed!
- I want Abby's pajamas.
- HAHAHAHA they just figured out Tony and Ziva!
- McGee is hot...
- That wasn't even funny McGee! And now you're never getting any from Abby ever again.
- McGee, you suck at being in Mexico.
- Ziva hit the nail on the head. Tony is pathetic.
- That is the BEST alarm clock I've ever seen!
- Oh noes... Abby's onto something.
- She knows.
- Of course you did, sketchy man.
- Yup. Don't trust you either.
- Yes you do too know!
- A body that's been buried for over 20 years? Nasty...
- This is bad.
- I like Abby's finger tattoo!
- (Commercial break: Hetty/Grandmother Willow can't resign from NCIS: LA!!)
- Wait... they're back already? Where was the sexytime?
- McGee, you look like hell. And I mean that in the best way possible.
- Haha, Tony, you're evil.
- Ducky's hair looks browner than usual.
- Yes, Gibbs, that's who you shot.
- This is freaky.
- It's like that little slug has come full circle!
- Yeah, that doesn't look like a tissue sample to me either.
- McGee knows things!
- HAHAHAHA, McGee, you've just earned 25 awesome points!
- Oh, it's the penis woman again.
- HA! I knew I shouldn't trust her.
- Ooooooh she's got a devil ring!
- Well, this is basically a done deal, but there's still time left in the show.
- What is Abby doing at Gibbs' house? This never happens!
- Disenchanted Abby... she seems more realistic now.
- Is rule 40 a new one?
- Abby, you never make mistakes.
- SEE? Abby is like a daughter to Gibbs! Take that, Gabby shippers!
- OH MY GOD THAT'S WHERE IT ENDS?!?!?
- I swear to Beejeezus, if you don't tell her that you'll love her unconditionally, I will kick your Marine ass, Gibbs!
- (Next week: Ooooh, this looks good! I like the Gibbs on horseback ensemble!)

Alright kids, it's time for me to... sorry, I got distracted by the beginning of NCIS: LA.

~Christine

Monday, May 3, 2010

Happy 1000th Blog View To Me!

I am slightly ashamed to report that the 1000th view of this blog (since I put in that counter thing a few months back) was me. Womp womp. So maybe I'm just a smidge narcissistic. (Side note: Why does the spell-checker in Google Chrome suck so much? First it doesn't know 'texting' and now 'smidge'?) Anywhoodles, happy day to me!

Actually, today hasn't been particularly happy. It was a Monday, so dock about 25 fun points right there. Plus, work has gone from dull to so boring that I contemplate ways to pluck out my eyeballs as "S.O.S." by Rihanna is stuck in my head for 7 of the 8 hours of work. The first hour of work I was too tired to have songs stuck in my head. Also, the idiot who sits next to me might get a taste of Heinous Bitch if he doesn't stop butting into other people's business. This morning I thought he was going to start a fight with the old man who sits in front of him. FOR REAL HE IS A SENIOR CITIZEN. LET IT GO! The worst part is that the old man was right in what they were arguing about. Not that that's a bad thing, but it's bad that this argument didn't even need to happen! Just because you used to be a calculus teacher, doesn't mean that you know shit now, Mr. Smartypants!

Sorry, but I don't have a NAUGHTY HAIKU for you all today. I just spent over an hour on the phone with my friend Ashley from UD, and I want to watch last night's episode of Army Wives before I have to go to bed at my old lady bedtime. So in short, Ashley+Army Wives>NAUGHTY HAIKU.

I'm still on the fence about what I want to do with the online dating profile thing. I really don't like getting messages from the guys on it, so that's a pretty good sign, right? I just wish things were as simple as they were in junior high. How do grown-ups date or meet people? I don't even know. I wish McGee was real.

On that note, what the cul-de-sac is up with the NCIS cast not all renewing their contracts in a timely fashion? At least David McCallum and Michael Weatherly are back on for next year, but I swear on Gibbs' boat, if Sean Murray and Pauley Perrette don't come back next year, I will be making a visit to their abodes when I'm in LA this summer. Actually, no I won't, on the rare chance that someone takes me seriously. I'm not a stalker, I promise. BUT I WILL BE FREAKING PISSED. The only possible way that I would forgive them if they actually start dating again before this season is over. I think the writers are setting that up nicely, based on last week's polygraph lady episode. I think I've already said this recently in a post. FACK.

Next topic: My Facebook purge! It's been a weird little experiment. I'm apparently not as addicted to it as I thought I once was because it's only been here or there that I've wanted to get on it. Yesterday was pretty rough, I will admit. The key to not being on Facebook is just to be busier. I'm trying to think about what I did online before Facebook, and the only things I can remember are Xanga/LiveJournal and chatting to people on AIM, but who does any of those things anymore? No one. Everyone's all about the GChat (which not many of my close friends have or use) or the Facebook Chat (which lord knows why because the little experience I've had with it has been glitchy). So I've found other outlets to kill my time. Obviously, blogging. I've also become a big fan of an online community where you can give people advice. It's fun and I'm decent at it. I've also been Tweeting more, though not as much as I expected. I love Twitter because it's how I find out things with celebrities, but not as many of my friends have jumped on the Tweetwagon like I have. Also, one of the things that I miss about Facebook is not knowing things. You have to understand that I HATE HATE HATE being left out, and unless I'm with people, I am always going to be out of the loop. Even if it doesn't directly involve me, I don't like not knowing what's going on. You could call it 'nosy', or if you're not a heinous bitch, you could also call it 'concerned'. I've been this way since I was a baby. Honest to Pete, the reason why I didn't nap as a baby was because I didn't want to miss out on stuff. When I went to preschool, my mom had to lie to me and tell me that when I left, she didn't do anything (she also had to do that with my brother because he's a mama's boy!). So yes, I miss knowing things.

Interesting concept: replacing the phone ringing at the beginning of "The Call" by the Backstreet Boys with a thunderclap. It just happened to me by coincidence (my Weather Channel desktop just alerted me of approaching severe dunderstorms!), and it gives the song a whole new edge. I love it!

Okay, now I really am going to go watch Army Wives! I'm so excited for an episode that hopefully isn't so Lenore/Claudia Joy-centric. I love Claudia Joy, but I don't like the rivalry plot that she always seems to become tangled (and then ever-so-gracefully untangled) in. OH MY GOD I DON'T KNOW HOW TO END THIS POST. FACK, AGAIN I SAY, FACK!

~Christine

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

dayo, daaaaaayo, daaaylight come and I wanna go home/back on Facebook

I've survived 39 hours without Facebook. And I'm not dead!

Actually, until about 10 minutes ago, it hasn't been that bad today. I worked late today (and by late, I mean an extra 30 minutes, but every minute counts!) so that cut into Facebook time. I honestly don't remember what I did when I got home today. I know I tweeted, but everything before dinner is a blur to me. So yes, I've done my very best to stay busy. I've noticed that it's when I start to be bored that I want to get on Facebook. Makes sense to me. But I'm actually having to work harder at not being bored. It also helps that my time to be bored is at a premium these days. With being at work for 8 hours a day, and there's a 20 minute commute on either end, plus there's dinnertime, and the fact that I HAVE to get to bed before midnight if I want to be a human the next day (as opposed to the night before my first day of work when I believe I fell asleep close to 1 AM), I don't have as much free time to get on Facebook as I did when I was babysitting/not working at all.

Honestly, the worst part of this whole thing has been the people who have gotten pissy with me for deactivating. FOR SERIOUS WE ARE STILL FRIENDS. I'm not talking about the people who have asked me if I deleted Facebook, I'm talking about the people who are in a panic-striken pissy mood because they can't creep on my Facebook page right now. Get a grip. If you REALLY want to know what's up with my life, text me. If it wasn't for the fact that I am hopelessly addicted to Facebook, I would just delete it permanently just to prove my point that if you consider yourself to be a real friend and not a Facebook friend, you need to make an effort in real life to communicate with that person. I don't care if people want to write on my wall or whatever. I get that it's easier sometimes. But for the people who haven't made an effort to communicate with me even on Facebook, you have no right to be pissy. Sorr about the bag.

Okay, I'm done ranting. I wonder if this is what it feels like when a smoker tries to quit smoking. Actually, I'm a happier person in general these days. Even though my job is pretty mundane, at least I'm out and talking to grown-ups. Not that I don't love talking to the kids I sit for, they are hilarious and awesome, but sometimes it's nice to remember what grown-ups talk about, i.e. not what Barbie is going to do at her wedding that's also at the prom but only after she watches the little robot toys battle. I genuinely miss babysitting. It's a constantly changing job, where this job is the same thing. Over and over. And over. And sometimes under. And over again. I realized today at work that I like kids much more in person than I do when I'm trying to read their chicken scratch handwriting.

I don't have much else to day, other than today's installment of NAUGHTY HAIKU. Oh! After I'm done writing this, I plan on re-watching last night's episode of NCIS. Mmm... Tim McGee. I kinda felt bad for Susan. I hope to bejeezus that I'm never that pathetic/daft/irritating as fuck when it comes to men. I dole out relationship advice enough to make me think that I don't, but sometimes I wonder. Anywho, except for the moment where McGee saw that Susan had brought him coffee and he literally turned around and bolted, I was very proud of how he handled that whole situation. But seriously, she bought a coffee for you, not a leash. Calm the eff down. And I LOVED Abby's rant in autopsy about Susan/McGee. At least the other characters on the show are finally recognizing the sexual tension between McAbby that's been building for the last 7 years. I don't know if I would wait for someone for that long. I know that they've both dated other people in that time frame, but they both went through dry spells too. And none of their other relationships have been healthy or serious. Hmmm... I'm super excited for the Abby and McGee go to Mexico and have to share a bed in a hotel room episode!

I realize I was a bit of a cocktease there, putting out the NAUGHTY HAIKU signal and then not delivering results. But we all know that NCIS is better than NAUGHTY HAIKU, don't we? Be careful how you answer that, it's a trick question! Okay, and now as promised, today's NAUGHTY HAIKU!

Not as naughty as I would like, but still kind of naughty in a Stefenie-Meyer-can't-say-the-word-sex-in-the-Twilight-series way. I'd give it a PG-13 rating.

Speaking of Twilight, Jackie sent me a hilarious Tumblr page the other day that I think you all would enjoy. It's called Twilight Sucks. Now let me clear about something. I don't hate Twilight. Do I regard it as a literary masterpiece? No. Do I use as an advice column about what to do with boys? Hell no. But I respect it for what it is: fluff designed to make teenage girls go ape shit. It does a pretty good job at that. I know that I'm no longer a teenage girl (fuck! when did I get old?) but I would still consider it to be a decent piece of fluff. A hell of a lot better than some of those Harlequin romance novels I used to steal from my mom... what's the statute of limitations on that? Anyway, my point is that I find this Tumblr fantastically funny, especially the pictures of Twilight scenes with quotes from Mean Girls. Just know that if you are a die-hard Twilight fan that you need a thick skin to visit said page. Also, you need better literary tastes, unless you also like Harry Potter, in which case I absolve you of your sins.

Don't stop the music!

~Christine

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

let's shake things up a bit, shall we?

I have exciting news! First, my parents gave me an iPod stereo for my birthday and I love it! Now I won't have to bear with my laptop's speakers when I listen to my thunderstorm noise at night. Instead, I get the full advantage of the iHome's Reson8 technology! BOOM! Second, I 'discovered' why Google Chrome is amazing, and I now want to spend loads of time online! Even though my internet connection here at home blows goat testicles, the pages load so much faster that it feels like I'm getting more accomplished before I lose my connection!

In celebration, I have started a tumblr page! The address is: (drum roll - no! TAMBOURINE THUMB ROLL please!)


Shocking, it'll be about pop culture-esque findings. Fear not, young Bloggers, for I will not abandon Free of Heinous Bitches. No doubt, there will still be bitches. Pop Goes The Culture will be freer of my personal life details, and FOHB will continue to be my mindless ramblings of a sometimes too-personal nature.

Which reminds me, the other day on Facebook, I saw where someone (anonymous!) had posted that they didn't believe that Martin Luther King Jr. was a hero. Uhhhhh WHAT?



My favorite black man (Bill Cosby, for anyone who's lived under a rock for the last 72 years) is giving you a "Bitch, please" moment. Let's just go ahead and throw 99% of the Catholic saints into that "not a hero category" as well. They only died for what they believed in. I guess some people prefer having the higher drinking fountain.

Anywho, as much as I love the Olympics, I am SO happy that regular TV is coming back this week. In celebration, I am going to attempt to make something ridiculous happen in each of the shows that I watch on a fairly regular basis. They won't actually happen, but I can at least throw the ideas out there, right?

Greek
Since I just watched it 2.5 hours ago, we'll start with ABC Family's longest running series! My thought is that Rusty should knock up Catherine and that Dale should get an STD. Also, Casey should drop out of school RIGHT NOW and run away to live with Cappie at another college's Kappa Tau house.

NCIS
I know, I've done this before. But let's just be RULL SILLY. (I have no idea why I have the urge to write in caps so much) I watched the season 6 DVD commentaries with Michael Weatherly (who is HIL-AR-IOUS, bee tee dubs) and even he acknowledged the neediness of Tony when it comes to Gibbs' approval. In fact, at one point, he went so far as to say that Gibbs should just kiss Tony. Instead, he bitched Tony out. So yes, all you weird slash people, Gibbs and Tony should just stop fighting the feeling and have a little rendezvous. Also, McGee should have amnesia. Nothing against McGee, but I want to see how McBrainiac would fare without his precious knowledge of everything.

16 & Pregnant/Teen Mom
This one isn't a silly thought, but more of a legitimate complaint. I want there to be ONE decent baby daddy on the show. Also, the whole tension between baby momma's parents and the baby daddy is getting old. I want there to be one episode where the teens are prep school, Harvard-Yale types who have financially stable parents who get along with everyone and the guy respects people and is a halfway decent father. Also, the girl ISN'T a cheerleader, and is a decent mother. Just. One. Episode. That's all I ask.

Property Virgins
I know, I know... but I really love HGTV. I want the homebuyers to be in agreement with each other over what they want out of a house. Also, they need to be at least 40 years old. There are late bloomers out there!

The Office
This one's hard because just about everything bizzare has happened on this show, to the point where it's not so funny anymore. Which is why I'm ready for it to be cancelled. Sooo, I'll say that I want there to be an episode that's told entirely from the POV of Creed Bratton.

Mmmm... this thunderstorm noise is getting to me... night all!

~Christine

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Rosie... or Ross?

Tonight I had three choices. I could either:

A. Continue my latest family on The Sims 3. I'm running an experiment of sorts where I let the family do whatever they want. I don't tell them to do a single thing, unless plumbing needs to be fixed. Other than that, they do what they want.

B. Watch the special features on my brand new (to me) season 1 of NCIS DVD!

C. Blog because I'm a lazy bitch who fails to update on a regular basis.

Since you're reading this, I obviously chose C. But after I'm done, I'm probably going to watch NCIS. And I didn't have time to get into TS3 tonight by the time I got off the phone with Bill, fed my fake fish on Facebook, and Twitter-stalked. I have to get up early (for me) tomorrow, so I can't be up super late tonight. Womp womp.

For anyone who cares to know, my medical issues are better and probably not as bad as I thought initially so yay! Still broke, still not really sure how I'm going to afford everything, but I'm starting to calm down a little. Except that my heart palpitations have started AGAIN. I've had them on and off since my freshman year of high school, and they get worse when I'm stressed. Except that as I pointed out to my mom earlier, I'm far less stressed now than I was a couple of weeks ago. Being snowed in with your boyfriend will do that to you. And my blood pressure was a little high at the doctor's office today, but I'm chalking that up to nerves. But I'm happy now, I swear!

Let's see... I was going to nag you all to ask me questions on the widget to the right, but I logged on and apparently the website is undergoing maintenance right now. Whatevs. It'll be up again by the time you read this, I bet you a pickle.

Um, I realize that the whole black background/white letter thing is hard to read, but I'm too lazy to change the colors on everything. I guess I'm weird because I would rather see a dark screen with light letters. The fanfiction I write for (sometimes...) has an option to change how you see the text in stories and I always switch it to the dark background setting when I'm reading. Like I said, I'm weird. But I'm weird with better than perfect vision, so I must be doing something right!

In other news, it would appear that Rosie the rabbit has grown a penis. She didn't have one a few weeks ago, and now she does. She's very sexually attracted to arms, specifically my mom's and mine. (S)he also likes ALL of Mike, to the point where (s)he bit his nipple last week. Anywho, through all her desperate and futile humping, we've been able to see that yes, Rosie has what appears to be a rabbit penis. I guarantee you that it wasn't there a few weeks ago the last time she was in heat. Can rabbits do that? The vet even said that she was a girl last June when she was sicklies. So she's going back to the vet to have a checkup and get her nails done (so that when she latches onto us for her humping sesh, we don't bleed anymore) and hopefully we can have a gender check done again. I legitimately feel bad for her/him. I wonder what she thinks she's getting out of this. Obviously we are not bunnies with opposite parts, so she must realize that she's not getting any jollies today. I've heard that dogs hump to show dominance, but Rosie's humping doesn't sound like a dominance noise. Normally domination doesn't involve moaning. Well, maybe it does. But not always. And seriously, if the rabbit hasn't figured out yet that we are at her every beck and call, she never will. To say that Rosie is spoiled rotten is a giant understatement. She's a rabbit and she got almost as many Christmas presents as I did. Maybe we should have gotten her a little dominatrix outfit.

I joined Weight Watchers (again) last Wednesday! So far, so good. In fact, in my first week I've lost 5.6 pounds. Normally losing that much weight in one week isn't healthy, but because I'm just starting out, it's normal. I really hope that I can make some good changes this time around because I'm kind of tired of being a fatass.

Yup, that's all I have. Honestly I've been thinking about watching NCIS this whole time and now I completely forget all of the quirky things I was going to write about. Damn.

~Christine

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

This Isn't How I Wanted 2010 To Start

Neil O'Donnell (April 23, 1931 - December 30, 2009)




Neil O’Donnell age 78, of Grove City, passed away Wednesday, December 30, 2009 at Mt. Carmel Medical Center. Neil was born April 23, 1931 in New Kensington, PA. Neil was a member of Bethel Lutheran Church, Grove City Lions Club and a volunteer literacy tutor. He was a US Army Veteran, stationed in Austria during the Korean War, serving in the signal corps. He retired after 39 years from the Federal Aviation Administration as a radar technician. Neil was a devoted husband, father and grandfather, and will be sorely missed. He delighted in the company of his children and grandchildren. His grandchildren loved spending time with their Papa. He was known for his wit, humor and generosity. Preceded in death by his wife of 52 years Lorraine Marie O’Donnell; daughter Bridget A. O’Donnell; son-in-law Bill Brotherton; brother Owen O’Donnell; sisters Mary O’Donnell, Nora Jean Stephenson and Gracie Sell. Survivors include son Tim (Sue) O’Donnell; daughters Erin (Dan) Stout and Amy Brotherton; brother Johnny O’Donnell, brother-in-law John Nigon and his grandchildren Amanda and Danny Stout, Megan, Emily and Katie Brotherton, Christine, Mike and Katie O’Donnell; nieces, nephews and dear friends. Friends may visit on Sunday, January 3, 2010 from 2-5 PM at THE SPENCE-MILLER FUNERAL HOME 2697 Columbus St. Grove City. Funeral service will be held 1:00 PM Monday at Bethel Lutheran Church 4501 Hoover Rd. Grove City. Pastor Peter Ray officiating. Interment Concord Cemetery. Memorial contributions may be made to Bethel Lutheran Church in Neil’s memory.


Like it says, NOT how I wanted 2010 to start. My coping mechanisms this time have varied. NCIS helps, but for some reason, I just haven't watched it as much. Right now I'm watching a lot of Friends, and acting like a psychopath. Also, I'm either barely sleeping, or I have nighttime comas.


Moving right along... I'm starting to babysit for a sitting company again. ChaCha is great, but I need some money NOW. With the whole points earning system, how much I earn a month varies, and I don't get it until a month later. Which isn't such a big deal if you think about it because lots of regular jobs have a 2 week delay on their paychecks. Whatevs. My parents don't believe that ChaCha is a job, which is frigging frustrating. If I'm working, I need to be able to work without interruption. And even though it's a work at home job, it's still a job that I signed up to do. People count on me. AND OH EM GEE I DON'T WANT TO OFF MYSELF WHILE I'M WORKING! That's a big step for me.


Speaking of working, I need to sign up for some sitting jobs and then get back to ChaCha-ing. I promise, I won't abandon you 2.5 readers for so long ever again. *mucks*


~Christine

Sunday, December 27, 2009

liar, liar, pants on fire!

I fell into a hole.


I was visiting my sick aunt.


I was attacked by savage raccoons.


My dog ate my blog.


Okay, so none of those are true, but they are all reasons as to why I haven't posted in forever.


I made it to Disney and home again alive. Here's a pretty picture to drool over:



I had a decent Christmas. Not great, but it could have been worse. It got dangerously close to "worse", but I'm just not thinking about that right now.

I got job-ish. I now work as a Guide for ChaCha. So if you text a question to ChaCha (242-242!) it could be me who's answering! It's pretty fun so fun. It's a very flexible schedule too... meaning I can work whenever I want, and as much as I want. And I don't even have to leave the couch.

I also posted the first chapter of the very first NCIS fanfic I wrote. It's here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5615672/1/

So go read it and comment because I love feedback! I'm STILL getting feedback from "Retaliation" every once in awhile. I want to get back into writing fanfic, and I have a story nugget, but it has an original character in it, and I'm not sure if I really want to share that story just yet. We'll see.

Yup. That's all. I have more of That 70's Show to watch now.

~Christine

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

I gotta get outta this place...

I wasn't planning on writing anything tonight, but Megavideo seems to be convinced that I've already watched 82 minutes of video today when I haven't, so I can't watch the next episode of Army Wives. Which gives me 53 minutes to write. Blah. And by the time I can watch something, I bet I'll be too tired to watch it. Damn. I would just download the episodes on iTunes, but for some unknown reason iTunes still has season 3 listed as a season pass, which puts it at a whopping $47. No thank you! I be poor.

I worked out again today. Hooray! I'm going to make a bigger effort to get to the gym on a regular basis. My mom has set a goal for me to lose five pounds a month. It doesn't seem like much, but in a year, that's 60 pounds... if I can stick with it. I'm hopeful, but at the same time I'm already expecting failure from myself because when it comes to weight loss, I tend to do a better job of gaining weight than losing it.

We finally got around to activating Home Sharing on iTunes this past weekend. So I got some new music from my brother's iTunes. I got about 140 songs and a few TV shows. Oh, and the movie Stepbrothers. He originally had 1200 songs set up to download, but only about 700 went through.

Oh no. Now I'm going to have "Marco Polo" stuck in my head. I know Bow Wow is from Cbus and all.. but REALLY. How the hell did he turn a childhood pool game into something sexual?

42 minutes to go...

I started a fanfic about McGee not understand The Sound of Music a long time ago, but I never finished it. I also haven't published the first story I wrote that I waited over a month for Katie to edit. Hm. Maybe I should work on that.

Well, my family is officially not going to Disney at Christmas this year. I was hopeful because it seemed like my mom was really on board with the idea, but my Debbie Downer dad brought up the money issue, so now we're not going. I'm super bummbed because I really need to get the hell out of Ohio. I have not done nearly enough traveling to satisfy me. Pretty much the only thing I have to look forward to is the Eastern Trip (which I'm chaperoning again - yay!) but that's not until March. I may explode before then. I need sunshine. I need warm weather. And I need Mickey Mouse. Okay, well maybe not the last bit. But someone cute who always has a smile on their face would be nice.

Oh yes, and I'm back on the "I want a dog" kick. I'm applying to work at a few pet stores in the area and just walking into the stores today made me want to get a puppy. I know they're a lot of work, but as I pointed out to my mom earlier, if I had a dog I would HAVE to exercise everyday because doggies need to be walked. Really, any cuddly animal would do. Rosie's a fabulous bunny (as seen by the 3,424,325 pictures of her I've taken recently) but she's technically not mine, she's Katie's.

"Thunderstruck" just came on. Now I'm thirsty and I want to go to the Fieldhouse. Which reminds me, at one point in my mental breakdown last night, I burst out into tears because I missed UD. They don't prepare you for that one during freshman orientation... just saying.

33 more minutes.

I do believe I tweeted about this fairly recently, but I'm completely in love with the Jay-Z/Linkin Park mashups I got from Mike. I'm not sure who came up with the idea to combine the two, but they are a musical genius. And I have a BA in music, so I feel justified in saying that.

I just rewatched the men of NCIS jibjab video I made a few weeks ago. It never fails to make me smile.

18 minutes... maybe I'll play Airport Mania for a bit.

If anyone's seen my life, please let me know. I want it back.

~Christine

Side Note: HOLY MACKREL! Look at all the labels that applied to this post! I'm so random.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

John Mayer, I say you can't get stoned

I've been wanting to write about this for a few days now, but I just haven't yet.

Anyway, I think I know what I'm going to do. I want to get my Master's degree in Library and Information Sciences. It makes sense to me. I'm organized, and I love books, plus doubled with my B.A. in Music, I could get a job as a music librarian. Granted, there aren't many of those jobs out there, but even if I don't get a job doing that, I can always work as a regular librarian elsewhere.

The only school in Ohio that offers this program is Kent State... so guess where I'm applying! I've never even been to the campus, so I'll probably do a visit too, but since it's the only in-state school I could get the Master's degree that I want at, I'm going to have to go there. There's a possibility of doing an all-online program at another school, but let's be honest. Would I stay on top of that? Probably not. Just doing Philosophy of Music online this summer was a pain. And I kind of want the experience of getting my Master's. I wouldn't get that with an online program. So... cross your fingers for me!

On an unrelated note, I can't get enough of "3" by Britney Spears. I'm so happy that she's skinny and back to the old Britney again. Fat and crazy Britney was a dark time.

I finally found where I can watch the episodes of JAG that I've been hunting down! They're on surfthechannel.com, which is where I found the links for NCIS this summer. The only problem is that JAG is on megavideo.com only, and I can only watch 72 minutes of video at a time. But I've found a system that works. I watch an episode, then I click for the next episode to start playing, but I mute it. Then I do something else for awhile. By the time I come back to the next episode, I can watch all of it at one time.

Anyway, there are two episodes from season eight of JAG that started NCIS. It's like a little time capsule. Gibbs is there, as are Tony, Abby, and Ducky. Even the first director (before Jenny) is in it. But there's a whole bunch of other people too. There's this random black guy agent who isn't in it much. And worst of all, there's this redheaded agent who used to be in the FBI who is the most obnoxious person EVER. If you thought Kate was annoying, whoah man, this chick has Kate beat by a thousand! And Ducky has a thing for her, which is just creepy. And Tony and Abby do some hardcore flirting like McGee and Abby in seasons 1-2 of NCIS. There are so many wrong things. I decided that it's like watching an episode of I Love the 90's after having lived through the 90's. You know what it's supposed to be like, but it's like experiencing it through someone else's eyes.

There are also several episodes of JAG where Sean Murray plays the Admiral's love interest's (Dr. Walden) college age son. It's not much of a subplot, except that Sean plays a pothead who has his mom wrapped around his little finger, which ultimately leads to her dumping the Admiral. Honestly, Sean's character is a little annoying. He's overly cocky like McGee was in season 6 of NCIS. Plus he has really dark hair for a few of the episodes, and in my opinion, it looks like a cheap toupee. He also plays Ensign Guitry in one episode in the fourth season, but that particular episode isn't on megavideo, and I haven't seen it anywhere else.

Oh, one last thing before I wrap this up. Catherine Bell is one of the major characters on JAG. She plays a Marine named Mac (nickname for... something with Mac in the last name) who's a JAG lawyer. Don't know who Catherine Bell is? Lemme help (she's on the far left):



That's right, she's Denise from Army Wives! Talk about going full circle... from playing a Marine to being married to a soldier. Anyway, this is what she looked like on JAG (she's the fourth from the right... sorry this picture is crappy, but I was having a hard time finding JAG pictures):


Like I said, small world!

Oh, and for any NCIS fans who read this (ahem... Brenda.... Mike) I STRONGLY recommend watching the JAG-NCIS crossover episodes. They're from the eighth season of JAG. The first is called "Ice Queen" and the second is called "Meltdown". You can find them through surfthechannel.com, but for some reason when you search for "JAG" it doesn't show up, so you have to click on 'Channels' and then 'Television'.

I'm watching the VH1 Top 20 Countdown from this morning online and "Party in the USA" just came on. All the sudden, I feel angry. Too bad Miley Cyrus isn't the victim in Lady Gaga's "Paparazzi" video.

~Christine