It's raining, it's pouring...

So it turns out that Eph IS the lead singer of Maroon 5. Or so he says on his...NEW BLOG! You think people give up on blogging, but then they come bouncing back again, and claim to be people they're not! Hooray for liars that blog! I can't get your schedules straight people! Sometimes you blog, sometimes you don't. C'mon, make up your mind! Who do you think you are, me??

So they've been setting up for the oscars all week, and its pissing me off. They closed down hollywood blvd, and so it takes forever to get to the parking lot, and i have to walk around the street so i don't step on their precious red carpet thats actually pink. Carpet schmarpet. It's all getting wet right now anyways. Even if they did put plastic over it.

Boy, do i sound bitter tonight or what? You know what that means....time to go have some sweets to counteract the bitterness. Wheeeeee!

And we're back.

Thanks for joining us. Today we're going to answer some of those tough questions we left off with last time.

After some research, it has been discovered that Ephraim is not secretly the lead singer of Maroon 5. That title goes to Adam Levine, who, Saturday night on SNL, bared such a resemblance to ephraim that i thought maybe...just maybe Ephraim is leading a double life. But upon closer inspection on their website, Adam looks nothing like Eph, nor does Eph look anything like Adam. The only thing they both have in common is a high sexy quotient. Dammit. No rockstar friend for me.

I still haven't figured out that M3 commercial...will someone please explain it to me?

And yes....i believe it is high time to get my ears pierced. Who's with me?

Speaking of Maroon 5...they are like the Jude Law of rock: slowly climbing their way up my affection ladder. Never thought much of them on the radio, but seeing them live on snl has given me reason to change my mind. And plus, they're just a sexy band. :-)

Hooray for sexiness! Hooray for maroon 5!

Inquiring minds want to know...

Is Ephraim secretly the lead singer of Maroon 5?
Exactly how did they do that M3 commercial?
And should I, once and for all, get my ears pierced?

All that and much more to come, next time on Daily Banterings.
Stay tuned!

Boy...i am so easily taken by all things pretty and cute. Especially clothes. I never thought i'd be one of those girls...but i really do love cute clothes. Maybe as much as chocolate. I was in Anthropologie tonight with the girls, and...going into that store is just sensory overload. I just wanted everything. Their cute skirts with strawberries, pastel sweaters, lacey tanks. It was just all too much for my eyes, i couldn't take it. But of course, i didn't get anything. Their clothes are a bit on the expensive side, and i, being the practical gal that i am, realized that even if i do get all these cute skirts, i really have no where to wear them to. Work is totally casual, and weekends are reserved for my sweats and comfy clothes. So i guess i'll just hold off til the weather gets warmer, splurge on a really pretty dress, and go take a stroll at the museum. Meh.

I can't wait til summer gets here!

THREE! see, i told ya.

Did you know theres a county in Alabama called Coffee County? Isn't that the coolest thing? And did you know theres actually people out there called Joe Smith? Imagine if your full name was used in examples all over the country. Joe Smith this, Joe Smith that. I can't imagine it with mine...

"If SH boarded a train at 4pm and took a cab down town, how long did SH travel?"
"See SH jump! See SH run!"

Yea, i can't imagine it either. One of these days, maybe i'll meet a real Joe Blow. Or maybe his son, Joe Blow Jr.

Yea, these are things i learn and think about throughout my day.

Yup.

'Nite.

I'm gonna jump on the controversial bandwagon and talk about....(dun dun dun....)

GAY MARRIAGES

That's right. Gay marriages. If everyone's talking about it, why can't i, right? Ok ok, so i have to admit i haven't really done my research on this topic. I probably should do more before i blog about it and have the whole thing inevitably bite me in the ass. But i want to talk about it because i have never really understood it.

So WHY NOT? Why can't people of the same gender get married? I thought this should've been legalized long ago. This is just like giving women the right to vote. A few decades later we look back on it and say, gee whiz, why did it take that long for women to be able to vote? And perhaps in a few years we'll wonder the same thing for gay marriages.

I probably don't have all the fact down right for why people are AGAINST gay marriages. And this is where you come in. Educate me people! A marriage is suppose to be a bond between 2 people. A lesbian couple counts as 2 people. That's why they're a COUPLE. Some people might argue that the whole reason behind marriage is for procreation. Well....look at us! We're already over populated! With millions of orphans all over the world! If all the gay couples out there were to adopt a couple kids....i dunno, i think we'd still have orphans running around. I just don't think the procreation argument is a good one.

Well, i'm just gonna stop right there. I think i need to do more research on this before i go further. The better to argue with. Otherwise i might end up dealing with some very angry people.

I finally saw Cold Mt. tonight. Jude Law is climbing the heart throb ladder in my eyes. I never saw what the big deal with him was....but now, not that he's at the very top, but he sure is climbing. It's just a good movie overall. I recommend it.

I'm freezing as i type this blog. I think that's the cue for me to hop in bed. But not to worry, i'll be back faster than you can count to three.

One...
two...
two and a hal

Man...I'm parched.

I feel like a fish tonight......i'm so thirsty. I keep drinking and drinking and water has never tasted so good. But then it goes down my throat, and i'm thirsty again. I also have to be careful not to drink too much water before bedtime. People don't usually think about that, but i do. If i don't, then i usually wake up at 5 or 6 in the morning having to go to the bathroom. And waking up an hour or half an hour before you actually have to get up is really a pain. It really is.

So, presidents day has come and gone. Thank goodness, cause it was really getting on my nerves seeing all that pink and red everywhere.

Ok. Everyone listen up: You HAVE to go see In America. You just have to. Jim Sheridan is my new hero. Just go watch it, and when you're done, we'll discuss. That's it.


I need to get some more water. And pee.
Tata for now.

Tonight i'm feeling a bit melancholy. Being melancholy brings me to Norah Jones, which i'm currently listening to. And how oddly appropriate that the painter song is playing right now. Its funny that when you're melancholy you end up choosing music to match your mood rather than something that would make it better. But then again, Norah always makes me happy, even if it is melancholic bliss. Her new album came out this week, i'm going to get it soon, and i'm sure i'll blog about how great it is. So stay tuned.

Timing is a funny thing. Sometimes it can make things perfect, or it can screw things up completely. Like yesterday when I thought i could leave later than i usually do for work, since i always seem to be early, only to be reminded in the traffic jam that Britney was going to be across the street performing, and oh yea, she has tons of fans that would clog up the parking structure! So yesterday i was late. Today i was a bit early, but Andrew turned out to be right behind me in the parking lot, so we got to walk together, making this 4 days in a row that i got to walk into the building with someone, rather than just by myself. So it's always hard to time things perfectly. But...I guess i'd rather be way early than way late, and miss out on something good, right?

And oh yes, i got to see britney. She was about <-------------> this big from where i was standing, but i still got to see britney. :)

I just had this thought of norah sitting next to my bed with her grand piano, singing me to sleep. Mmmm...that sounds fantastic.

Goodnight.

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

I went home this weekend and happened to catch some of SpongeBob on tv. I finally see what the hype is all about. Yea, i understand its a little sponge character dressed up in some pants that happened to be square, add some water and a pineapple and its all very cute and blah blah blah. But that show is hilarious! I was just sitting there on the couch, laughing out loud to myself. It was too funny. It's either a fantastically written show, or i have the humor of a 5 year old. Either way, its hilarious. Just a couple days ago i saw the trailer for the Spongebob movie coming out soon, and i chuckled to myself a bit then too. I should've seen that as a sign to take the show seriously. Now i'm without cable, unable to get my spongebob fix. :-(
I can't wait for the movie!! I'm so there! Who's with me?

man...sting is sooooooo hot. hubba hubba.

I am currently sitting on an exercise ball chair in this office. It's suppose to firm up your ass and correct your posture. While i sit and type, i'm waiting for my boss to leave so i can take off for lunch...i'm hungry! And sitting in this ball chair all day is hard work...i feel like my ass will be sore tomorrow.

So to those who read my blogs that i haven't spoken to yet, I got a new job! My last day at the studio will be tomorrow, and i start my new job next monday. Contact me if you want more info.

In other news: i think my thighs are getting a good workout too....all just from sitting on this ball! I gotta get one of these for myself at home.

Hooray for new jobs and ass firming!


PS-wow, i just stood up from this chair and boy...my thighs and butt is already sore!

The Mysterious Cotton Ball Bag

So i have this bag of cotton balls i bought waaaay back when, i don't even remember. When i finally moved into my apartment, i kept this bag of cotton underneath my sink in the bathroom, taking one out to use everyday. On occasion, 2 or 3 would be taken out a day. It's been a while now, and i'm still reaching in the bag everyday to pull out a cotton ball. Since the cabinet underneath my sink is pretty cluttered, the end half of this mysterious bag is always jammed under something, a box, a bar of soap, the toiletry bag, etc etc, so i can never see how much i have left. But i just ignore all that and continue to reach in the bag everyday to pull out a cotton ball. And i keep wondering, when am i going to run out?

That's when i realized(!). This is a magical bag of cotton balls. As long as i don't see the bottom of the bag, the bag will continue to produce cotton balls for me. So i continue to leave the junk piled up on the bottom half of the bag so i never see how many i have left, and as long as i keep it that way, i'll always be able to reach my hand in there and pull out a cotton ball. It's like a silent agreement between me and my magical bag of cotton balls.

Because really, i think there should only be 100 in there. And if my math skills are still up to par.....let's see,

(one cotton ball everyday) x (the number of days since august-when i moved)
= ~180
+ a few more for the days i've had this magical bag before my move
= ~200!!
- 100 (the amount that should be in the bag)
= 100 extra cotton balls!

Now, i am not complaining. I am merely informing my readers of this magical bag of cotton i have in my possession. Are you jealous yet? I mean, cotton balls up the wazoo! What could be better than that?

(other than a magical bag of chocolate (!!!))

But i'm happy with my cotton balls, and i hope they keep coming!