and it’s official…

…she’s obsessed with me.  she harassed me and harassed me, and when i finally fought back, she acted like she had no idea what i was talking about.  and the very day i refer to her in my blog for the first time, she responds immediately, proving that she has been reading my blog daily for probably years now.  this is a girl who just got engaged, too…i guess she’ll always be sad and twisted.  she seems to think i did something to her, when it’s completely the other way around.  i tried to ignore it, and i really did, for a long, long time.  she refuses to answer legitimate questions, and denies things i know for a fact she’s done.  she even references me in her profile, and has–this is great–copied things almost verbatim from mine.  she also likes to insult my appearance, because she has nothing valid to say against me.  what a coward.  i won’t stoop to insults like that…not because she doesn’t deserve it, but because i don’t have to!  it would just weaken my argument to say that she has too-small-mouth syndrome saggy tits wrinkles a talbots wardrobe and a britney spears wannabe knockoff faux eternity band engagement ring, wouldn’t it??

anyhoo.  it seems nothing will shame this girl out of obsessing over me and mark, so good luck and good riddance to her.

has anyone from philly ever eaten at chickie’s and pete’s?  we just had dinner there…messiest.  meal.  ever.  they deliver the crab legs drenched in butter, garlic, and spices, so it gets all over your hands, but it was delish.  they do, conveniently, have sinks throughout the restaurant for hand washing.

EDITED TO ADD: i wonder why kate, bob, julie, and shelley haven’t logged in to check their messages.  i miss them so.

in honor of this post, and as an homage to blurbomat, i have created a new category to file posts under…whores.

do you know what is happening in darfur?

by george, i do!

total kudos to george clooney for becoming involved and speaking out against the genocide in sudan.  i just think it’s a little sad that most people had never heard of darfur, let alone know what’s going on there, until clooney made news with it recently.  people are so quick to jump on the their soapboxes and bandwagons now, but this genocide has been going on since 2003.  three years.  hard to fathom.

all the cookie cutter democrats love to act high and mighty about how this administration has done next to nothing about this issue.  and they are right that this administration is disgusting and shameful, to be kind.  but when kerry (who had acknowledged that what was going on was, indeed, genocide) was asked what he would do about the situation if he were elected, he basically said, "nothing.  we’re overextended in iraq".  ok, that’s lame.

don’t get me wrong…i am as liberal as they come.  and i voted for kerry.  what choice did i have?  he was a decent candidate, and we were (are) in a desperate situation with bush.  but this two party system makes me sick sometimes.  so many paint-by-numbers republicrats who never really think outside the box.

ooh, george, you’re so hot.  i’m gonna go to that rally just to get a glimpe of your fine ass.

bored sick post.

i wish i could work out, but i can’t.  i wish i could do my vocal exercises, but i cannot.  i really wish i could go to the leona show tonight, but no.  i wish my eyes would stop watering, but they won’t.  i can, however, cook up some tacos tonight and watch "survivor".  i need to do some research for the business but it can wait until tomorrow.  i did enough last night.

you know what’s funny?  people who present themselves as politically active, sensitive humanitarians, but who

• put other people down for waiting tables.  and this person supposedly champions the plight of the illegal immigrant!  what a joke.  i put myself through college by working retail and waiting tables, because they were the only jobs with the kind of flexibility i needed, and i made good money doing it.  i worked my ass off and i’m proud of it.  i’m not too good to serve someone a cocktail.  it got me a college degree!
• are so conceited and elitist as to brag about their "annoyingly good metabolism" when most of their friends are heavy, and to say a certain place sucked because of all the "chubby midwestern families".  can we all vomit in unison?
• don’t know the names of senators they supposedly support.  she once said she wanted to meet "obama barack".  i shit you not.  she also calls the band coldplay, "Cold Play".

the world is overflowing with stupidity.  but i’m glad my family and friends fuckin’ rock the house with intelligence, wit, and real compassion.  i echo jack’s sentiments when i say that i really love and appreciate all you guys.  even you, jack curley fan.

movies i want to see:

1. thank you for smoking
2. american dreamz
3. snakes on a plane

does anyone remember the "jennifer lopez hand" episode of south park?  ever since i bought the taco fixins’, i’ve been singing, "taco-flavored kisses" to myself.

my voice is so deep and scratchy, i sound like a maaaan, baby!

operation cook for walter was deemed a success by all.  it was actually really easy…i just have to get some more tupperware containers for storage, because this recipe yields a whole lot of stew!  walt seemed to love it, and i’ve got over a week’s worth of it stored in the fridge and freezer.  i will continue to use fresh and frozen veggies instead of canned, but i think i will use canned beans in the future…i bought dry beans and had to soak and simmer them for literally hours…too time consuming.

i’ve been mulling over ideas for a small business, and i am considering creating a cooking service for dogs.  i would cook a week’s worth of food for your dog and deliver it to your home in a reusable container.  i would use completely organic, free-range ingredients.  i would also bake dog treats as an added service.  i just wonder if there’s a market for this…would you spend extra money on your dog if it meant a healthy, natural, home-cooked diet delivered to your door each week by a friendly face?

i think we’re skipping out on the leona show tonight.  we’re both getting over colds, and it’s a pretty late show.  boo!

yay! oatmeal stew!

i’m about to embark on a cooking adventure…i’m cooking for walter tonight.  i’ve decided to be as health conscious for him as i am for myself.  although we’ve always fed him higher-end, all natural dog foods, obviously home cooking with fresh ingredients will be better for him.  i got a recipe from this random guy’s website…it was so weird, i google searched "cooking for dogs", and the first page to come up was a pennsylvania boxer owner who started cooking for his dogs after doing some research on the subject.  the recipe is basically a bunch of veggies, oatmeal, and ground turkey made into a stew.  this guy uses canned veggies, but i decided to go with mostly fresh because of all the added sodium in canned foods.  anyway, wish me luck.

let’s do the time warp again

i am sick and grumpy.  grrrrrr…swollen throat, fatigue, fun!!

the cinema 35 rocky horror reunion was a trip.  great to see everyone, and i can’t wait to see everyone else when we do it again.  always good to see kerry, kelly, and jamie, who i’ve stayed in touch with, but hadn’t seen for a couple of years now.  i finally found another total ’starting over’ dork…god bless you jamie. =)

promotional modeling jobs are coming out of the woodwork like crazy these days, it’s great!  i’m booked for the next several weekends doing a really fun cosmetics promotion.  i’m working with a new agency that seems to have tons of work to throw my way.  nice!  a great job to tide me over till rehearsals start in the summer.

leona naess concert thursday in nyc.  haven’t seen her live in a while, so i’m very excited for that.  she’s amazing.

i got a great haircut at a new place in the neighborhood, but i overslept for my color appointment saturday morning.  boo!  my colorist is very hard to get in with, so it’ll be another week at least.  oh ani, why do you have to be so damn good?

summer vacation is shaping up.  i think we’re gonna do denver again.  we were thinking about going to alaska, but that may have to wait until next year.  i love denver, though, and this time we can do all the things we couldn’t do last summer because i was-surprise surprise!-so sick.  rafting, hiking, and more drives through the mountains.  yum.  and we have plane tickets with TED to use for a winter vacation…puerta vallarta, perhaps? 

need coffee.  NOW.

oh yeah

two things i forgot to mention in my last post.  first of all, my friend jimmy was on the sopranos the sunday before last.  he played "wise guy #1"–more importantly, the guy who outs vito at the gay bar.  that was cool…i’ve known jimmy since i was seven.  some of you may know him from the show, "the IT factor" that was on bravo a few years back.

also, my friend marisa was in philly last weekend and invited me to come see a play that her friend was in.  it was a wacky, guerrilla theatre piece done in a loft space, and it was so much fun.  there were human-form easter bunnies that laid eggs, and a zombie jesus who could only be tamed by bon jovi’s "livin’ on a prayer".  it was easter magic. ris’ friend lu was great in it.  and i must hang out with ris again before she leaves for japan to live for over a year!

it hatched! it hatched!

bye ace.  byeeeeeeeeeeeee!  friggin’  finally.  now get to work, america.  kick pickler.

so myspace is blowin’ up with maaaaaad people i haven’t seen or talked to in ages!  i’m lovin’ it.

yesterday was national high-five day.  my dog gave me my only high five of the day.

saturday is earth day.  do your part.  it amazes me the number of people who still do not recycle and just lead wasteful, consuming lives.  freakin’ recycle!  it’s the least you can do!  don’t throw your bottle in the trash because there’s no recycling can around.  take it home, rinse it, and recycle it.  and for the love of pete, recycle your paper and magazines.  re-use your take out containers for future leftovers.  buy organic.  consider a hybrid or "grassolean" vehicle.  if you are already earthy, bravo.  if not, change your life as soon as possible.  god, this soapbox is hurting my feet, can i get off now??

i’ve been hanging out a bit with my neighbor’s girlfriend, who is visiting from england.  she’s very cool…sweet and easy to talk to.  we’ve had some fun girl time this week…getting nails done, shopping…took her to the liberty bell today as a requisite touristy event.  her accent is so lovely…we were joking at brunch that even saying "wanna fuck?" with an english accent sounds nice…"fancy a shag?"

i’m on a cooking spree lately…tonight i made an awesome greek salad.  simple, but so good.  chopped iceburg and romaine, diced tomato, red onion, and cucumber, crumbled feta, and pita crisps tossed with olive oil, red wine vinegar, oregano, thyme, paprika, salt, and pepper.  i go about 60-40% on the vinegar-olive oil.  pita crisps are easy, just rip a pita pocket into small pieces and bake on an oiled baking sheet for 4-5 minutes at 300 degrees.

tomorrow…haircut, voice lesson, and buddakan for dinner with the capital flats mafia.  saturday, highlights by ani, then the cinema 35 refugees reunion in north jerz!  should be interesting.

this post is dedicated to the future super-couple, moses martin and suri cruise.

she humped the stage during “bohemian rhapsody”, and i threw up in my mouth a little.

ok, did anyone see paula abdul on jay leno the other night?  don’t get it twisted–i don’t watch leno.  i loathe him.  but i left the tv on after "the apprentice" and the news, and i decided i needed to see this here train wreck for myself.  it was worse than i had expected.  and believe you me, my expectations were low.  paula tried really really hard to be funny, and there’s nothing more awkward than watching a crazy person try to mask their craziness with humor, and failing miserably.  the level of annoying between her and leno was overwhelming and should not have been allowed on television.  but, as you have probably guessed…i could not look away.

and then "idol" last night.  i love queen.  one of my favorite bands of all time.  let’s run down:

• bucky: there’s really not much to say.  he’s not offensively bad, but "not offensively bad" was never the criteria for a record contract before, so why now?
• ace:  he disturbs me to my core. *shudder*  but to watch queen (and ryan seacrest for that matter!) clown him right to his face was vintage. 
• kick pickler.
• chris:  his voice is starting to irritate me a little bit, but i still think he’s good.
• katharine:  ok, part of me still loves her.  i appreciate her soulful, easy voice.  but am i the only one who thinks her upper register is shrill and often unpleasant to listen to?  she’s beautiful and has great stage presence, though.  and she finally got the outfit right.  that weird vest/shirt number a couple of weeks ago was just so wrong.  oh, and what’s up with the scientologist rumors?  can anyone confirm or deny?  if she is…sorry, i’m out.
• elliot:  I.  HEART.  ELLIOT.  perfect song for him (remember george michael’s version?  so good, too.)  please keep him around, america.  i know his mom is hard to look at.  i know.
• kick pickler.
• taylor:  randy put it perfectly.  after two bum weeks, taylor is back!  i liked him a lot this week.
• paris:  loved her.  no matter what, she always takes control of the song and the stage and works it on out.  however…i’m so over girls trying to look "rocker" by wearing black boots and weird pat benatar glove thingees.  it’s so lame and not necessary.

so i just read an article about ryan seacrest’s battle with his weight as a youngster.  kids at school called him "kubiak"!!  y’know, from "parker lewis can’t lose"?  we totally had a kid at our school that we called "kub", too!  seacrest reports that every day after school, he ate a baking sheet full of nachos and watched "oprah".  this information obviously needs no commentary.

my dog climbed up and fell asleep on top of me last night.  he loves his mama.

and mark says hi.

can you, like, totally show me your grill and stuff?

so i did a promotional modeling gig on saturday for the new tab energy drink.  yes, tab, as in the diet cola of yesteryear.  but this is not your mother’s tab.  it’s the deliciously pink energy drink!  it’s fuel to be fabulous!  the job was fun, and i got a free pair of jeans out of it as well as a twelve-pack of the product.  i don’t normally drink stuff like this, but i’m currently enjoying it.  it tastes like a watermelon jolly rancher.

so mark and i are happy to report that we are moving into a different unit in our building.  we love our current place, but it’s on the small side with limited closet space.  our good friend, caroline, is moving out of her two-bedroom upstairs in july, so we’re taking it over.  this place is such an upgrade…one and a half baths, two bedrooms, mucho closet space, two balconies, and the coolest cat-walk thingee to hang out on.  and lots of light.  hot damn, we’re stoked.  we hate to see caroline go, though.

so not too long ago, my mother reported that she wants a grill.  like a nelly-style grill.  she thinks it’s hysterical.  just hearing my mother say the word "grill" in that context and flash her teeth as if she was already wearing one was…amazing.  some of you have met my mom.  she wears tunics and stirrup pants and shamrock scarves with polo shirts on st. patricks day.  way hipper than my dad, but, still, tragically unhip.  but she definitely has her moments.  i love my mom.