Sensitivemuse

Everyone’s doing Michael Jackson so I’m not going to post a video up for Music Monday. That would be repetitive and we’d probably seen them all by the time I finish this post. So! I chose something different. Have some perverted fruitcake!

Why Gary Glitter? I dunno. I think because since yesterday Brazil won the Confederations Cup it would suit the theme :P so yeah. Enjoy! it’s entertaining to watch and makes you giggle.

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My weekend went by way too bloody fast. Nny and I went to an African/Indian restaurant and it was one of the most delicious ones I have ever been to. Naturally, Nerdus had to be there and here he was whining already about how we ordered without him. Well buddy if you came on time we would have ordered at the same time. However! the best thing is, he pointedly ignored me. Didn’t talk much to me, if at all, made a point to fill up everyone else’s glass of water except mine, and gave everyone hugs but me - not that I want to even be touched by you. Buddy, I never felt any happier. The more you stay out of my life the better even if you attempt to exempt me from your little petty things to make sure I feel ignored, seriously! I feel really happy! the more I see less of you, the more I smell less of you or even hear you the day shines on. So please! continue to give me the cold shoulder because I’m enjoying every minute of it. I’d be happy to say fuck off to your face one day. I will relish it too.

On a happy note, Brazil won the Confederations Cup!! it was a good game although it sort of had me sweating there. Then again I forgot Brazil has a habit of always coming back from a defecit. I’d like to see a repeat of that during the World Cup next year.

So now that there’s nothing to watch in regards to sports….I think I’ll just count down the days towards the next hockey season. :P

One Year Later…

June 25th, 2009

So yesterday, my dad says to me quietly:

“Did you forget what happened today?”
“Huh? no of course not, mom passed away a year ago today” (the 24th of June)
“Let’s put some flowers near her picture”

Which I did. Time flies. We still miss her though.

Drama. Blah.

June 25th, 2009

My life would be a drama movie why? because of all the bullshit that goes through it. Enough said.

Here’s a link for you, my kitties: http://tvguide.sympatico.msn.ca/TVNews/Articles/090622_jon_kate_announcement_DW

so here I was looking at this headline where it says: “Jon and Kate make a shocking announcement” and I’m like Ohhhh what is it? are they going to fight it out in an arena and not come out until the loser has lost half of their blood? are they going to gouge each others’ eyes out while their children are hopelessly torn apart as to who to choose as the winner? are they going to fight with swords and joust until one falls? (wouldn’t that be awesome?) :P
Sad to say no.

I stupidly clicked on the link and saw they announced to separate. Oh for fuck’s sake it’s as if no one saw it coming. So why is it called a shocking announcement??? it’s not bloody shocking! have you seen the shit on the tabloid covers about them? you think they’re going to stay together after that nonsense? no regular human being wouldn’t!

Anyway thank you, msn. For making such a stupid headline and me stupidly thinking it was going to be something exciting when it wasn’t. I smack myself in the forehead for my stupidity and for my bloodthirsty thoughts. Damn them.

Can we get onto something interesting now?

This is why I never read much news about entertainment. Unless you show me something about Angelina kicking Jennifer in the face, or ripping Brad’s balls off I simply won’t bother. So stop with the stupid misleading headlines!

*off the soapbox*

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