8 posts tagged “tv”

I'm on a posting roll today.  Not much to do other than go pick up my paycheck and study for the THEA.

Loathing:

• my inability to stop putting things off until the very last second
• burnt coffee
• stupid contacts
• forgetting to take off my eye makeup before bed
• gas prices...seriously, I declare SHENANIGANS!

• Austin, naturally
• my new Whole Foods reusable shopping bags.  They're huge, well-made and gorgeous compared to the shit ones you find elsewhere.  Only 99 cents, too.  I got two, and got an extra twenty cents off.  I feel lovely and green.
• The Middleman.  I've mentioned this before, but I can't get enough of it.  Especially when they bleep out the words.

• getting stuff done
• Tish's party this weekend

Blast from the past.

Sorry if some of you are reading the same post in two different places...I'm trying to get the word out.

Midnight showing, July 25th.  Carmike Theater on Broadway.  Kristi and I are going to get our tickets beforehand, and maybe you should, too.  Because you're going to want to join us.  It's the new X-Files movie, and we are going to flip our shit.  We're unbelievably excited.  See, some things never change.  We're grown-ups now, but everyone should hold on to something that made them happy in the past, as kind of an anchor.  With the two of us, it was this show.  Deal with it...you know you liked it, too.

Please come with us - the more, the merrier!

Nothing cheers me up like the Discovery Channel, and their most recent ads are right up there with CuteOverload for all-around cuteness.  Especially when Josh Bernstein flashes on the screen momentarily:)  He's got a new show premiering in August...Into the Unknown.  It sounds a lot like Digging for the Truth, but I've heard that they will not be focusing on the archaeology as much.  Well, fine.  I'll watch him it anyway.

Loathing:

• not being able to sleep
• being a little poor
• papercuts
• not smoking
• breaking three of my nails while bowling...and they were just starting to look so pretty
• not being able to eat more of the guacamole before someone else finished it off
• lunges

• exercising and feeling better about myself
• not smoking (see, this is both a loving/loathing that only smokers can understand)
• being noticed
• smoothies, but not necessarily the effects
• this video ------------->
• Bath & Body Works' unbelievable sales
• B&BW Black Raspberry Vanilla body spray
  

• getting tomorrow over with (huge catch-up day at the bank due to being closed today)
• payday...bills, bills, bills!
• Friday, when I get to dress up (we're channeling Carrie Bradshaw for this particular outing), eat sushi, and watch Sex and the City!!
• my next day off
• working up to a steady jog without resting around the path at UT
  

As I sit here, eating my cheesecake chimichangas from Taco Bueno (oh, they're like an orgasm wrapped in a warm, deep-fried pastry), I realize how incredibly awesome it is that Jess figured out over beers and cigarettes tonight, "Hey, we're like a low-budget version of Sex and the City!"  And since we're all fans, we figure this is, as Martha Stewart would say, A VERY GOOD THING.

I also realize that I have completely canceled out the past two days of strenuous walking with the girls over at UT by eating the above-mentioned better-than-hot-sex-with-a-stranger (giggity-giggity) goodies.  Shit hell.

How cool is it that Ugly Betty sampled a crapload of new Madonna tracks in last night's finale?  I have a theory, and most people seem to agree: Betty picked neither Henry (boo) or Gio (BIG YAY!  I LOVE GIO!), but instead decided to strike out on her own and discover herself.  Well, I would have been all for Rome, but I would rather her ditch both of them than go to Tuscon with Henry...boooo-ring!  *checks watch* Is it time for the season premiere yet?  There was one track at the very end, by Madonna, that was actually on her last album, not the latest one, and it was so awesome that I might have to buy it online or something...badass.

From "Jump":
There’s only so much you can learn in one place
The more that I wait, the more time that I waste

I haven’t got much time to waste, it’s time to make my way
I’m not afraid of what I’ll face, but I’m afraid to stay
I’m going down my own road and I can make it alone
I'll work and I'll fight, Till I find a place of my own

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to jump!

We learned our lesson from the start, my sisters and me
The only thing you can depend on is your family
And life’s gonna drop you down like the limbs of a tree
It sways and it swings and it bends until it makes you see

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to, are you ready?

There’s only so much you can learn in one place
The more that you wait, the more time that you waste

I'll work and I'll fight till I find a place of my own
It sways and it swings and it bends until you make it your own

I can make it alone(my sisters and me)

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to, are you ready?

Tonight, Barnes & Noble cafe:

Me: Hi, I'll take this book and a venti coffee frappuccino, please.

Cute Cafe Guy 1: Sure, will that be all?  No cookies, cupcakes, various other things that will make you feel bad about yourself tomorrow? (<---that last part might be an exaggeration)

Me: No, thanks.

Cute Cafe Guy 2: Heeey!  What're you up to?

Me: (looks around, trying to make way for the person he's talking to, and sees no one) Uh, nothing...you?

Cute Cafe Guy 2: Not much, just making your coffee.  Venti coffee frap, right?

Me: Uh, yeah.

(several minutes pass)

Cute Cafe Guy 2: So, you always order this, right?

Me: Usually.

Cute Cafe Guy 2: (hands over drink, does not let go) And what's your name?

Me: (I'm kinda deaf, so I wasn't sure I heard right) Uh, pardon?

Cute Cafe Guy 2: Your name.  What is it?

Me: Oh!  Aubrey.

Cute Cafe Guy 2: Hi, Aubrey.  I'm Donnie. (I think that's what he said.  As I mentioned, I'm kinda deaf.)

Me: Nice to meet you.

Donnie (??): Nice to meet you.  See you next time?

Me: Sure.  Goodnight.

Cute Cafe Guy 1: Have a good one!

Me: EEK! (runs away)

God, I feel like this means one of two things...either that I've become one of those weird "regulars", and they want to know my name so that they can accurately fill out a police report when I'm mistaken as a stalker, or perhaps that Donnie(??) has taken an interest.  You know what?  He's probably just a very nice young man (VERY young...maybe 20 or 21) who takes an active interest in his customers.  I think I'm going to make a sign to wear around my neck that says, "Hi, I'm Aubrey.  I am a 26-year-old divorcee who smokes like a chimney and gets strung out on coffee at least four times a week.  Please, don't display behavior that could, in any way, resemble flirting...it only confuses me.  Thank you."  Leslie's all like, "You know, maybe they know you now as the hot chick who comes in all the time."  Pshaw...what-the-hell-ever.  I look a lot better than I used to, but I ain't no hot chick.

I have seriously screwed up one of my toes, and am currently hobbling around like a pimp, or possibly a penguin.  I skinned it pretty badly while rummaging around in the dark, and I have nightmares now about gangrene and amputation.  Thank God I just got a tetanus shot last month.

This was my eighth day in a row of working two jobs, and I have asked to be scheduled every weekend at the music store until I drop, in addition to my M-F at the bank.  As of right now, I'll be working 20 of the next 21 days.  Lots of money and no time to spend it.  That's my plan, anyway.  I may die of exhaustion long before then.

Betty and Gio

My friends and I have a habit of falling in love with fictional characters or celebrities.  Leslie's got Mr. Darcy and Edward Cullens, Kristi's got Orlando Bloom, and I have too many to name.  I recently became a fan of Ugly Betty, and am trying to catch up on all the episodes that I've missed.  Now I've got a thing for Gio, who may be the most perfect fictional character ever created.  I want one.  He's sweet, funny, he can dance, has a killer accent, and he genuinely falls for Betty, the girl that so many people find unattractive and frumpy (they're all assholes, I say).  What a fairytale. SPOILERS AHEAD, KINDA!!  He's got this great line in the most recent episode, and my little heart went *wibble-wibble* all over it.  "I don't want to be the rebound guy.  I want to be the guy."  God dang it.  That's the best line ever.  I'm going to cry.

Moonlight

They canceled three of my favorite shows.  THREE.  I am livid.

Moonlight, Men in Trees (saw that one coming, they've been shuffling it around for ages), and Women's Murder Club.  Gone.  No more.

You know, I get that we don't all watch the same stuff.  We don't all like the same shows.  But sheesh, give some shows a flipping chance.  The X-Files was just a cult hit until a few seasons in, and look, there's another movie coming out this summer.

Men in Trees

Oh, we all know what's going to take the place of these dearly departed programs...reality effing TV.  Maybe Dancing with the Stars: Rehab Edition, or perhaps Pin the Crime on the Famous Athlete.  I watch TV to escape reality, not have my face shoved in it...if you want to call this junk "reality".  They toss aside lovely little gems like Wonderfalls (remember that one?) and Firefly to make room for shows that, at least in my case, make me feel bad that I am not a Kardashian or that I am not being pursued by 25 eligible bachelors.

Women's Murder Club

Screw you, Hollywood.  You suck. 

Deadliest Catch is back, and that makes Aubrey a very happy girl.  I was at work after the store closed, shoving CDs and DVDs back into their proper places as fast as I could, thinking, "Oh, my gosh...I have to get home ASAP.  I get to see Sig!  And Edgar!  And Phil!  EEEE!"

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