Whee, I'm back! Behold my tanned boobs. ;)

Anyway. Lots of sun, fun, booze, food and gambling. Which is good, considering I was already broke, but hey. Vacations are supposed to be enjoyed, and I did.

Glad to be back despite the crap going on in the city, only because I'm so worked up for the Oscars tomorrow it's not even funny. It's really pathetic, but I'm gonna be stuck to the TV all day long. And if things go well, I'll probably be online afterwards and get very little sleep.

Now, those of you who think the Oscars are all about shallowness, you're right. ;) Take a look at this year's Gift Bags.

The official bag goes to the nominees and the presenters (unless where noted):

a.. For Best Actress nominees only: A Victoria's Secret jeweled pink bra-and-panty set with a detachable diamond brooch, fragrances (and a special $7,000 worth of swag)
b.. Coupon for laser eye surgery
c.. Gold accented Havaianas flip flops
d.. Manolo Blahnik leather "My Shoes for the Weekend" bag, perfect for traveling with three pairs of Manolos. It comes with matching suede sandals
e.. Hermes cashmere shawl/blanket
f.. La Grande Dame Veuve Cliquot champagne
g.. Baccarat crystal earrings (for her) or crystal lighter (for him)
h.. Baccarat champagne flutes
i.. Estee Lauder products: “crystal glow” sugar rub, "calming body spray", an assortment of other items and spa treatments for recipient and a guest
j.. Round-trip tickets to anywhere Song Airways flies
k.. Crest Whitening Expressions toothpaste
l.. Kiehl's gift set, value $500
m.. "The ultimate HDTV package": VOOM high-definition satellite and 12 months of programming service as well as a 43-inch Samsung DLP HDTV. Value: $6,000
n.. Peacock Black Pearl Collection gift set including an 18-inch necklace, seven-inch bracelet, and stud earrings, from PearlParadise.com.
o.. “Canadian Adventure” package
p.. -a one-night stay at Whistler Platinum
-a day of skiing on Whistler Blackcomb
-helicopter transfer between Vancouver and Whistler
-private tour of Canada's premier family-owned winery, Mission Hill Family Estate
-three nights at Opus Hotel in Yaletown, Vancouver
-dinner at Elixir restaurant
-air tour of Vancouver
q.. DuWop cosmetics in a custom-designed gold and silver striped tube along with a yoga mat and yoga pants
r.. $1,500 steak dinner at Morton's in a private room
s.. $500 Krups espresso machine
t.. Two Round-trip business-class tickets on Air New Zealand from L.A. to Auckland
u.. 5-night stay at New Zealand's Treetops Lodge & Estate in secluded Rotorua, New Zealand (above airfare may be used separately)
v.. Two nights in a suite at The Carlyle Hotel
w.. SeaDream seven-day cruise for two to the Mediterranean or Caribbean
x.. Pollaro Custom Furniture $5,000 gift certificate
y.. Christina Oxenberg Knitwear neck scarf or shawl
z.. French perfume bottled in Baccarat crystal emblazoned with the nominee's moniker
aa.. Charles Worthington shampoo gift pack ("made-in-Wales with a cool £4,295 price tag")
ab.. Gift certificate for a free TAZ I from Tight Systems, a personal video and media player
ac.. GINGI skincare products
ad.. Motorola, as it has in recent years, is giving out cell phones not yet available to the public. The V600 cell phone, equipped with an activated SIM card. It comes in a custom-made box, engraved with the recipient's name, in the shape of an old-time film camera that features an audio snippet of Mel Torme's classic rendition of "You Oughta Be in Pictures."
ae.. Kyocera 7135 Smartphone with the Sherwood Personal Security Mobile Security Protection package included
af.. PCS Vision Video Phone VM4050 by Toshiba, courtesy of Sprint, personalized with an engraved monogram and ringtones and screensavers from the appropriate movie
ag.. Personalized Anastasia diamond tweezers with an 18kt white gold chain and heart-shaped diamond (for Best Actress nominees only, value $2,000)
ah.. Limited edition tin of Altoids mints, encrusted with crystals. Each tin takes up to 10 hours to create.
ai.. Nyakio’s African black tea candle
aj.. Jelly Bag (like these, basically a rubber version of the Hermes Birkin)
ak.. $750 piece from the new Talismania collection, the new jewelry line from porcelain sculptors Lladro
al.. Tina Earnshaw Makeup set
am.. Chocolate-covered strawberries from Brymm Berries in Houston, TX
an.. A glass ornament in the shape of a shopping bag with the Oscar logo, handcrafted in Europe, designed by Lisa Kelechava of Tennessee.

For those just presenting (as well as the major nominees), there are the Buzz Bags, the unofficial gift bag:

a.. Mothership Bag from Fleurville (a $165 tote bag)
b.. Tumi weekend tote
c.. Lulu Guiness Fishnet Tote
d.. Signature bag from Lauren Scherr ($150)
e.. Amy Schwab cigar box purses ($200)
f.. Hollywood Star Jammies, silk and satin pajamas ($250)
g.. Sterling silver Swarovski crystal bracelet that says "Movie Star"
h.. Kookoon silk throw
i.. A selection of Carolee jewelry for each actor including a pearl ring, a Swiss tank watch and a jewelry box to keep them in ($800)
j.. Marker's Mark one of a kind bottle of bourbon in a bottle with a silver seal.
k.. Three bottles of cabernet sauvignon, including a signed magnum, from the Corley Family Winery
l.. Spa gift certificates from Ling Skin Care in Manhattan.
m.. Reflect True Custom personalized beauty products
n.. Bath & Bed Works gift package
o.. Styli-Style cosmetics package
p.. Kerstin Florian anti-aging caviar line of products ($500)
q.. Gift package from Weleda.
r.. Alexis Vogel System make-up package and a DVD to help apply it.
s.. Susan Posnick Colorflo Brush and foundation powder.
t.. Magic Focus 5X magnification mirror
u.. Consultation with Dr. Craig Ziering of Ziering Medical for hair restoration
v.. Lee Jeans vintage jacket
w.. Eddie Bauer Washable Seattle Suede jacket
x.. LOONS Paris sunglasses
y.. Playboy flipflops
z.. Carushka Bodyware for men and women ($150)
aa.. Pair of Yellow Box Shoes
ab.. Caldrea aroma therapeutic cleaning products
ac.. Waterpick full body shower panel, showerhead and automatic flosser with whitening tips
ad.. Weekend getaway at any W Hotel except the one in Sydney (who knows, anyway, $800)
ae.. Kimpton Hotels VIP gift certificate for two nights in a luxury suite (for nominees only)
af.. Cary's of Oregon soft crunch English toffee
ag.. Two LA Sky Meals
ah.. Altoids crystal embellished tin
ai.. Double Happiness Catering offers a full Dim Sum lunch for 8 with instructions for making your own from a celebrity chef.
aj.. Four gift certificates to New York's Manning Institute
ak.. The book "Chicken Soup to Inspire the Body & Soul" and a group of magazines
al.. Mattel's "Armani Barbie" - a Barbie doll wearing the designer's latest.
am.. PEZ dispenser - 50th Anniversary Collector's Edition - packaged in a blue velvet bag with a silver PEZ logo.


And finally, for the losers in the six major categories (Actor, Actress, Supporting Actor, Actress, Director and Best Picture producers), Caesar's Palace is offering an "Everybody Goes Home a Winner" giftbag at Caesars in Vegas:

a.. Two-Bedroom Penthouse Accommodations for a Three Day/Two Night Stay
b.. Four front orchestra tickets to a performance at The Colosseum at Caesars Palace
c.. Round-trip limousine transportation to and from Caesars Palace and McCarran Airport
d.. $3,000 food & beverage allowance to be used in any Caesars Palace world class gourmet restaurant
e.. Day use of a VIP cabana at the beautiful Garden of the Gods pool oasis for two days
f.. $1,000 spa allowance to be used at The Spa at Caesars
g.. $5,000 gift certificate to shop at the glamorous stores of The Forum Shops at Caesars Palace
h.. Specialty gift items from the Celine Boutique at Caesars Palace

You know you're in Hollywood when you even get something for losing. Damn.

Now, back to the Alias Marathon on TV.

So, Dom on Jimmy Kimmel tomorrow! Someone must have put a good word for him, or maybe Jimmy heard him on Loveline. In all cases, more Dom goodness. Someone please download the clips and share with me because tomorrow I'm leaving town for a small 4-day vacation. I need sun, I need beach, I need rest from air conditioner and e-mail.

I love you all -- will be back on Tuesday!

From here:

"Most of the time nobody knows where they are, or cares, and their togetherness is all that keeps them both from being lost. They go to karaoke bars and drug parties, pachinko parlors and, again and again, the hotel bar. They wander Tokyo, an alien metropolis to which they lack the key. They don't talk in long, literate sentences, but in the weary understatements of those who don't have the answers."

I need to see Lost In Translation again.

Bush is considering a constitutional ban on gay marriage. Fuck him. Fuck him up his stupid ass.

<./Jay and Silent Bob>

First and foremost, new livejournal layout. No Dom, sorry, but Jonathan Rhys-Meyers and Ewan McGregor make up for it. Also, Velvet Goldmine = hotness.

Second, liekomfgsquee, Lauren is on LJ. I think I peed my pants from the sheer excitement. ;)

Anyway. I finally got around to see Master And Commander: The Far Side of the World last night, and it was ok. I was very stressed during the storm scene, because cold and wet = not good. There was some good slash pottential with Captain Jack and the Amazing McGyver Doctor, but the highlight of the movie for me was, unsurprisingly enough, Billeh. Although I had to play Where's Waldo with him, he did get nice lines, interaction with Main Actor and focus on his Kickass Scenes. Verreh, verreh good. From the movies I must see before the Oscar, I only have 21 Grams, In America, Something's Gotta Give and City of God. But, getting there. I also need to see Lost In Translation again very badly.

By the way, while looking for that link on IMDB, I found out that Angelina Jolie's getting laid again. Who's the lucky human, we don't know. But I sure as hell hope she's being serviced right and good. I was also thinking that my dream lesbian fantasy with Angelina could be spiced up with some Scarlett Johansson. I have the worst crush on her. *fangirls*

I was also reading the whole baseball reports and you know what? I really, really hope Greg Maddux stays with the Cubs, because if he gives in to Steinbrenner's ass kissing and ends up with the fucking Yankees, I might ending up my 8-year romance with the man. Greg, please, don't do it, I beg you. ANYBODY but the Yankees.

I've said.

Brilliance.

;)

O.o

I didn't sleep at all last night. I was like a deer in headlights, eyes wide open, not sleepy at all. Tried all methods known to man to get back into the arms of Morpheus, nothing. As if getting no sleep on the night before going back to work isn't enough, everytime I drew bearth my throat would burn in total pain. Therefore, this morning I was 20 kinds of miserable. Sleepy, cranky, pouty, you name it. My mom gives me these drugs to get better, kisses me goodbye ordering me to kiss the ass of this cold. Guess what?

Today's my mom's birthday.

I forgot to tell her happy birthday and hug her.

I suck.

:'(

So, Valentine's Day. Kinda dull, to be honest, since there was stuff happening in the city and staying home was better. I did get a couple greetings via SMS and e-mail, which is always nice, but the general feeling of the day was boring. And believe me, this doesn't come from a "bitter and alone" place, it was just boring. However, it wasn't all lost, because I got married. Heh. ;)

Looking back, this has been a good week, you know. I've felt closer to people, and I've felt really, really loved. You know who you are. It's hard to explain it, but I've felt warm fuzzies and hugged all over thanks to friends. In general I have the tendency to feel invisible and unnoticed, because I tend to act that way, but it's great to know there are people out there that really love you. It just feels good. And I love you back more than you know. Just wanted to say that.

Since it's rather hard to type while my dog is trying to french kiss me, I take my leave.

Maru took me pretty, pretty pictures. :) I usually don't like myself, but these are kinda cute.

Although after 5,917 tries, anyone is. ;)

I saw Lost In Translation last night with Maru. Wow. I really have no words to describe how much I loved this movie. I had expectations since it has had good critics and all, but I never expected to be blown away as I was and have such an emotional response to it. I guess what I liked the most (direction, performances, soundtrack and story aside) was the fact that these two strangers that didn't expect to meet each other, ended up finding their subtexts while lost in the flamboyance of Tokio. Their relationship was handled with subtletly and beauty -- something that I highly appreciate these days. It's nice to see a simple touch can be much more powerful that the usual one-night fuck.

But at the end, you must let go -- such is life. At least they give us the treat of satisfaction and melancholy blended together, like a last kiss.

1) Last night I left AIM signed on at the office, and true to Murphy's Law, EVERYBODY and their dog IMed me, even at the most ungodly hours of the early morning. Bummer. I also came to the office late today because I got arthritic this morning. I couldn't even walk, man. How horrible. I'm feeling better now, of course, but my forfeit at work this morning meant I had to miss an important appointment with an airline. And the Hot Airline Executive. Sadness. :(

2) I saw Cold Mountain. I really, really didn't enjoy it, which is quite sad. Jude Law and Renée Zellwegger were good, though. And the directing was
excellent as well. Minghella's not Peter Jackson, but he did a great job. ;)

3) They're finally releasing the Star Wars trilogy on DVD on September 21. But wait -- it's the 90's edition of them, not the original ones. Why, it's beyond me. Long ago I stopped trying to figure out how George Lucas' brain works. All I have to say is -- Han Solo shoot first, assholes!

4) I got U2 Go Home - Live From Slane Castle on Monday. I really wasn't planning on watching it because I was dead tired, but the box was
beckoning me. So I popped it in and surrendered, because really, what a fucking awesome show that was. Not only the venue was awesome, but the energy of the audience was simply overwhelming. The boys were relaxed and Bono's voice was at its best. And happy. Everybody was so happy that I'm sure the band was great if only because I'm sure they felt loved all over.

5) I went to Zara this week, and lucky me -- they had a sale. I saw the men's section of the store, thought of Dom, and got inspired. I got out of there with two pretty scarves. Whee! Now, to find the sexy mofo black hat of doom. But I'm on a quest here!

told me Dom was turning me into the ultimate fangirl. That's scary, but also true. Fear me!

I found The White Stripes' excellent performance on the Grammys here. Some of the best 48mb of video I've seen.

That said, I must make a confession: I'm old and out of it. Why? I didn't know Jack and Meg White were actually married in 1996 (divorced in 2000). WTF? This may be old news to everybody else, but I didn't know this.

So, they're not brother and sister, but I'm kinda grossed out.

My faith has been shattered. My lungs are hurting... I feel like my pancreas has been split -- I think my spleen has been ostracized.

;)

For the last two weeks at work we've been putting together a logistics program for the arrival of three Big Kahunas from Switzerland. Hotel, arrival, secutity vehicles, bodyguards -- the works. It's been quite stressful but satisfying because we've been honed up perfectly.

The first guy was scheduled to arrive today at 2:18pm. He didn't. The protocol people at the airport looked EVERYWHERE for him, the transportation guys were getting antsy, and out travel agency was worried -- the airline even let them check the passenger list for the flight he was supposed to arrived in, but zip. Zero. Nada. Guy had vanished in thin air. Me? I was about to call the cops. Everybody was in "Where The Fuck Is This Guy" mode. Horrible.

Thankfully the president's assistant called me and told me he had spoken with this particular Kahuna's secretary in the Alps.

What happened? Well, he changed his flight at the last minute "for personal reasons", and he'll arrive in 20 minutes.

Mother. Fucker.

Hasn't these people heard about phone? E-mail? Fax? If this guy knows we're almost throwing a red carpet on the airport for him, the least he can do is LET US KNOW he'll arrive late, don't you think? Simple courtesy. That's all I'm saying. And his secretary is another useless bitch as well.

And those other two fuckers better arrive in time this afternoon, or I'll go all Kill Bill on them.

ETA: The fuckers arrived in time.

Behold -- It's Miggie's Grammy Review!

Hold on to your knickers.

1.- The Show

- Beyonce wins after performing. Shockah!
- Andre 3000's eloquent "Thank You" is the stuff the Oscar producers dream of.
- Are all the female country singers going pop now? Martina, Faith Hill, La Twain, Dixie Chicks... they're not that country anymore, are they? Not my favorite genre, but still. I liked it more when we saw the people from the "O Brother, Where Art Thou" soundtrack performing.
- I felt bad for Justin Timberlake having to apologize YET AGAIN when he won his Grammy.
- Man, Madonna looked really cute last night with her hot pink dress and her black booties.
- Yoko Ono: "In the beginning, there was the Beatles." Then she appeared. Dig the irony.
- I'm sorry, but Paul McCartney gets more and more annoying each time I see him.
- Evanescence. Hey, Amy Lee, you're in a *band.* Wait for them before you walk on the stage, woman. Oh, 50 Cent made me laugh out loud when he went to the stage to congratulate them and Amy looked all scared. DORK. Heh. (Also, picture me out of the loop, but where is Ben Moody? You know, the tall, blonde, Norwegian-looking one? Did they kick him out of the band? He was cute.)
- Samuel L. Jackson is the coolest man who ever lived.
- Jason Alexander and Snoop Dogg. 'Nuff said.
- Whee, Coldplay won best recording of the year for "Clocks"! Too bad I'm still not talking to Chris Martin for breeding with Gwyneth Paltrow.
- OZZY!
- Win An Eclair: How many facelifts has Andy Williams had?
- I had nightmares with Erika Badhu's hair.
- Metallica good, Napster baaaaaaad.
- Is it me, of was Faith Hill grossed out by Outkast?
- These lazy asses couldn't put the previous winners at the sides when we were going to commercials like they've done in previous years? Now all they did was "log on to grammy.com to find out the winners." The other winners deserve to be on TV, too, you bastards.

2.- The Performances

So, we had a 5-minute delay, yes? We also had the worst sound in the history of the Grammys. Not to mention missed cues and wild camera shots. Not pretty.

- Beyonce and Prince were nice. She was great doing her Tina Turner kinda thing.
- Vince Gill, Pharell, Dave Matthews and Sting were really sweet. Too bad we couldn't listen to Vince Gill's voice or guitar, so the whole song sounded really, really out of tune and tempo.
- Christina Aguilera blew me away. I'm not a fan of hers, but I was happy to focus on her voice and performance for once, instead of her skanky ho fashion.
- The White Stripes. Rocked the fuck ON. WOW.
- Martina McBride was your standard pop country singer with a ballad. Not very impressive.
- Alicia Keys can sing. But she can't dress. Also, props to Celine Dion for overcoming the worst technical glitches ever. Bad mic, no audio return, horrid volume on second microphone... she came out of it pretty well.
- Sting and Sean Paul were an unusual pair, but I think they made an interesting version of the song. Too bad you couldn't listen to the backup singers sing "Roxaaaaane..." because the audio was CRAP.
- Justin Timberlake and Arturo Sandoval kicked some major ass. Really, really awesome performance. Highly energetic.
- The Black Eyed Peas were also excellent. And when I saw the girl on that green outfit, I felt really, really flabby.
- Beyonce. Again. Yes, again. Overworking the notes, showing us she can sing, blahblahblah. And then the dove. I bet she was thinking "top that, bitches!" ;)
- The Church of Eternal Funk (aka The Funk Collective) was quite, er, something. But somehow I can't get out of my head the mugshot of George Clinton from The Smoking Gun.
- The Foo Fighters (with Chick Corea And His Enigmatic Denim Bathrobe) made me get all fangirly.
- Sarah McLachlan. Such a pretty song. Such a horrible hairstyle. Cut it! Lighten it!
- I don't know about you, but I think Warren Zevon got shortchanged on that homage. Billy Bob Thornton was about to pass out from sheer boredom there.
- If only Andre 3000 had had better sound there at the end, that band would have been much more better. Good finale, methinks. I think nobody got the native-american-galactic theme, but whatever. They got the Album of the Year, neneer.

3.- The Fashion

Overall comment: I know Heineken paid big $$$ to make the red carpet green, but did they pay the people as well? Everyone was wearing green last night.

- Oh my God! Mary J. Blige killed Big Bird!
- Beyonce. She looked nice and lovely and stuff.
- Sting in a kilt was yummy. Or was that a skirt? I don't know if it still counts as a kilt if you're not wearing tartan, but a silky fabric. Anyway.
- JC Chasez. He finally dressed up as a man, opossed to the awful rags he usually wears to these things. And I love him, but I really disliked him on the interviews he gave yesterday. Probably he wasn't on his best day, but what a dickhead, really.
- Joe Perry is the sex. And Steven Tyler looked nice as well, though I am starting to think he and Steven Cojocauru are long-lost brothers.
- Queen Latifah is so gorgeous she makes me cry.
- Sean Astin. Do you get cuter than this? I don't think so.
- For the first time in our lifetime, we could see a dress of Christina Aguilera where we can't actually see her clitoral piercing. Shockah!
- John Mayer,
cut your hair. And just because you're emo it doesn't mean you can't smile every now and then.
- Lil' Kim's nose is two surgeries away from Michael Jackson's. Who cares about her dress? She's always skanky.
- The Osbournes looked very good, especially Jack (sure sign of the apocalypse). As far as the Queer Eye guys go, Kyan is ok, Carson is a total Liberace disgrace and Thom Filicia makes me wish I was a gay man, because DAMN! *dryhumps* ;)

I'm sick. :(

My tummy is angry with me despite the fact I just feed it healthy stuff. So, the last two days have been spent in bed with an upset stomach, feeling miserable and feverish (in a bad way).

I finally got around to eat chicken soup, and I think it did me good. I don't feel like kneeling in front of the porcelain God, at least.

But I haven't read my LJ friends page in two days and I fear I'll be reading for two days in a row. I guess I'll give myself 10 minutes of bishounen and then bed again.

The Grammys are tonight, right? Aren't the hobbitses invited there? I feel like looking at Dom with leather pants and eyeliner.

Individually, they're hot. Together they're smoking
(which could be said about all of them, but
more so these two). They're funny, they've got
accents, and are sweet and care about each
other. Yum.


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Honk if you like the Monaboyd. ;)

This morning I got an e-mail from my friend Rajzea. See, Rajzea was my best friend on my last two years in college -- the one I made my grade thesis with, the one person who knew me best in the whole world, the one person I could trust with everything. Everything. She was the Jay to my Silent Bob. After we graduated, though, she had to move to another state, and since such is life, we lost contact. I went through this phase where I hated her, because I felt abandoned by her and thought she had forgotten me and that perhaps she didn't love me as much as I loved her. You know. Girl stuff. I got over that eventually, until we finally we got re-acquainted with each other recently. It was a bit of a shock to realize how much different we are now. How much we've changed, how much we've grown. However, that... *thing* we had together seems to be still there, absolutely intact. I guess you can never break a bond that strong, after all. I wish I could describe the feeling -- it's a sort of certainty in your heart that tells you that this person is meant to be in your life, and that despite whatever plans destiny has in store, this person is supposed to be there, coming and going, like a wave. And of course I do have other people in my life now -- fuck, I have the most AMAZING friends in the whole world -- but it's somewhat bittersweet not to have her around.

So, this morning she sent me pictures from her Christmas vacations on the US. She looked really happy and really beautiful in those -- so much that I started to cry in the most embarrassing way (I was at the office). I guess I hadn't realized how much I'd missed her all this time (I haven't seen her in, what? Three years?), and finally getting to see her face was really fucking heavy. I really felt like hugging her, and I couldn't. In a way, I think I mourned for the time lost, and for the time we won't have, since we'll never be the way we were 5 years ago. There's no lost love, though. As strange and weird and eccentric as she is, I guess there's no way for me to fall out of love with her.

Damn hormones are driving me crazy these days -- I seriously need to get out of this funk. And I have The Sound of Music soundtrack playing in the background. Dig the irony.

I've spent the last two hours listening pandemoniumfromamerica clips, and I don't know how I've been able to live without listening to Half Fling. It's the most hysterically funny cute thing I've heard in my whole life.

Of course, the experience wouldn't have been the same had I not found the lyrics.

::happy sigh::

1) Mom went to the urologist yesterday, and turns out the guy who made the firt test on her kidneys was on bad crack, because the doctor told her she only had one (one!) little stone in her right kidney. WTF? He told her she needed no diet and no meds -- just another test to make sure she really is ok. Her chocoholic self was deliriously happy, yo! Hee. So no surgery. Thank goodness.

2) I woke up all achy because of the cold. The arthritis kicked in full force and I had to wake up like 20 minutes earlier in order to be realy on time. Horrible. I felt like a rusty robot. I couldn't move properly and my back and my wrists hurt like a motherfucker. Of course I ended up getting cranky and miserable -- by the point I got to the office I was beyond depressed. Had to lock myself up in the bathroom for 20 minutes to get myself together. I hate it when I get like this.

3) Mommy, look at the pretty Dom on Craig Kilborn! And um, mommy? Look at the scary tinhats, too.

Now, seriously. I find hard to grasp the concept of those people who blindly believe their slash is real. I honestly couldn't care less if Dom and Elihah are gay or not, but really. Who gives a fuck? And why should you give a fuck? And most importantly, why should you build a "Dom does PR before the Oscars so the homophobe voters won't find about the Forbidden Hot Gay Affair he has with Elijah" theory based on thin air that came out of your ass? That shit's creepy, man.

Bowie with Dom and Elijah.



My life suddenly seems complete.

"I am sorry that anyone was offended by the wardrobe malfunction during the halftime performance of the Super Bowl. It was not intentional and is regrettable."

-- Justin Timberlake, "apologizing" for exposing Janet Jackson's breast during the Super Bowl Half-Time performance

Hee. It was weird, really. When I came back to my room, half of the performance had passed already and there was Janet Jackson singing. I really, really liked her outfit, especially from the waist down. It had a Gondorian punk vibe that made chainmail sexy. Then comes Justin, who obviously needs to eat a burger, or desperately needs to find pants that fit him better, considering he has a really nice ass. Anyway. J and J bump and grind and also lipsynch in the most horrible way I've seen in years, and there, at the end, Justin reaches out for Janet's breast and rips off the right cup of her costume's bra. I go all WTF, and swear I can see a nipple piercing and all. At the end, it's not that the exposing itself was shocking, it was just so out of place it felt ten kinds of weird. Then I just didn't know if it had really happened, beacuse it was so fast, and then the commentarors didn't say a thing. Hello, it was Janet Jackson's right boob there, people! Ackowledge it! ;)

So, today MTV tries the denial game and say they didn't know about it and CBS says sorry, we didn't mean to show you Ms. Jackson's boob. On the other hand, The Drudge Report says they all knew about it, something that's kind of obvious when you see the pictures and realize Janet Jackson had a golden pastie on her breast. Yeah, we all wear pasties undeneath our clothes normally just in case Justin Timberlake feels like taking advantage of wardrobe malfunctions. ;)

I'm totally laissez-faire, laissez-passer on all this stuff, but I wonder what are they gonna try to pull off next. Fellatio? Watch out for the Oscars just in case.

The Count's Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

It started with a simple affection for counting and
the terror it induced in others, didn't it?
But now it's turned into a full-blown life-
consuming chaotic nightmare of order,
repetition, zealousness, and perfectionism.
You used to be so grand, but now you find
yourself obsessively worrying over the littlest
things--like, maybe if you don't check the
light switch at least once every two minutes,
the electricity will go out (and damnit, you're
a vampire--that shouldn't be a problem!), or
maybe if you don't wash your hands until your
seams are coming out, you'll get some fatal
disease. Get yourself some treatment.


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