Image from my favorite Project Runway blog: Project Rungay

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In Britney news: she allowed her paparazzi boyfriend to move in with her.

For the past week my DVD player has been broke and that kind of ruins my schedule of watching Grey’s Anatomy seasons 1-3 every waking second. Seriously. It’s like what I do. There isn’t anything on televison? Pop in Grey’s DVD. Since my DVD player is broke, it’s been throwing me off. It’s too quiet in my room. I usually have something on the tv all the time as background noise, even if I’m not really paying attention. I’m not interested in anything else I have on dvd right now. My cables been jacked too, so for some reason, all I’m getting is fuzzy snow. My DVD player was necessary!

Yesterday I went to the boy’s and SURPRISE! I have a brand new little DVD player now! He’s the best.

Here is where I need help. I need to start watching something else or my Grey’s DVDs will get worn out. That would be pretty pathetic!

Favorite movies and television shows on DVD, please? GO!

Christina Aguilera has popped! It’s been reported she’s had a boy. Let’s hope she gives the baby a normal name and is a better momma than her Mouseketeer friend, Britney!

It also seems Nicole Ritchie is currently at the hospital giving birth to her own little bundle of joy with Douchebag Madden.

Harlow Winter Kate Madden was also born today. I think I like her name a lot. I wrote about this in the comments, but had to add it here to!

Who’s bb will be cuter?

This entry is jumbled and random and a mess, but since that is the current state of my brain right now, it is what you get. Expect a coherent entry soon.

For most of the day yesterday, I thought it was Friday. Not like it really world have mattered because I am off today, but still. I had plans today to do a million things, things like go purchase my school books and go to Borders to see if they finally have Moleskine planners in. Seriously, I went to two places last weekend and their were none. Usually you can find piles upon piles of Moleskin planners. Who are all these bitches buying up all of them? I do not appreciate this at all, they are throwing off my new year!

I really want ice cream so that was on my list of things to do. There is this homemade candy and ice cream place kinda near by and oh man, it’s so good. A hot fudge sundae probably has like 37,000 calories, but it is so worth it and for the past couple weeks I have been having, I deserve two!

Really, I don’t know if I will do all those things, well school books at least today. I will probably wait to fight the crowds on Monday for my school books. Borders and ice cream will probably get done sometime this weekend. I’m just exhausted. I woke up at 11:30 and feel like I can go back to sleep. The stress of all this crap at home is just exhausting me. Right now, I am going to lay in my bed and go through google reader and read Oh No They Didn’t! until I feel like getting up, showering and going to boyfriend’s.

DUDE, what was up with Grey’s Anatomy last night? How are they going to mess with Bailey again? First, her husband almost dies, now her baby? You’re killing me, Shonda! Killing me! Christina holding Tuck’s hand? You may have killed me again because of the tears streaming down my face. BUT this Rose/McDreamy/Meredith storyline is completely stupid. Rose is annoying, McDreamy is a loser and Meredith is whiny and pathetic. She also needs to brush her freaking hair. Seriously.

I want a new phone. I love my Blackberry Pearl, but once they release the crack for the new versions of the iPhone, I’m buying one. It better work with my site, my Pearl won’t let me log into the admin part of my site and it’s annoying.

Victoria: again. Maya: 1 and 2
Posh Spice and Marc Jacobs? M.I.A. and Marc Jacobs? Doesn’t do it for me. I like them all on their own, even Victoria (so major) but they just aren’t Marc girls. What do you think? I think Marc is losing his damn mind. It’s showing in his designs too.

What are you guys doing this weekend?

P.S. It is still de-lurking week. Get on it.

Another Wednesday passes, as does another crappy Project Runway episode. Today we write about prom. Oh, prom! Do you remember your prom? I went with friends to prom, although I did get asked like 2 days before (who waits until 2 days before prom to ask someone?! Seriously.) but I turned him down because I already made plans with the girls. On to the only thing that matters for prom: the dress. I lived out all my princess dreams that day, well not all as I still want to be a princess when I grow up. Yeah, that’s right, I looked like a big, lilac cupcake on my prom night and I loved EVERY FREAKING SECOND OF IT. I’m not ashamed of my princess dress. Although, now if I had to go to prom, Betsy Johnson all the way, dude. That crazy, cartwheelin’ broad knows exactly how to make a party dress.

So if you haven’t guessed by now, the challenge was to make a prom dress for a high schooler. The girls got to pick which designer they worked with though. Victorya got picked last and the girl told her that she ended up being stuck with her. Ha! That’s what you get Victorya for being so boring and bossy. Christian seemed to have met his match when it came to his client. This bratty little girl wouldn’t shut up and Christian hated it, then tried to blame everything on her during judging. Maybe now he knows what the other designers feel like when he opens his mouth?

Oh and did Heidi not look fierce as hell with this dress on? I need this dress in my life.

Let’s get to the designers’ dresses:

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Haven’t you heard? It’s De-lurking Week! Come on out of the bloggy woodwork and say hi! Seriously. I don’t bite. Well…maybe, if you think leggings are pants, but other than that we should be okay!

I will, if you will. Hell, comment even if you aren’t a lurker. I promise to comment on every blog I read (even ones I regularly read and comment on!) for the rest of this week, even if it’s through Google reader.

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So I’m pretty sure I have the best readers out there. I want to thank you guys for all the comments, support and even offers of going out and getting wasted with me! You are all wonderful. Seriously, I’ve been writing here since October and never expected that many people would read, let alone comment but here we are. You are all fabulous and if I was rich — drinks, shoes and handbags on me.

I’ll write a recap on last nights very, very disappointing Project Runway later today. If that won’t do, go read Tiff’s, her recaps are way better than mine anyway!

I seem to be following a trend: one real post and one nonsense celebrity or “celebrity” gossip post a day. I should start my own blog just for my gossip commentary, I swear I have much to say about EVERYTHING. Anyway, there is a real post below this if you choose to read it.

On to Speidi, this picture is from Heidi and Spencer’s beach frolic. Obviously NSFL (not safe for life), because well, nothing that they do is good on the eyes. Pay attention to the photo, what’s Spence doing in the background while Heidi poses for photographers?!

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It’s just one of those days. I’m feeling some venting coming, probably a little ranting thrown in.

I mentioned this once before and haven’t really brought it up since, my mom told my dad she wants a divorce the day I came home from vacation. It basically came out of nowhere, not too long ago her and my dad were discussing places to move when he retired, so we were all shocked. There was not like a series of things that led up to it. Ever since then, my mom has been trying to act like nothing happened and told my brother we (my sister, dad and I) would forget about it soon enough. She refused to talk about it to my dad or us, saying she doesn’t have to justify anything to us and that we are old enough, so we shouldn’t care what she does. I’m sorry, last time I checked justifying and talking about what’s going on and where we are going from here are completely different things. Am I right? So basically, you can cut the tension with a knife in my house. Yesterday, after much prodding, my dad finally got her to talk some and she decided she is moving out and looking for apartments and that is all she has to say. It’s absolutely maddening. I think she is being very selfish. You just tore this family apart out of nowhere and refuse to talk about what’s going on? I just don’t understand.

I live at home while I am in school. I probably will until I graduate. I just don’t see working as a  part time nanny paying the bills and rent in Chicago. With all this stuff going on at home, this is the last place I want to be. I’m lucky I have a boyfriend who will whisk me away and out when I feel like I just can’t take it anymore. I really just want to be anywhere but here right now, I feel like I need a vacation, even though I just got back. I want to just go somewhere and when I come back, everything will have settled down in it’s new place and I will be able to just merge right back in to life.

On a less serious note –

- my 100 Things page got lost in the Great Blog Fiasco of 08. I only have 10 things about me now and I’ll be damned if I rewrite 90 things again. It took me forever the first time!

- I start school next week. I have to buy books. I HATE BUYING BOOKS. I hate is almost as much as when I sell them back and they give me mere pennies for my $150 book. Robbing me blind!

- The writer’s strike blows. The boyfriend and I have resorted to movies, movies we have seen before, cheesy movies, tv movies, just about anything. I don’t know how much more bad reality television I can take. Trust me, I watch the Hills, I can handle bad “reality” shows.

- Dude. Why does web design cost so much? I just want a cute custom theme for my bloggy here and don’t really have $400 to spare.

Enough of the whining, let’s end this entry with something cute.

What will that crazy ass Tyra think of next? Oh, I know. How about some America’s Next Top Model dolls? Yeah, that sounds about right. Maybe she will also include a story about how she was once a doll when she started modeling! Or maybe tips on how to smile with your eyes!

Pick your poison. Paisely, Sienna or Sidney?

 Should you so choose to buy one of these fierce ass dolls, you can do so on ebay.

A week and a half ago I was in Las Vegas. Never having been there before, I was so excited! I was to leave the day after Christmas and stay for 4 days, 3 nights. I’ve been talking about it forever. I did Vegas shopping, bought two little black dresses, 2 pairs of shoes, got my hair cut and stepping foot in the salon was a feat in itself, let me tell you! — I was so freaking ready.

Then The Christmas Curse came and those little black dresses never got worn.

See, every year for the past 3-4 years, I’ve been sick on Christmas. I always end up getting a horrible cold and feel miserable. It never fails, which is why I dubbed it the Christmas Curse. I should have expected this year would be no different.

After the most uncomfortable flight ever, we finally land and basically drop our shit off in our rooms and we are off! It was pretty chilly the whole time we were there, around 30 degrees. Walking up and down the strip all day with an awful cold, left me exhausted by the time it was time to hit up the clubs. The first night, I sucked it up and was ready to hit up LAX, but our plans got thrown off track due to black shoes and a creepy cab driver. That story deserves it’s own entry though, TRUST ME. It’s coming though. The next two nights, I just couldn’t do it. My face was a bright shade of red, my eyes hurt like hell, runny nose and scratchy throat. My head weighed a million pounds and every time I ate, I felt like I was going to be sick. That’s what happens when you go from eating practically nothing, so you, yourself, don’t weigh a million pounds to eating a bunch of heavy food all day. Not smart. Anyway, point is — I was out by 10 every night. I couldn’t help it. I was exhausted. That did not stop me from making the most of the time I was up and about though! I will write more about that later though. Let’s just take it slow!

I didn’t take as many pictures as I would have liked. Also, when you take out the pictures that actually show my face, you don’t have much. I can’t find my camera cord so the cute, cuddly tigers and other pictures will have to wait until next time.

Since I have no camera, you get the couple pictures the boyfriend took with the iPhone!

That’s our little hotel peeking out in the back, you know with the huge Statue of Liberty and giant roller coaster. The New York New York was a great place to stay for my first trip to Las Vegas.

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