I have a lot of free time

I have a lot of free time. And I decided to spend it wisely so, instead of doing something useful, I took a couple of tests and it seems like the world agrees with me on one thing: I’d make a great couple with one of my loves.

Who is Your Ideal TV Boyfriend?

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See? Ok, I admit I might have been distracted by some pictures(but come on…there’s been no new Heroes stuff for months *cries softly) so I think I answered a couple of question by looking at the picture instead of reading and just picking something that seemed ok. But I’d still date Peter :D.And any shortcomings he might have(I'd really rather date second season Peter instead of the first season one) will be overlooked because the man can fly!(don't tell me it's not real...I couldn't stand the thought). And after that happens we can get as a pet:

Which TV Dog is Your Ideal Pet?

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The perfectest(I know that's not a word) pooch in the whole wide world(after my own, of course).
Me, Peter and Paul Anka…what a life that’d be…

I’m such a nice person

Ok, so here goes another one of my early-morning—late-night posts. I hate weddings. I have never imagined myself in a white silky(or satiny) dress going down the aisle to meet my true love at the end(for “Sex and the city” fans- remember when Carrie tried on a wedding dress and had an allergic reaction? That’s me!). I despise the whole process, from picking cheesy invites to coordinating menus and whatnot. I strongly believe that Lorelai had it right when she chose “We have buried the putrid corpse of liberty” as a quote for her wedding invitations. That being said(and trust me, this rant is a whole lot longer in my head---Luke-rant lenght) I accept the fact that since I am now an adult(or so people claim- I have my doubts that a person who spent the night watching “Wacky Racers” clips on YouTube can be considered an adult but I digress) weddings are things I am expected to attend from time to time. Be it the wedding of my brother, my cousin or a friend, I have made peace with the prospect. But I will not be happy! And here comes the reason for the tile of this post: I have to go to a wedding in February. A wedding for a couple of people I have met once or twice(and I couldn’t pick them out of a lineout if my life depended on it). But I have a friend who hates weddings as much as I do and he has to go to the thing and I will go with him, because I am a nice person and I cannot let him suffer alone. It will be a long and painful night, complete with a very large amount of people that I despise, hate or that simply bore me to death trying to guess if I’m with him(as in a couple), even though we’ve made it clear plenty of times that we are not, in any shape or form, and many other equally delightful conversations. Ain’t love grand?

Now please excuse me while I go and try to put myself in a coma that last until December so I can skip all the weddings that I must go to this year(4 as of now).
And my mood isn’t exactly helped by the fact that I’m watching Gilmore season 2, which begins with the planning of a wedding, and ends with an actual wedding.

Edited later to add(but then again I always edit this things 10 times): I am the most graceful person in the world. I should be a ballerina. Or at least have someone chase(mm…Chase…googly eyes thinking of dr. Chase) me around all day with a camera. I was sitting in my chair and I wanted to start some coffee and I leaned down to press the button and…you guessed it. I fell and banged my head in the coffee machine(try to imagine the scene)! I swear the three Stooges have nothing on me! A perfect “World funniest videos” moment and I missed taping it…that’s my way to fame and fortune!

‘Morning

My internet is driving me crazy. For the last 4 evenings the poor baby’s been on a break! Argh! But that means that you can enjoy more of my 3-4-5 AM posts that contain absolutely nothing even remotely interesting but I don’t remember ever saying that I have anything interesting to say so that explains the amount of uninteresting babbling. Got the point through all the uses of “interesting” in that sentence? In other news, I finished watching the first season of Gilmore Girls and started the second. No, I’m not obsessed. Why would you think that?

Skipping to the next subject with absolutely no trace of segue whatsoever: I hate movies that come in parts! Last night I watched the second part of “Rose Red”. I have alarms every week to remind me to watch it because it’s the 5th time I’ve tried. The first time I managed because they showed it 4 nights in a row so…there ya’ go. Not even my brain is that useless. But I do like it. And the guy that plays Nick is yummy. Or at least I think his name is Nick. I’m really bad with names.

And on another totally unrelated note here comes my latest shameful obsession. I've been listening to Carrie Underwood's "Before he cheats" for the last couple of hours. I feel lame. And I have no clue what exactly I like about that song because I think that trashing someone's car is one of the worst things you could do(just after picking on someone's puppy).What did the poor car do? Go trash his apartment, or guitar, or something...buit not the car,man!(I think I have also an unhealthy obsession for cars).But still cool song.

The fourth subject is actually a clip because I am in a MacGyver mood(don’t even ask) and I was reading something and one thing led to another... I haven’t seen an episode in years but I miss it. Adelina…this one’s for you!(One might think that this is a MacGyver clip but nope...that'd be too easy.)

Heath Ledger is dead

I'm in shock. I didn't particulary like him as an actor but it's still...wow. It's gonna make watching the new Batman movie a whole lot weirder.
Ok, think about this: the last Joker was Jack Nicholson. He's 70. Heath was 28. The new Joker died before the last Joker.
Here's a link from BBC to the article.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7203797.stm

My internet hates me

Well, the fact that this is the second night in a row when I'm posting at 3 AM might be a clue that the damned thing hates me! *cries histerically* But, on the bright side, I'm almost up to day with all my fanfics. And as a bonus, I wrote another sweet and short one-shot(really, really short). Again, Gilmore but is that surprising to anyone?Here ya' go!(for non-Gilmore maniacs, Rory's favourite flowers are sunflowers)

Decisions

People have to make decisions everyday. Some times they’re easy decisions, like what you’re going to eat, or wear, or what movie you’ll see. Sometime they’re hard. Painful, heartbreaking decision…and in the end you can just hope you got it right and pray for the best. Sometimes, even the hardest decisions are easy to make. Other times, it’s the other way around.
I stood there, in my mother’s living room, looking at the bouquet on the table. It was beautiful…anyone could have told you that. There were at least a hundred red roses, placed delicately in a big vase, with little branches of baby’s breath thrown in among them. It was perfect. Round, greatly thought out, not one single rose fading. It had a nice card, printed on expensive paper, that said nice things. And it was for me. Next to it, there was a book in which someone had placed a single sunflower. It wasn’t perfect…the petals didn’t form a perfect circle and a few of them had even started to fall on the table.
This was an easy decision to make.
I picked up the flower from the book and bolted through the door, to the man that was waiting for me. The same black, unruly hair, the same dark eyes that changed every second, sometimes annoyed, sometimes happy, never empty, the same fingers that tangled perfectly with mine.
He wasn’t perfect…but neither am I.

If you say you don't like it I'm gonna cry.

And just for the record, never drink coffee while watching Gilmore. Me splattering coffee all over myself and the screen was not a pretty or lady-like sight(it's amazing that I can still laugh like a maniac when I watch it, isn't it?).

I need to get a life

There are resons why people like me should never be allowed online. One of them is that I am an obsessed geek/fangirl and I would and will buy/beg for anything that I like and what is the Internet if not an amazing collectin of rubbish that I do not need but desperately want. One of them, at the moment, is a baby. No, I haven't completely lost my mind. But if I had a baby I could dress it in one of these things:

If you do not know who "The Clash" are, please do me a favour and go shoot yourself in the head now!

On to the next topic of the day: my Gilmore retrospective. As you remember from a few posts ago I have started watching the DVD's again, from season 1 to 7. And I am noticing a lot of things I didn't before. I guess the billionth time really opens your eyes. Actually I don't think I could have noticed them before because my "Heroes" obsession is quite new, or at least newer then the Gilmore obsession but I've noticed that a lot of actors from Heroes have also appeared on Gilmore Girls. Ok, so we have Milo Ventimiglia, but everybody knows that. Except for him there are quite a number of actors that I notice(and start squealing "Look, there's X" which is quite weird because I watch these alone).
Example 1: Masi Oka(Hiro) played a philosophy student in season 2, "Road trip to Harvard".
Example 2: The chick who played Eden(I forgot her name, shame on me), also plays a student at Chilton in season 1.
Example 3: Christine Rose(Angela), plays Christopher's mom(ok, this one I had read somewhere but that didn't stop me from squealing "Angela!"-actually the dialogue in my head went more like this "I know her, how do I know her, different hair, Angela!" but I have to say that I watched that at 5 in the morning so my brain is dead).

And to the third and final topic of the day: Mark selby won the Saga Masters snooker championship! Congrats, Mark...wanna celebrate? *awkward wink* Ok, bad, bad me since he has a girlfriend but I'm allowed to hope and pray! :D

Uh-oh

I’m 20. I just realized that. I think I get the prize for slowest person on earth to catch a point(just 3 months, though). But the fact that I’m 20 means that I’m in my twenties(amazing deductive skills at work there, people). People get real jobs in their twenties. People get married in their twenties. People have kids in their twenties. People are no longer in their teens in their twenties(another brilliant conclusion here). I am old. If genetics has any role I will son be gray as well. Jeebus! I need tequila, soon and a lot. And a hot 18 year old to remind me that I’m not that much older then him. Nope…doesn’t work. The fact that I can legally date a guy who’s 2 years younger than I am is creepy. I need a 30-year old hot guy to remind me that I am still not that old. If only Milo were available. Dump the midget and give me a call, love! ;)