07.19.07
Hate Mail
In order to decompress from some of my pending Bar-Exam stress, I’ve been streaming old episodes of Celebrity Fit Club 5. I just got done watching the season finale during a break today. All I can really say about it is this (and I’m fully aware I’m something like 2 months late with this observation)…
Screech, (oh, I’m sorry… DUSTIN DIAMOND) you are the BIGGEST DOUCHEBAG I have ever seen in all my years. And I’ve met my fair share of douchebags. You constantly amaze me at the lengths you’ll go to in order to extend your 15 minutes of fame. From your “leaked” sex tape (yeah, we ALL know that YOU leaked it… the only one proud of that nasty schlong is you…) to your “Save My House From Foreclosure” campaign (which in itself was majorly tacky, especially considering that my sources tell me you weren’t even CLOSE to losing your house and the whole thing was just a publicity stunt), to your proclamations that you were “THE STAR” of Celebrity Fit Club 5… I’ve never seen such a publicity whore SO DESPERATE for attention.
There’s a reason that you were the only cast member to be in ALL of the Saved by the Bell spin-offs: It’s because you’re annoying, a sub-par actor, and frankly, no one wants to see your ugly mug anymore.
I didn’t even start watching CFC because of you. I watched because it thought it would be fun to see Marcia from The Brady Bunch… and because my brother listens to quite a bit of Cledus T. Judd’s work… and because even though I was a die-hard Claymate, I also rooted for Kimberely Locke on American Idol 2. And who in the hell can forget Tiffany, Da Brat, and Warren G… all musicians who had pretty big hits during my “generation.” Who the hell were YOU? Some lame ass loser from an annoying Saturday morning television show. Yep, you were the star, all right. (In all fairness, I had NO clue who Ross Matthews was. But he came across better than you did on camera.) You said more annoying things and showed such poor judgment that I was left speechless on more than one occasion. If you dropped dead tomorrow, I would not shed a tear. Please kindly piss off.
Hugs and kisses,
Faith
P.S. I also find it incredibly amusing that you have been the only celebrity on record to lose a domain name dispute to a PARODY site. That, in itself, says everything that needs to be said. The parody site, by the way, ROCKS.
Hump-Day Hottie: The File-Under-Duh Edition
Forgive me for the blatent obviousness of my selection for this week. I HATE HATE HATE how much time this is eating up, but I think the license at the end of it all will be worth the struggle and occasional tears. (Yes, I’ll admit this test has made me cry.)
Yes, for those of you in the dark, I think Dale Earnhardt, Jr. is SMOKIN’ HOT.
As I said, “File Under Duh.”
07.11.07
Moment of Silence
Today would have been my father’s 77th birthday. He’s been gone almost two years, and you’d think this would be getting easier. It’s not. Actually, I feel like it’s gotten harder. Part of it is because I’m stressed over the Bar Exam, but I think the bigger chunk of it is just that I miss my father more than I could possibly put into words. I wish that you guys could have met him. He was a trip and a half.
I know that I shouldn’t be sad because that’s not what my father would have wanted, but it’s not easy to just “tell” myself that I’m going to be okay. I know that I have reminders of my father everywhere I look, not just in the physical things I inherited from him after he passed. I see my father in a lot of my mannerisms, from my stubborn independence and dry sense of humor to my desire to fight injustice and my passion for politics (even though my dad and I were on TOTALLY opposite ends of the spectrum: He was a card-carrying member of the NRA, where I tool around town with a bumper sticker that reads “1.20.09.” This sparked MANY a debate. My dad even went as far to say that he and I should have an AM radio show… kind of a point/counterpoint thing. It would have been interesting, to say the least. )
Sometimes it would just be nice to tell my dad how much I miss him in person. So I’m planning to take the rest of today to do that…
(Yes, I’ll have a belated Hump-Day Hottie…tomorrow. Today is Dad’s day.)
07.10.07
No Whammies, No Whammies….
You know, I was thinking about this the other day. And I got kinda fired up. The point of having an anonymous blog is to be able to share things ANONYMOUSLY. You’d think this would mean that I would be more honest about my life. Yet, I find that I censor quite a bit of detail about myself. I’m gonna clear up some of that right now.
In my last post, I apologized for the lack of posting. I haven’t just been busy. I’m not simply a “recent graduate school graduate.” As some of you already know, I’m a recent law school grad. *gasp* Shocking, I know. I’m not JUST going through “life changes…” I’m studying for the flippin’ Bar Exam!
Frankly, it’s been kicking my ass. I’m scared, and I need a place to vent. Normally, I would have turned to my online “journal,” so to speak… but I couldn’t say anything without revealing that little detail of myself, so I’ve been omitting it since this blog’s inception. But it’s out now. I feel… not that much better, but now at least I can freak out about taking online tests, only to find that I’ve been failing miserably… and that I secretly want to slash my cocky classmate’s tires because they’ve been talking so much smack about “acing” this exam when all I’m worried about is making sure I get a 60.0% overall. That’s right. A 60% is a passing score…. and I’m not shooting for much higher than that.
My head is a jumble of Constitutional Law, Torts, Property, Criminal Law, and all the other fun subjects my State requires. I have no clue how to organize it all and I’m afraid that when I’m sitting to take the test, I’m going to spaz out and forget everything. Anyone out there have any tips for a freaked out gal like myself?
So there you have it. Faith = really a recent law graduate. I’m not telling you where I live. Sorry. LisaB only just told us she was from Texas… and THAT took her two years, so don’t press your luck, please. You’ll end up fishing for whammys.
Oh, my GAWD, I miss that show! That is so going to be my Bar-cramming motto….
“Big bucks, big bucks, no whammies, no whammies….”
07.04.07
Hump Day Hottie: The Geeks-Can-Be-Hot-Too Edition
Long time no post! Sorry, readers. As most of you know, I am a recently graduated graduate student who is preparing for a lot of life changes. Most of the aforementioned life changes will be taking place within the next 60 days or so… EEK! I’ll keep you posted as they happen, no worries.
But I digress. Despite the hectic schedule, I was able to catch a showing of a movie that I didn’t really think I’d like. It was an action movie, which isn’t usually my cup of tea. However, can I just say how much I LOVED this movie? Yes, you need to leave all forms of reality at the door, but if you take it for what it was, it was 90-odd minutes of explosions and swearing… and a rockin’ good time. Yes, it was Live Free or Die Hard. I’m not ashamed to admit it.
The real surprise in this movie, however, was Bruce Willis’ sidekick. While I’ve never made bones about geeks being cute, I never thought that THIS geek would be cute (at least in my eyes.) But in any case, he won me over… but good. I present to you this week’s Hump Day Hottie: Justin Long.
Yes, I know he was the geek in Dodgeball. And that he’s the annoying guy from the Mac commercials. And that he was the geek in Crossroads who tried to deflower Britney Spears. And that he was in that train wreck of a movie Accepted. I stand by my choice. 
Happy Fourth!
On behalf of Faith and The Pooch…..
Happy Fourth of July! Be safe out there!
