embarassing celebrity crush confession...(or "i am decent, i also happen to be naked.")

i should be working on my paper but i'm not. w made me huevos rancheros for breakfast adn i have been laying shamelessly on my belly on the ottoman playing internet scrabble (new words added today, including "qi" (chinese spiritual healing power) and "za" (slang for pizza) and watching movies.

vague once posted about movies that you would always watch if you were flipping through and they came on. i would like to humbly add (thanks to v for the permission to split infinitives!!) "the goodbye girl" to that list. neil simon is a great writer; it's funny, compelling, and you immediately get invested in the characters (beautifully played by marcia mason, richard dreyfuss, and quinn cummings).

this is the embarassing part. one of my first celeb crushes of memory was richard dreyfuss. weird? you bet. and it doesn't persist, unless i can specify the richard dreyfuss of roughly 1972-1977 (think american graffiti, jaws, close encounters of the third kind). but i've never had a thing for the conventionally attractive.

3 days*3acres*3000 men

i just wanted to thank vague for tipping me off to achewood. i am really enjoying the great outdoor fight, and am totally on the edge of my seat! it hadn't even occurred to me that ray was going to have to take out beef! the drama! the suspense!

what a sad day

it's official--anna nicole smith (diet pill shill, stripper made good, old-dude-buggerer, guess jeans model, crazy lady) has watched a US Supreme Court argument and i haven't.

and i'm fucking pissed at rachel ray. yes that rachel ray. i just got her book, the one with 365 30-minute meals. i made the maccaroni and cheese tonight and it kinda sucked. i should have just gone to the food network website and made alton brown's. that's what i was imagining. i was actually fantasizing about my grandma's mac and cheese with tomato. i should have just called my mom for the recipe and got it over with. my roux didn't thicken properly and there was twice as much pasta as there should have been. it was still edible, i mean it's pasta with tons of cheese and milk. it just wasn't what i was expecting.

and rachel, you should be careful about cooking in slinky outfits like that. spatter!

while watching the news tonight...

me: for the love of god, PLEASE don't ever shoot me in walmart!
w: no, honey, i'd take you somewhere nice if i was gonna shoot you.