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but I had to share it with you's... This is soooo awesome.

Gene Kelly Re-animated.

wrinkle cream

so this was a convo that occurred at lunch today....some of the I.T. guys were discussing chemical peels and microderm abrasion (don't ask me how that came up?!?) when my coworker looked at me and said......

Tim: "[missy] you're going to have a lot of wrinkles when you get older."
Me: "uuuuum, er, uh well i uh already have some."
Tim: "because you laugh a lot."
Me: "ooh right, yeah i guess i will."

and then i laughed and showed them my crows feet.

AAAAAAWESOME! so damnit, maybe that's why models never smile....sign me up for some laser resurfacing in five years......or just become painfully dull.

Missy "unfunny, yet wrinkle-free"

i'm just gonna assume that in 25 years there will be great strides in animal bi-product youth masks and placenta face resurfacing or something.

*laugh cry. laugh cry. frown.*

Music Fun For Everyone

Here is a list of popish albums that are great, that you may not have listened to. I have been listening to a lot of music at work lately - rediscovering some old stuff and new stuff, and really getting into it all. Anyone have anything they want to add?

Neutral Milk Hotel - an aeroplane by the sea
South Pacific - constance (it is kind of a wierd find, I don't even know if you can get it anymore)
Against Me! - Reinventing axl rose - the most uplifting anarchy beer rock ever. Thank you loren for introducing me to them!
Hot Snakes - One of my favorites, reincarnation of my college favorite "Drive Like Jehu". They have three album, each is glorious.
Rise Against - pop punk that isn't popular too much yet. Really high energy, really good. Touring now.
Unplugged Album by Neil Young - so good
Citizen Cope - good medium paced acoustic music. Listen to "Bullet and a Target" on itunes. you will see.
Atmosphere - great hip hop that is more like poetry than anything. Listent to "The bird sings why the caged I know" to get what I am saying to you. Awesome
Drag The River - Country? Wierd... but great, another one from loren. Thanks buddy
16 Horsepower - Old testament Colorado see you in hell slide guitar stuff. Big in Germany. Yes.

I see Blue, He look's glorious.

did i die?

.. or have i posted ...
booyah ... this year is gonna be sweet-ot!

I can feel it!

Lost Daze

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, it seems my life has been on fast forward since new years. After Kurt and I got back, I had to set the work mode speed to suicidal to get work done for a presentation at the beginning of next month. Still in a pretty hectic place on that.

Kurt and I went back to B-more the weekend of the 14th to start the packing process, which we did. We also saw a bunch of people at a going-away party Alex threw together for Kurt and Greg and Regina, which was sweet. We then came back, we both worked on MLK day (a big deal here in the south) and then I proceeded to get sick. I started sneezing uncontrallably on Tuesday. I knew it was going to be bad when I woke up on Wednesday. I took the day off and went to the doctor, where I found out I have a double ear infection and sinus nastiness.

I have been miserable for the past 5 days - I am finally back to work - but still coughing up a lung. Fun for the whole studio!

Kurt is still enjoying his job and we are enjoying the togetherness. Life will be great when I am well.

Cucaracha Coach

Let me begin by saying that Taco trucks kick ass, here is some context:

San Francisco is a great place to eat, to hang out and to kick around in on any random sunny afternoon. The summers tend to be foggy, which makes you want to hole up in side a bit, but the winters are clear and great.

So Becky and I wanted to get out of the house today and motor around the city. We just ran random errands - returned some stuff, etc. Around two we started getting a bit hungry for lunch, but we were in the South of Market area under a freeway and there wasn't much in the way of grubbin. Enter the taco truck... Now, I am familiar with the bullshit lunch trucks of the rest of the country - Sandwiches wrapped in saran wrap... old hot dogs on the grill... freeze dried burgers, but we were hungry and I heard the were alright, plus I love me some burritos, so why not try a simple taco.

Whenever I try a new mexican establishment, my first bet is on the chicken... if the chicken is alright, you can start diving into the scarier meats, such as pork or beef with a bit less fear. So, "one super taco with chicken please". Becky, on the other hand, cuts to te chase: "Regular asada taco".

He yells something to his friend in the back. Then I look back there - fresh tomatos, onion, and a pretty good sized crowd outside eating some good looking food. I lean on the truck, excited for my taste of real truck food. 2 bucks a taco is a bit on the pricey side, but still - it is only two bucks, and a good gamble.

"Hey you - do you want hot sauce?" Fuck yeah I want some hot sauce. 30 seconds later a steaming paper plate with two tacos teetering on collapse is pushed out by a hand. Napikins, plastic forks.

Lets check out these tacos. On the super: FRESH slices of avocado, pinto beans, tomato, garlic, onion, crazy good hot sauce, marinated chicken (grilled) on two fresh soft corn tortillas. On the regular: sour cream, salsa, hot sauce and shredded steak. We stroll back to becky's little green civic of a car, lean on the trunk and dig in with two forks. Both of us try a couple of times in vain to fold the taco, lift it up and just take one whole taco bite, but the food laughs at us and slumps back onto the plate. Tease.

Regardless, the sun is reflecting off the hood of the car, we are both leaning over our steamy meal... it is cool out but not cold outside. All is right with the world, and those tacos should have cost twenty bucks.

Pondering

just a few thoughts i had today:

*a phrase my friend used that really made me chuckle - "seems like she's going turbo slut".

"turbo slut." haha, it's right up there with a personal fave, "sorostitute." (sorority-prostitute)

*i'm convinced that my legacy at WMA will be, the "through that door" girl. already, four times today, i've scene random "talent" wandering and muttering to themselves. right around the time they're thinking about panicking, i finally ask, "may i help you?" "uuuuh, ooooh, yeah, how do i get outta here?" or "how do i get to the lobby?" or "where's the bathroom." i then politely point and say, it's right out the BIG, BROWN DOOR YOU'RE STANDING IN FRONT OF.

to which they sometimes chuckle, say thanks or just say nothing and walk out like the cocks that they are. the best though, is when a few seriously say, "wow, i never woulda guessed that." or "hmm, how was i to know that?" i then relay, "that's okay..." all the while, pointing up to the NEON GREEN EXIT SIGN hanging right above them. sometimes they get it, sometimes they don't.

you see, they come in through a different door (five feet away) and eventually get turned around in the simplistic maze that is our office. somehow a SQUARE has become too much to remember. don't worry, they often drop bread crumbs on their way in and out...they just don't do it intentionally. which leads to my next point.

*Actors are pigs. am i surrounded by all the insecure thespians who were kicked out of their houses in highschool, hence they never learned to clean up after themselves? the males AND females here spill coffee, tea, bread, piss, you name it, all over the place like a public fucking kitchen/restroom. i'm disgusted atleast twice a day. the bathrooms are atrocious. i've never known so many females piss all over the seat. i mean, wtf ladies? where are they squatting? there's no need...USE THE TOILET SEAT COVERS. and normally you KNOW when you've missed the bowl...it's YOUR OWN PISS, SO CLEAN IT UP.

woah, my blood pressure is rising...but let me just say that i've come up with some pretty clever comments in my head and the next time it happens, i'm so ready to enter the lobby full of lazy, dirty "talent" and provide them with a powerpoint presentation of their mess and proper social etiquette. *SNAP*

the poor facilities people are constantly wiping things down and picking things up. they're the ones that have the real stories. i'm gonna have to go break up their "almuerza" one day and get some good content in my finest spanglish.

*my coworker's wife makes crack cookies. i don't know what's in them, but they are amazing. you know how sometimes you'll have a cookie and think, "eh it was okay, but not really worth eating." not these. they look like basic chocolate chip cookies, but the second it hits your lips, your eyes glaze over and you can think of nothing more than....how can i get another one?!?

he knows they are my weakness, so he teases me with them. he's my dealer and i'm the sugar-fiend standing in the shadows waiting to pounce on the tupperware container that holds my fix. i must look like a tree shredder when i eat them... mulch crumbs flying everywhere as i devour my crack pie. i wish you all could try them....alas, there is no recipe. this mythical woman just "throws them together." sans recipe. i hate being a junkie.

*more later....it's time for lunch.

.iMplants.

Sorry for being such a link hoser these days. Someday I'll write something relevant.

iMplants...it's true

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Small Print (ipod shuffle)

Do the shuffle
check the bottom of the page

2. Do not eat iPod shuffle.

Net to the Flix

Bobot and I joined netflix last night and suddenly I blanked on the entire movie industry...

Once I was signed in, I forgot what movies were, let alone what I wanted to rent. It is insane how many films they have. First, I rented guitar playing for dummies... yes! Next, The wire season 1.... oh oh, and Super Size Me, OH, and rivers and tides, and OH... wait, I ran out.. what other movies are out there?

I think we should rent one "documentary/learning" dvd at a time, one sweet movie (in my napolean dynamite voice), and one indie film... er... maybe I am getting a bit carried away, but what the hell else should I rent?

Talk to me people, get me a list!

My-uh-hee! , My-uh-hoo!

This is my vision for Talcam.

Crazy surreal iPod movie & iProdcut

iPod

iProduct <---this one made me think of you Jeremie. heheheeh.

terrible...

but funny. the inside scoop on jen and brad (the celebrities, not my friends). aaah hollywood.

http://pace.emamulti.com/bradjenang.gif

Funniest thing I've read this year.

Apparently this guy wrote this Term paper while he was high and handed it in. Here it is, with comments. Amazing.
(I hope I can get the html for this to work right in the extended entry thing.)

chain letters

"The Best Chain Letter Ever" aka i have nothing better to post today. sorry.

Hello, my name is Lewis and I suffer from the guilt of not forwarding 50
billion fucking chain letters sent to me by people who actually believe
that if you send them on, a poor 6-year-old girl in Arkansas with a breast
on her forehead will be able to raise enough money to have it removed
before her redneck parents sell her to a traveling freak show
Do you honestly believe that Bill Gates is going to give you, and everyone
to whom you send "his" email, $1000?

How stupid are we?

"Ooooh, looky here! If I scroll down this page and make a wish, I'll get
laid by a model I just happen to run into the next day!"

What a bunch of bullshit.

Maybe the evil chain letter leprechauns will come into my house and
sodomize me in my sleep for not continuing a chain letter that was started
by Peter in 5 AD and brought to this country by midget pilgrims on the
Mayflower.

Fuck 'em.

If you're going to forward something, at least send me something mildly
amusing. I've seen all the "send this to 10 of your closest friends, and
this poor, wretched excuse for a human being will somehow receive a nickel
from some omniscient being" forwards about 90 times.

I don't fucking care.

Show a little intelligence and think about what you're actually
contributing to by sending out these forwards. Chances are, it's our own
unpopularity.
The point being? If you get some chain letter that's threatening to leave
you shagless or luckless for the rest of your life, delete it. If it's
funny, send it on.

Don't piss people off by making them feel guilty about a leper in Botswana
with no teeth who has been tied to the ass of a dead elephant for 27 years
and whose only salvation is the 5 cents per letter he'll receive if you
forward this email.

Now forward this to everyone you know. Otherwise, tomorrow morning your
underwear will turn carnivorous and will consume your genitals.

Have a nice day.

P.S. Send me 15 bucks

Joke for the week.

Dear Abby:
My husband is not happy with my mood swings. The other day,
he bought me a mood ring so he would be able to monitor my moods. When
I'm in a good mood it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood it leaves a
big fucking red mark on his forehead. Maybe next time he'll buy me a
diamond.
Sincerely,
Bitchy in Illinois

gunk gunk.

Link of the day

Create virtual tours like a pro! This is strange, and brilliant...

http://www.mcsweeneys.net/bachelder/

Sad

" A 13-year-old boy was killed Sunday afternoon in an avalanche at the Las Vegas Ski and Snowboard Resort at Mount Charleston's Lee Canyon."

Poor kid was on a chairlift while he was hit by an avalanche.

Article Here

Talblog has a webcam

Not sure where to link this yet.... and there will probably be a lot of pictures of me in my boxers.

my new inspiration

omg this guy is so funny. i aspire to capture his wit and well, now his fame. my agency just signed him in the literary division. apparently his blog was featured in the New York Times. he's actually a third year law student at Harvard. if i had my hand more closely in the agency pot, i too would be able to mastermind something like this. however, i am merely on the outskirts. doh!

http://anonymouslawyer.blogspot.com/

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New Years Whirlwind

The great move to Atlanta has begun! I went up to Baltimore last Thursday night to spend New Years with Kurt and our friend Emily and then drive down to Atlanta so Kurt could start his new job.

When I arrived Thursday night it was the moment of truth - this whole move thing is really going to happen! It was the first weird moment of many.

Kurt went into work for his last day Friday morning while I started to pack up the kitchen. We had a nice New Years going out to dinner, did some packing, watched Napoleon Dynamite, and watched the fireworks in the Inner Harbor from Kurt's balcony, which was really cool.

The next morning we packed up wth car with the help of Emily, went to breakfast at the Golden West and finally hit the road at 2:00 pm on Saturday to start a very long drive.

Virginia went on for what seemed like forever. As the night progressed we had to stop more frequently to make it through. We passed about 500 Cracker Barrels. I kept the tunes coming with the iPod while we occasionally recited ND dialogue. We finally made it back to my apartment a little after 3 am, exhausted.

Sunday was a fairly surreal day with settling Kurt's stuff into the apartment. We both kind of looked at each other and said "now what?" One of us is usually driving the other to the airport on Sunday night.

Kurt started his job on Monday, which went really well to my relief. So now we are just starting to settle into the apartment. Little Guy has been acting out - I think he doesn't know who to bug since there are two people that can now do his bidding.

More to come…

Bored

i'm bored. becky and jeremie have gone back to the westside and i'm still in VA. so that means that jeremie took his apple airport xpress, so it's back to stealing internet. i'm such an online whore. i move my computer crack-whore setup to whichever corner provides me the best services. i have no loyalties to people, only to the five finger discount. the connection is unsecured and open for any hacka cracka in a 200 foot radius. so basically, like any good internet ho, i should just accept that my passwords have been nabbed and any savvy 12 year old is probably reading my lame and completely unscandalous emails.

to make matters suck more...i'm sick. my friend and/or aunt got me sick, so this sucks to the 12th power. i was fine until new years eve and it hit me like a pimp who hasn't been paid. all my big plans (read: not so big) have now been halted b/c my crappy immune system decided to fail me. i'm breathing out of one nostril and a trip up the stairs makes me feel like fatty mcgee. *wheeeeeeeeze wheeeeeeeeeeze* shit, i can't even stand up faster than a pregnant lady in her third trimester, or i risk falling down. how am i supposed to traverse the mall to get my errands done?

oooh but on the upside, becky and jeremie are gone, so i finally get my room back. hooray for no more sleeping on the couch!! i hate sleeping on the couch. like really hate it. after the third or fourth day i become "rather unpleasant" to be around. just ask anyone in the household. but i still do it b/c it's the best option.

so yeah, there's really no point to this blog, i'm just trying to waste time so that i don't have to get dressed and act like an adult. i mean my snowman jammies are comfortable...why should i have to take them off?!? tammy is still at work, and my parents are doing random things around the house. i don't go back to LA til tuesday morning, which means i arrive at LAX at 11:30 AM, then get to go straight to WMA and begin hating my life once again. awesome. good news, tonight i will be working on my resume. b/c well that bitch is going out and i will be acquiring myself a great job that will allow me to actually save money instead of depleting my savings. *what a change*

anyway, happy new year all and cheers to 2005 actually producing something good, unlike 2003 or 2004. seriously 2005, you best not disappoint, or i may be forced to sell drugs or marry into the mafia. fuck poverty.

damnit, i think it's raining. have a great day now.