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Mar. 29th, 2006 11:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosOkay, I hate to sound ungrateful, because God knows I'm not, but the last thing I need when I'm hormonal, lonely, and sick of not being able to find a guy who's not an unattractive abrasive tool is to see pictures of Jared Padalecki looking like THAT. That's it, planet, get my hopes up. Either you really can produce guys who look like that in nature or this area is proof that a steady diet of Rolling Rock, Old Forge pizza, Gertrude Hawk chocolates, and Turkey Hill ice cream over one man's lifetime is enough to turn him into a repellent, blithering idiot.
I swear to God I'm not normally this militant and I hate to carry out some sexist stereotype, but that bitchy initial paragraph is proof positive that I'm pretty much due to get my period right now. *seethes*
In reality show news, I forgot to tape TAR last night. Not that I missed much, I assume, considering the pattern this show's been developing this season. I saw who got kicked off and am now wondering what happened to the evil TAR icon mojo I built up the last two seasons. Have my wicked powers been stripped away?! Curses!
And tonight I've got to make sure I tape Top Chef, which it turns out is not nearly half as bad as I thought it was going to be. It probably helps that it's done by the same people who did Project Runway, and also that Chef Tom's less of a mentor making suggestions and more like an overseer assessing their work, which works for him. Katey Lee Joel still needs to loosen the hell up, though, but Heidi Klum's gotten better since her initally robotic early days. (Not that she's not still a little robotic, but let's not even get into that.) I did figure out one thing I like about Candice from the trailers for this week's episode, as grudgingly as I'm admitting it -- as least she realizes she's on a reality show, they're going to give her these goofy ass challenges, and she's having fun with it, prudish little face she made about the fetish shop notwithstanding. Is she likable? Hell, no, can't stand the bitch. Is she talented? God, no, she hasn't made anything yet I would willingly eat. But at least she's game, which is more than I can say for "I'm not an entertainer, which is funny considering I signed up for a freaking reality show" Harold and "A child's palate is beneath me" Tiffani. Hell, even Stephen's game for this stuff. He's a complete snob about it, but STILL.
I've had two hours of sleep in my butterfly chair and I can't go back to sleep. *rages*
EDIT: My one friend from work asked me in all seriousness when I was going to get around to getting a piercing while she was holding a tissue to her new lip piercing because it's infected and started bleeding last night. Uh, let me think on that ... (Also, in "Oh, HELL, no" reasoning, my cousin once had her earring ripped out when she flipped her four-wheeler. Say what you will about my tattoos, but you can't just rip them off. EW.)
I swear to God I'm not normally this militant and I hate to carry out some sexist stereotype, but that bitchy initial paragraph is proof positive that I'm pretty much due to get my period right now. *seethes*
In reality show news, I forgot to tape TAR last night. Not that I missed much, I assume, considering the pattern this show's been developing this season. I saw who got kicked off and am now wondering what happened to the evil TAR icon mojo I built up the last two seasons. Have my wicked powers been stripped away?! Curses!
And tonight I've got to make sure I tape Top Chef, which it turns out is not nearly half as bad as I thought it was going to be. It probably helps that it's done by the same people who did Project Runway, and also that Chef Tom's less of a mentor making suggestions and more like an overseer assessing their work, which works for him. Katey Lee Joel still needs to loosen the hell up, though, but Heidi Klum's gotten better since her initally robotic early days. (Not that she's not still a little robotic, but let's not even get into that.) I did figure out one thing I like about Candice from the trailers for this week's episode, as grudgingly as I'm admitting it -- as least she realizes she's on a reality show, they're going to give her these goofy ass challenges, and she's having fun with it, prudish little face she made about the fetish shop notwithstanding. Is she likable? Hell, no, can't stand the bitch. Is she talented? God, no, she hasn't made anything yet I would willingly eat. But at least she's game, which is more than I can say for "I'm not an entertainer, which is funny considering I signed up for a freaking reality show" Harold and "A child's palate is beneath me" Tiffani. Hell, even Stephen's game for this stuff. He's a complete snob about it, but STILL.
I've had two hours of sleep in my butterfly chair and I can't go back to sleep. *rages*
EDIT: My one friend from work asked me in all seriousness when I was going to get around to getting a piercing while she was holding a tissue to her new lip piercing because it's infected and started bleeding last night. Uh, let me think on that ... (Also, in "Oh, HELL, no" reasoning, my cousin once had her earring ripped out when she flipped her four-wheeler. Say what you will about my tattoos, but you can't just rip them off. EW.)
