“And where did that get Jackie O? Covered in brain.”
Has anyone seen The Bad Girls Club on Oxygen? Holy shit, those girls have behavioral issues! My problem with the show, however, is that it’s the “March of the Butterfaces”. Yes, I’m sure I sound shallow, but I’ve never seen such a pronounced example of the phenomenon. The house is filled with about 5 ROCKING bodies, attached to some of the roughest faces you could imagine. Faces carved out of granite and acne. One of them looks like a Mexican tranny, while another looks like a Persian tranny, with HORRENDOUS, evil villain eyebrows. It’s like one big post-op lovefest. But, Damn, can those girls fight! You ever seen that girl in the club, who ain’t the prettiest, but is built like a brick house? Stay away, ’cause if she gets mad, she will knock the shit out of you with a glass, while letting her friend get carted off to jail for the offense. Those chicks are that gangsta!
So, they announced that Jennie Garth is headed back to 90210, in the spin-off that The CW is developing. That’s all well and good, but I’m a bigger fan of round-the-way connections with these spin-offs. Everyone wants the former stars because they want to see who’s washed up enough to come crawling back. I, however, would much rather see the peripheral people come back. Have Emily Valentine as a tough-as-nails lesbian gym teacher. Have the Ghost of cowboy hat-wearing Scott roaming the halls of West Beverly. Remember back when Brandon was banging his married professor (portrayed by the beautiful Dina Meyer)? Have her come back for one of those ripped-from-the-headlines “teacher bangs her students” special episodes.
I did something this weekend that I’m already regretting. I’ve wanted it for so long, but the minute it was achieved, I knew I’d made a mistake: I got a Blackberry. Now, there are some pros: no more worrying about internet monitoring at work; website posts on the go; it’s a kickass little piece of gadgetry, etc.
There are also cons: I am basically borderline OCD. I do not need something that I have to check every time I hear the semblance of the little noise it makes when I get a message. I’m already text crazy, and now I’ve got 3 e-mail addresses channeled into one location. And the worst thing is that I can’t even begin to justify the cost. I could check my e-mail on my regular phone, albeit it took longer. There’s no way in Hell I’m syncing it to my work e-mail, so it’s not like it’s going to help my professional productivity. I’m not some wheeler-dealer on the go. My most important “business” is in facebook and Myspace. I probably could’ve gotten by with a Sidekick or something.Did I mention I can’t even begin to justify the cost of this?
Oh well, it’s done now. I never got around to writing this (it’s from the “lost post” I was supposed to write back in Feb, about how I thought I was going to die; it’s coming), but I lost my last, sexy-ass phone in a cab in NYC. I had every intention of buying it again, as it was so damn sexy! Stainless steel, blue backlight, slim…I would get that phone drunk and steal its panties, it was so hot! But Verizon would’ve had to order it, and I’m impatient. Plus, the marginal cost of just going up to the Blackberry was pretty small. It’s the data package I had to add on to the contract that’s gonna bite me in the ass. Anyway, I always wanted one, and now I have one. I guess dreams do come true. But knowing my life, this is going to turn into a nightmare. It has already begun, as it appears I can’t sync Hotmail on a BB. WTF…
