hollybrooke: (Usagi pool)
So Kevin and I went to Six Flags Great America yesterday. And if you haven't been there yet this summer, you might want to go soon. First of all, they're running the American Eagle backwards until September 17th in honor of the coaster's 35th anniversary (30th or 35th, something like that. Or it may be the park's. I can't remember.).

SECOND of all, they're shutting down the Iron Wolf September 5th and getting rid of it. Which you know what that means. POTENTIAL NEW ROLLERCOASTER!!! *squeeee!* In all seriousness, though, Six Flags Great America needs a new rollercoaster reeeeeally badly. That Dark Knight coaster really wasn't worth the hype, and the Little Dipper is just a transplant kids' rollercoaster from when Kiddieland was shut down. The last big rollercoaster SFGA got was Superman: The Ride.

My suggestions for the rides? They really need to get some groundskeepers on the job and do a better job of upkeeping the ride atmospheres. They could get rid of quite a bit of the plants by the Demon AND repaint the rocks AND get rid of all the gum people like to stick on the "stalactites." (That was just gross.) They could also try to spruce up the queuing area around there because it looks kind of run-down. Also, they REALLY need to think about revamping the queuing area around Batman: The Ride because all of the Tim Burton-style Batman stuff just makes it look outdated. Just re-theme it after the Nolan-verse Batman films (ESPECIALLY since The Dark Knight Returns will probably be out by next summer).

As for a replacement coaster for Iron Wolf? I would die if they got a rollercoaster that was on the same playing field with the X2 out at Six Flags Magic Mountain. Or the new Green Lantern coaster, which looks INSANE:



As for the rest of the trip? Wellll.... )

Other than that, it was a fun day. My feet are sore today, and I don't have much of a voice left, but it was a fun day.
hollybrooke: (BUNNY LOVE)
Okay, so one of the main reasons why I went offline for the last couple of months was to prove a point. And that point is I DON'T WANT TO LIVE MY ENTIRE LIFE ONLINE. If you are all that interested in getting a hold of me, you should not have to wait for a status message on freaking Facebook of all places. If you want to get a hold of me, CALL ME. I do have a phone, you know.

I honestly feel like I have no REAL friends left anymore.



(BTW, Happy Easter for those of you who celebrate it.)
hollybrooke: (Default)
A few days ago, Mom was semi-fretting about how we didn't have a Christmas present for my "Aunt" Diane (I use the term loosely because the word "divorce" keeps getting thrown around between her and Uncle Troy) and my stepcousin Sandy. (You know, the one who graduated from IU this year.) So I told Mom not to sweat getting either one of them anything. For one thing, Diane NEVER shows up for Christmas with our side of the family, but we go out of our way to make sure we include Sandy and give her a little something. For another thing....I'm sorry, but when Sandy comes, she......ARGH, she's just the constant irritation for me every Christmas that she's everything I'm not. She's tall, skinny, blonde, tan, got to be a cheerleader popular girl in high school, got to go away to college and be a sorority girl wearing Abercrombie and Fitch crap. And when she comes for Christmas with Troy and TJ, here's what she does: she pigs out on the spinach-artichoke dip and shrimp cocktail, collects her little present, spends the majority of the time texting on her new cell phone and barely engages in conversation with us. Then two hours later, it's off to her other grandparents' on her mom's side of the family to collect more presents. I can't STAND it. To me, she just comes off as spoiled. And Mom agrees. I think it bothers Mom more because Diane does NOT come with them to Gramma Julie's, and it's like she sends Sandy with so she can collect whatever they're supposed to get.

I told Mom not to sweat getting Diane or Sandy anything for these reasons alone, and how we bitch about it every Christmas, and if it really bothers us, then this should be the year that all Sandy gets is a Christmas card because she is an ADULT now. She's a big girl. She graduated from college and is living in either Chicago or Indianapolis now. And it's not like she ever brings us Christmas presents. And especially if Diane never bothers to include herself in our annual family gathering....you know?! And Mom thanked me for putting it all in perspective for her because she knew I was right, and we gripe about this EVERY YEAR at Christmas.

Here's the point I'm trying to get at. We've had a very lean year as a family. Dad's been unemployed for the majority of the year. We barely had much of a Christmas this year for us. I bought for Mom, Dad, Hunter, Gramma Julie, Kevin, his mom, his grandma, and his Aunt Mary (his Aunt Mary always gives me a little unexpected something, so yeah). My Christmas budget was kind of tight this year, and in return, I don't really expect much and it doesn't really bother me. This may very well be a part of growing up...I don't know.

Christmas should not be about giving or getting, to be completely honest. It should be about having a day with your family and being grateful for what you have. Heck, I'm grateful that I get the day off of work today. And I'm really sick and tired of Sandy just showing up to eat, text and run off after two hours. And I'm even more sick and tired of Diane never showing up.

So today I hear that Sandy is coming to Christmas this year with us after all. With her new boyfriend. Great. Can't wait to see how stereotypically hunky he is and what kind of great career he has. I won't be doing anything with Kevin until he's done celebrating Christmas with his family at his cousin's out in Hobart. Which I was invited to, and he was invited to Christmas with us (he knows he's always welcome). But dammit all to hell with Sandy and HER PERFECT LIFE. I almost don't want to go to Gramma Julie's now because of her. AAAARGH.


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Sorry about the ranting to bring down the Christmas cheer. I just really needed to get that off of my chest. Can't stand Sandy.

On the good side...work wasn't so bad yesterday. It was a madhouse, of course, but you know what? I really wasn't sweating it. I just paced myself and handled it pretty well. I had some jerk older customer at the beginning of my shift give me attitude about IDing him for booze, but oh well. Get over it, older dude. Maybe that law will get repealed and you won't be so inconvenienced anymore. And I only worked five hours, which wasn't that bad. The time FLEW.

Made a crapload of Christmas cookies last night. Lots of chocolate chip and snickerdoodles. Was going to make sugar cookies, too, but I got tired. I got Family Guy and Philosophy from Hunter (yeah!), and I'll be getting new snow boots from Mom and Dad, but they're still on backorder. They'll probably come in this week. I also got two Weezer albums from Dan and Becky, of all people. Didn't expect that, and they really didn't have to get me anything. (Hurley and Death to False Metal, for anyone who's interested.)

Anyway, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all!
hollybrooke: (Jules went through a lot of shit for thi)
ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US! *tee hee hee!*



I knew Cena would lose. Why? Because WWE has Nexus on all the Bragging Rights advertising, duh!

Guess what I can't stand? Cena fangirls. The whole "Cenation" or whatever the hell they're called. They're delusional. One Cena fangirl at Hooters got pissed at everyone for cheering when he lost and told us all to shut the fuck up. Guess what? All this is staged. Wrestling storylines ain't real. If I tell you that now, you won't believe me, but when you grow up, you'll find out on your own. And it'll be like finding out Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy aren't real. And you won't like wrestling like you used to. And you really won't like it when someone like...oh, let's say Randy Orton (for example, I'm just pulling a legendary wrestler out of my ass) goes on a 'roid rampage and kills his wife and kid before he offs himself. And no one will ever mention word about Randy Orton ever again in the WWE-verse. Then the WWE will lose half of their audience, and Vince McMahon will have to offer Chris Jericho more money to come back and bring the audience back with him. I'm just saying.

But oh wow. The reaction shots after John Cena lost were the BEST. I expect to see some of that shit in /gif form on ONTD, they were that hilarious.

And I don't know who's watching "Monday Night RAW" tonight, but let me tell you something. Over half the audience boos Cena anymore, and WWE has had a difficult time editing those boos out for broadcast. He loses last night's match, joins Nexus, and now everyone's fucking CHEERING him?! In the words of the Hurricane (aka "Cousin Shane"), "What's up with that?"

I thought creative was pushing for a Cena heel turn. By Wrestlemania, to boot. Well, by the looks of this shit, it won't be happening. WHY?!

WWE fans, you are a fickle bunch. You hear me? FICKLE. Flighty, capricious, and irresolute. Not to mention gullible and ignorant and a bunch of lemmings.

The Morrision/Mis/Bryan match was probably the best one of the night. And the Undertaker vs. Kane was such a disappointment. Most of that match was either 'Taker or Kane pulling off a move and then taking a five-minute rest break. And you know all the kiddies thirteen years old and younger saw Paul Bearer and were going, "Who is this?! I can't even....what?!"

So yeah. Cena sucks, his delusional fans suck even more, and 'Taker needs to retire.
hollybrooke: (Rapunzel and Pascale)
So people are bitching and moaning about it on [livejournal.com profile] ohnotheydidnt (amongst other things...) and on their own LJs. Apparently, there's now something that allows your LJ posts to show up on your freaking Facebook account.

And I ask.......................WHY?!!!!

For one thing, I'm concerned enough about my privacy in the first place. For another thing, why would I want to link up my LJ with my Facebook? I post about enough shit on here that I don't want all the co-workers who I've added as a friend on goddamned Facebook that I don't particularly want reading.

You know, sometimes you need a place to go online where you can be somewhat anonymous and blog about stupid petty shit that you don't want everyone you know IRL to read. I don't really feel the need to sync this blog up with my Facebook account...which I touch maybe once in a week anyway.


And there you have it. My two cents about the subject. Facebook is stupid.

*edited* Because [livejournal.com profile] cosmosmariner put it the best:

hollybrooke: (grinds my gears)
I was shopping at the mall last week, and I went into Hollister to browse around. I've only bought one or two things from there in the whole time the store's been in the mall, mainly because that shit's way too expensive for me to drop money on. But this time, I had some spending money from my tax return, and I was looking to do some clothes shopping.

And now that I actually have some money to do some shopping from there, I still wouldn't. Why do people shop there? I don't know if it's just my age speaking, but I realized that I don't like being in that store. First of all, the music is way too loud. Second of all, the lighting is craptacular. And third of all, the random placement of displays in there (along with other things) make it difficult to look for something you like. I actually saw a shirt I was interested in trying in and buying. But was I able to get to it? No! It was on a built-in rack in the wall, but there was a table with folded-up shirts on it in front of the rack. To get to the shirt I was looking at, you'd have to go in between the table and rack. I couldn't even do that because there were two huge planters on either side of the table, blocking the rack! Why do they set up their store like this?! It's jut shitty feng shui! It certainly didn't make me want to buy their wares any more.

Oh, and the sales associates seem more interested in socializing with each other than actually helping the patrons. I'm just saying. At least Hot Topic rearranged their store a little better and improved the lighting in there. To me, the lighting and bad arrangement of stuff in Hollister screams, "Yeah, our stuff is overpriced and we'll make it inconvenient on you to actually do any shopping, but we know you'll buy our stuff anyway because the kids on "Laguna Beach" and "The Hills" made us look cool."


....Yeah, it's early, and I had to get that out of my system.
hollybrooke: (Evil Homer)
First of all....."Tangled"?! WTF?!

I'm really not happy about this. I was annoyed when I heard--after all that squabbling--Disney was going to go the CG-route with this project. (THERE'S NO NEED! Goddammit, you don't need to do an animated movie in CG just because Shrek was as great as it was!) I was annoyed when I heard Kristen Chenowith was let go and they recast the lead role of Rapunzel with Mandy Moore doing the voice. (UGH, Mandy Moore. Can't stand how she sounds when she sings.) But the fact that they're renaming it Tangled pisses me off the most.

The Powers That Be at Disney claim that boys don't want to go see a movie with "princess" in the title. Well, how do you account for movies like Beauty and the Beast then? The Princess and the Frog did pretty decently at the box office...but maybe not as well as they would've liked. But there were a ton of issues going into that movie from the get-go, especially the race issue. Just.....urgh. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Rapunzel/Tangled/ whatever it's called is probably going to be the Sleeping Beauty of our generation, meaning it'll probably be the end-all of Disney animation.


Next on RAGE RAGE RAGE...you've gotta be freaking kidding me, Lindsay Lohan.

Newsflash, Lindsay: THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU!!!!! You honestly think the "milkaholic" in this commercial was modeled after you?! Are you really that self-absorbed? Were you drunk/high when you watched this commercial? Or are you really that desperate for attention and money? I mean, you're pretty much a liability on movie sets and are uninsurable at this point. When was the last time you had a decent movie role? I mean, Ungaro fired her from doing her little fashion thing with them.
hollybrooke: (Lady Gaga multicolored hair)
*waves* Well, Happy New Year everyone. (A couple of days late, anyway.)

I can't believe a whole decade has gone by. I really can't. I also can't believe I've had this LiveJournal account for as long as I have and that I haven't abandoned it yet.

Well, I guess if I have to make any resolutions for this year, here's what they are:

--get a book published
--find my own place
--get in shape
--get a new job

Just making this short and sweet. New Year's Eve wasn't anything amazingly great. Kevin came over, and we had some pizza and beer and chicken wings, and we struggled to stay up until midnight so we could have the first kiss of the new year. In doing this, we've discovered that now that we're getting older, we seriously can't party like we used to when we were in our early 20s. It was a serious struggle to stay up that late. Especially after my long-ass work day. Which, by the way, really irritated the living piss out of me.

I was at register six for the majority of my shift. And the CSMs don't like for the baggers to come help whoever is working at register six to bag anything because it's the "express lane." Or it's supposed to be the "express lane," but too many ignorant/stupid customers don't like to count their items before they come in or to read the "15 items or less" sign above the register. So I had to bag the majority of my orders. Annoying enough, since they had me working register six on Christmas Eve, too.

My last hour at work, they had me on a regular register. But ho-ho! Six or seven huge orders come through my lane, and every single bagger passes my register by! Once again, I'm bagging my own shit! And you know, if I have to do more work than the baggers do, you'd think I'd get paid what they get paid on top of my cashiering salary. Or at least get their tip. But nope. More work for me. I get no credit or appreciation for it.

I call an approaching bagger over at one point and ask him to help me bag this order. He's all, "I gotta go do this order first." Which is a freaking small order compared to what I've just rang up. So what did I do? I chewed him a new one. Told him not to worry because I'd do it myself anyway like I've been doing ALL FREAKING DAY. A few of my co-workers were a little concerned that I semi-freaked out because they're not used to seeing me angry. Well, you know, make me do more than what I should be doing all day and I'm liable to snap. And it was BUSY on New Year's Eve day, lemme tell you.
hollybrooke: (Gaston wonders what it's like to think)
Hey, remember this rant?

So what is up with this?!



This came out last week. A 2-disc DVD set without the Blu-Ray disc. Which was what I originally wanted when they put it out last month!



Yeah, Kevin ended up getting me a Blu-Ray player because of this problem, and I'm not complaining. But wow. What a kick in the ass, you know?
hollybrooke: (Default)
Mom and I rented Bruno today and watched it, mainly because she really wanted to see it. That movie was so ridiculous, but I laughed my butt off. (Especially the part where he was...well, I won't go into details, but it involves genitals.)

After we turned the movie off, the news was on, and Adam Lambert had released a statement saying that he shouldn't have to "babysit" the nation's children. (In regard to his man-on-man kiss.) I agree with everything he says in defense of what he did. Like I said, everyone knows he's gay, and ABC should've realized that before they decided to book him to perform. Then Mom had to open up her trap and be all, "But he practically raped that guy's mouth onstage! I don't want to see that!"

.........We freaking just got done watching Bruno. And she actually said this. She watched all the (censored) gay sex and genital-flashing, but she's going to get her panties in a bunch over Adam Lambert kissing a male band member. I pointed out the hypocrisy in this, and told her, "If Lady Gaga. for example, had kissed a woman onstage that night, would you have a problem with that?" Mom said, "But she's a woman, no one cares if you see a woman kissing another woman. If you see a man kissing another man....well, that's just another story because it's wrong and gross!" And there's the double standard.



*tangent* Thanksgiving was crappy this year, thanks for asking. Could've been a hell of a lot better, if Dad would've gotten his ass out of the kitchen and just let me continue what I was doing and not have been a pain in the ass. I had him telling me what to do, I had Mom bitching at me what to do, I had instructions in the cookbook on what to do--who do I listen to?! Got REALLY angry at Dad, yelled at him, and stormed out of the house while telling him, "YOU think you know what to do?! YOU f*cking do it!" Drama queen move, or really agitated woman getting pissed off at people telling her what to do--your call. This all happened in front of Kevin, too; I was so embarrassed that he had to see that. During dinner, I was shooting Dad the death stare because he had royally pissed me off and ruined my appetite.

He later apologized, but I let him have it again. Apologizing really didn't make it any better, considering that I had the day off for Thanksgiving and after nine straight days of work, I just wanted to relax. And it all happened in front of Kevin, too.

I'm kind of glad they're leaving for Alabama soon. I don't think I'm going down to visit them during the holidays. I don't want to waste the gas money if all we're going to do is bitch and bicker while we're down there. And she can rely on Hunter for a ride home whenever he decides to go down, because I don't want to do it if she's just going to bitch the whole way like she did when we went down for Grandma Cozie's funeral.

They all really piss me off. They really do.

*semi-tangent* Didn't do any Black Friday shopping. For one thing, I have to wait for my next paycheck. For another thing....frankly, I did that about six or seven years ago for a $50 stereo at Target, and I nearly got trampled in the process. Never again. The people who go to do their insane early-morning shopping on Black Friday are cray-cray; they get violent and vicious and super-bitchy to the poor retail workers who are saints for putting up with it the way they do. Chances are, you won't get what you wanted if it's in small quantities. And is it really worth it to stand in line for 3-4 hours just for checkout?
hollybrooke: (Cartman sings "Poker Face")
So...The Fame Monster. Freaking AMAZING! But I don't know if it's because I got my copy at Target, or if it's just because I got the regular version and not the deluxe (I figured I already have the original version of The Fame, so I'd just get the regular version and save some money), but my CD is clearly a censored version. The dirty words are edited. Anyone else get The Fame Monster and have the same problem?

I don't even know if I have a favorite song because I love 'em all. I'm partial to "Bad Romance" and "Dance in the Dark," though.

*semi-tangent* I didn't get to see the AMAs; I totally forgot to set my VCR and went to go see WWE Survivor Series instead. But I heard about Gaga's performance with the flaming piano and Adam Lambert's man-on-man French kissing. So I have to get my two cents in on that.

Why are people making such a big deal about this and hating on it? Everyone already knows Adam Lambert is gay, so what's the big deal? A gay kiss, whootie-damn-doo. It's not like we haven't already seen such shocking stuff on TV before. It's okay when Britney Spears and Madonna kiss for the cameras, but when a really flamboyant gay guy goes it, everyone gets their panties in a bunch.

*tangent* Work is kicking my ass. I don't get a day off until Thanksgiving (as I'm sure I've mentioned). Today really wasn't so bad, but the whole second part of my shift was at register six. No real problems with enfrcing "15 items or less," but I don't understand why I can't get a bagger at the freaking EXPRESS lane when I need it. Whoever works register six during a busy holiday rush should not be expected to bag all of that stuff. Especially when customers think they can squeeze their way through with a shitload of stuff.

Oh, and this kills me: "Wow, it's busy today! Is it normally this busy on Tuesday?" No, it's not. There's nothing special going on Thursday that requires turkey, pie, sweet potatoes and cranberry sauce.




Now back to "Dancing With the Stars." (GO DONNY!)
hollybrooke: (Evil Homer)
I had a long post all prepared about it earlier when I was test-driving Mom's laptop, but I did something that deleted all of that and I don't know how I did it. (Which is another reason why I'm not too thrilled with laptops...)

Cut for ranting about work, U-Scan woes, vacation time blues, fights with family, bouts with insomnia, and Hunter's car accident. )

And as a fun follow-up to all of this, I just got my period. Too much information, you say? It was running late and stressing me out even more, so screw you!

As a final note, here's a cute puppy:



It's not Bo, but he's cute.

The only thing that's keeping me sane right now is that ferocious "Bad Romance" video.
hollybrooke: (Go to your room Lisa!)
I've been away from the Internet for a good couple of weeks (maybe a few?). I don't really have much of an excuse. I just got tired and bored of getting online and doing the same old stuff and going to the same old websites (and reading a lot of the same old snarky stuff on [livejournal.com profile] ohnotheydidnt). That, and there's been some stuff I've had to do around the house that didn't require me being online as much as I usually am, like the humongous project of cleaning up/out the basement. Besides, my life shouldn't be dictated by what I do online.

But yeah. I spent a good healthy chunk of time offline. I spent time playing with Bo. I'm teaching myself how to speak French. (Not an easy task.) I've been working (ugh). Work just really manages to piss me off anymore. I get tired of dealing with the same customers all the time, and their little smart-assy comments about how expensive groceries are, and them trying to get all chit-chatty and chummy with me when I just don't give a crap. And they keep putting me on self-check more often, which I really loathe. Why do I loathe self-check? Because all the stupid customers come down to use them, and they are just clueless about operating them, even when I guide them through. Read more... )

I HATE KNOW-IT-ALLS WHO OFFER THEIR UNSOLICITED OPINONS WHO DON'T HAVE THE NERVE TO CALL ME A "STUPID LIBERAL" TO MY FACE. And dare I say it, all of the people who are opposed to health care reform and a public health insurance option are just rich, disgruntled Republicans who are still pissed off that Barack Obama was elected president. And I'm not getting into any more arguments about this with anyone who comments because I'm tired of being called a "stupid liberal" because I have an opinion. ASSHOLES.

(And in case you haven't been able to tell, my anger levels have been raising in the last few weeks. Expect a lot more ranting in future posts.


GOD, I don't want to go to work today.
hollybrooke: (I Love Lucy)
I had to reschedule my dentist appointment that I had yesterday because I've got a cold. Quite frankly, I didn't feel up to sitting in a dentist's chair while I'm coughing and sneezing. Of all the days to get sick....


But it gave me a chance to peruse my new copies of The Wizard of Oz and Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

The seventieth anniversary edition of The Wizard of Oz is excellent. I kind of wish I had gotten the collector's box set instead of just the two-disc set for the Oz-fan in me, but this is good. The special features are mostly stuff I had already seen or heard before, but there were some new things that I hadn't seen before (like a little more footage of Dorothy as a blonde before that was all scrapped, as well as the commentary track). But the restoration of the movie is AMAZING. It's crystal clear, and I was noticing all sorts of little details I had never noticed before in my 100+ viewings of the movie. Very much worth the money. But watch in five years an extra special 75th Anniversary Edition comes out.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, though, I was kind of disappointed with. I bet I wouldn't be so disappointed with it if I actually had the chance to peruse the supplemental features, which I can't do because I don't have a Blu-Ray DVD player! Which leads me to a rant.

Now I can understand why Disney is putting out these DVD/Blu-Ray value packs. It's a smart strategy; you get the Blu-Ray copy along with the regular DVD in case you invest in a Blu-Ray disc player later on because Disney wants you to see how spectacular their animated classics look in HD. But let me just put it this way. I expected a 2-disc regular DVD set with a Blu-Ray copy of the movie. Nope, I couldn't get that. I got the 2-disc Blu-Ray edition with a regular DVD copy of the movie. I had a feeling that's what I would be getting, regardless of how many times I read the back of both versions. Because believe me, I did check. I'm not stupid.

Here, lemme show you what I mean:


This is what I got.


This is what the cover of the Blu-Ray edition looks like.

What I'm getting at is that they're the EXACT SAME THING. No matter how it's worded on the back, you get a Blu-Ray disc of the movie, a Blu-Ray disc of the supplemental material, and a regular old DVD with the movie on it. It's kind of deceiving, and if this was Disney's plan all along, they should've just decided to market it one way so as to not confuse people. But they can't do that. They need to give their patrons something that requires you to buy something more just to watch it. Spend, spend, spend! It's the American way! Yay capitalism!

So it looks like I'll be pricing Blu-Ray players for a couple of months and saving up just so I can watch this damn thing. But you know, the first DVD I bought was the Platinum Edition of Snow White before I even got a DVD player. So it looks like I'll have to wait a little longer to see this as well. But good things come to those who wait, right?
hollybrooke: (I don't care!)


Kate came out swinging on "Today" this morning, slamming Jon for clearing $230,000 out of the couple's joint bank account: "You've left your children and their mother unable to pay for the roof over their head. It's unacceptable."

As for Jon's claim the children don't want to do the show anymore, Kate says there was "wailing and sobbing" when she broke the news to 'em that filming has halted.

As TMZ previously reported, Kate's lawyers are going to court today to demand the return of the cash and a contempt citation against Jon. Stay tuned ...


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Kate Gosselin just doesn't get it. If you don't have a real job of your own and you can't provide for your kids (let's be honest; being a single mother and having eight children doesn't leave you enough time to search for and hold down a full-time job) and the baby-daddy is a douchebag and won't hold down his end of the deal, you don't air your dirty laundry out on TV and exploit the kids' cuteness-factor on TV. You collect welfare and go on food stamps! That's the American way!

Shit, single parents on welfare/food stamps is a reality show in its own merit. MTV should do a "True Life" episode on it.

And I hate to say it, but does anyone know how Nadya Suleman's holding up these days with her fourteen chillins?
hollybrooke: (mature Weekenders)
Yes, this is a little overdue, but the collective city of Chicago is still all butthurt over losing the freaking 2016 Summer Olympics. Oh boo hoo. Get over it. I know, it's too bad that America lost the bid. Damn us Americans and our sense of entitlement!

But let's be honest. Would Chicago really have wanted to deal with the hassle that comes with being an Olympic city? The traffic and commutes are bad enough in Chicago as it is. I've heard the argument from other people that it would've provided job opportunities for the city and it's neighboring communities. (Yeah, sure, plum jobs that would've been given to people on the inside who didn't really deserve it.) I've heard the argument that paying to prepare the city wouldn't have come out of tax payer's money. (Yeah, sure they say that now...)

But let's get down to it. Chicago is a city of crime. (I keep thinking of that honor student who was beaten to death that the news keeps reporting on and that "No snitching" shit.) I know if I were anyone on that Olympics committee, I wouldn't want to bring something as precious and prestigious as the Olympiad to a city that can't control its crime rate. It's kind of how I feel about how we should be acknowledging Gary, Indiana as Michael Jackson's hometown instead of the "crime capital of the world." You want something to be proud of, not something to be ashamed of.
hollybrooke: (I Love Lucy)
Still fighting the good fight against Green Anti-Virus. I've pinpointed the problem, but when I try to delete the folder, it's not allowing me to. I don't know what to do from there.

*semi-tangent* Which kind of explains why I haven't been online for the last few days.Rants about tight work schedules, Halloween costumes, DIY ruby slippers, and good coffee! )

*tangent* "Dancing With the Stars" this season rocks. My money's on either Mya, Aaron Carter or Donny Osmond. But I really, really, really hope Donny wins. :D

*tangent* Actually really looking forward to the new season of "The Girls Next Door" with the new girlfriends! It'll be interesting to see how the dynamic works with a new number one GF who hasn't been around as long as Holly was. (Speaking of, Holly Madison has finally gotten her own spinoff gig called "Planet Holly." Holly has no real personality of her own, so it'll probably tank. I'd rather see Bridget with her own reality spin-off; I don't consider her Travel Channel show an actual spinoff.)
hollybrooke: (Sharpies!)
You know, when I just want to curl up on my bed and cry for no reason. I don't want to go to work and deal with all of the rude, dumbass customers today. I really don't. I feel this way each and every day I go to work, and I just get this incredible urge to scream and run away from the place upon entering. Or I just take my nametag off mid-order, throw it on the floor, declare "That's it, I quit" and just walk out. I get absolutely no job fulfillment or personal satisfaction waiting on people who are just going to treat me like crap.

Sometimes I wish we really were allowed to say what the hell we want to the customers without having to worry about them complaining to management. It's such a joke. A really bad joke.



I'm sure Eddie Blake would agree with me.
hollybrooke: (Michael Jackson eating popcorn)
Because of this shit. But you know what? That's fine. I wasn't really feeling compelled to recap and snark on it anymore. The whole vibe of the show never sat well with me in the first place.

*sigh* I really don't know what to say. People are complaining that VH1 and 51 Minds should've done more thorough background checks, but how can you do a background check on something that hasn't already happened yet? And I feel bad for Megan because...you know, what if this creep had won? (I heard he had made it down to the final four in the competition before he was eliminated, and he even went on to be on "I Love Money 3.") This was the same guy who told Megan that he was looking to get married so he could get his green card, and that he wouldn't make her sign a pre-nup.

Here's the thing. None of these dating reality shows (especially on VH1) are about love. Flava Flav wasn't looking for love; he was looking for easy money. Bret Michaels wasn't looking for love; he was looking for an opportunity to plug his solo career. All of their subsequent spinoffs aren't really looking for love, either. New York, Real and Chance, Daisy De La Hoya, Megan...they all just wanted their own shows and their fifteen minutes. And you don't know what sort of people you'll be getting when you have an open casting for these shows.

Frankly, I think VH1 should do away with all of their reality dating shows and competitions. It's overkill, and this turn of events with one of Megan's former suitors isn't going to make VH1 look good. They need to go back to showing music-oriented shows like "Pop-Up Video" and "Behind the Music." (Although I hear that "Behind the Music" is coming back next month...)
hollybrooke: (I don't care!)
I've been thinking more whether I want to go to the ten year reunion or not, and it makes me all sorts of angry. On one hand, it'd be kind of cool to go and see how fat the asshole jocks got, or how ugly the preppy snobs got (and how many kids they've pushed out by now), and it'd be kind of fun to just mess with people and pull a Romy and Michele, make up some sort of crazy embellishment about how great and successful I am. But you know, I'm not TOO ashamed to admit that I'm just a grocery store cashier. My excuse? "I'm lucky I have a job with the way the economy is and the unemployment rates are looking. It pays my bills." And frankly, it's the truth.

But on the other hand, I don't think any of my high school friends will be there. I already know Ami and Matt aren't going; they'll be back in town around that time, but mainly because Zoe's old enough to bring on a trip to see family. I was thinking, "Well, maybe if Melissa Hines is going..." But you know what? She and I kind of drifted apart during high school and she didn't do anything to keep in touch with me after we graduated. Yeah, she asked me for a friend request on Facebook not too long ago, but still....

Which brings me to what exactly makes me angry. Why the hell is it that certain people that I barely knew and wasn't even friends with back then looking me up on MySpace and Facebook and asking me for a goddamned friend request? Why do I even accept? And most importantly, why don't they do jack shit to talk to me through IM or whatever in an attempt to get to know me better or, you know, be friendly?!

It's not like I can reminisce about the "good old times" we all had back then because no one ever wanted to include me in anything back then! All I did was study, read, draw, do stuff for choir and the drama department and for the school newspaper. No one ever wanted me to be in their group for group projects. Like I've said, nearly all of my friends were a grade above me or a grade below me (like Carol and Nichole and Colie and Karen and everyone else). Guys made fun of me behind my back; I had NO date for either homecoming or prom. I went to prom BY MYSELF. No one offered me to come with their groups of friends. So why should I go to this reunion for everyone to just go back to ignoring me and/or trying to rile me up like they did back then?





Besides, Ami and Matt are having a BBQ at Ami's mom's place. And I can FINALLY meet Zoe. :)

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