Yes, I watched The Bachelorette Men Tell All episode.


Because I like to follow through with seasons of shows that I have started. Need I remind you that my sister is the one who sucked me into the world of reality shows, more specifically The Bachelor/ette (among others…). So I watched tonight’s Men Tell All. And I come away with this – Kasey was a bit much (see title of post, and then add some awkward songs) and I felt bad for Kirk. The end.

But let us start at the beginning…

Today started off with my kidney getting stepped on.

True story

My dad had an early doctor’s appointment (to get the staples removed from his head from last week’s accident), and afterward he and my mom were going to go to breakfast and run some errands. They asked me if I wanted to come along, and I said yes. So, my mom woke me up around 7, as we had to be out of the house well before 8. So, I woke up on my own accord when my clock said 7:02, but I shut my eyes to wait for the official wake up from my mom. Moments later I heard my mom open my door and I opened my eyes in time to see both of my dogs running into the room and up to my bed. Yukon knows enough to just stand by my face and breath on me while she wags her tail. Moose, however, leapt up onto my bed and stepped all over me while she licked my hands and face. I love my dogs πŸ™‚

My mom, dad and I piled into the car and went to the doctor’s office. What should have taken 15 minutes ended up taking an hour and a half. The hospital never gave my dad any sort of papers, they just told him to get his staples removed after 5 days. Well, it had been 7 days, so we thought he was good to go. However, without the paper work, a nurse couldn’t take out the staples, a doctor had to. We were sent upstairs, then back downstairs and he had to wait to get squeezed in to see his doctor. My mom and I were prepared with our respective books (she was finishing up a book she borrowed from my sister, I am rereading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – woot). We read and read and read some more, freezing in the waiting room surrounded by a bunch of coughing and sneezing people who weren’t doing anything to cover their mouths. Gross.

I hate doctors offices and waiting rooms. I still remember sitting in the waiting room at the ER at Akron General with my sister when she thought she had some sort of skin disease on her arm. We sat for 3 or 4 hours in the tiniest waiting room ever. The guy sitting across from up was spitting/throwing up into a plastic bag for the entire time. That grossed me out like whoa (I’m not good around people who are vomiting), but I knew I had to keep it together for my sister because she thought she was going to die. (She didn’t – it turned out to be nothing serious… just some sort of oil had gotten onto her skin and looked like it had killed her skin and was spreading all over her arm. Nothing a little rubbing alcohol couldn’t fix…)

After awhile, my dad walked out sans staples and we headed to Panera. (Carbs!) It was here that I found out that I owe my parents around $2000 from me taking classes last summer. Whoops… Lucky for me they are not expecting me to pay it back right away/any time soon. They know I’m good for it πŸ™‚

After that, we went to Half-Priced books. I wanted a bunch of DVDs, but I didn’t get any. (I was in search of Pushing Daisies – of course they did not have it. Although they had Wonderfalls – another Lee Pace series – but I’m not gonna buy DVDs until I get a job. Duh.)

While in the bookstore, we got a call from my younger brother. Turns out he got a GA position for next school year that will seriously help him/my parents out financially. We were super happy for him and very proud – so much so that both my parents teared up. Awwwwww…

From there we went to Target because we needed a sympathy card (one of my dad’s friend’s dad’s passed away) and some tea for my mom. My foot was hurting again so I pushed the cart. (A couple days ago, both dogs mashed my foot while they were barking/jumping while I was answering the door because someone had rung our doorbell. My foot has a few bruises on it, though I’m not sure if all of them are from the dogs… more than likely yes.) I stopped to look at the Woody and Buzz Buddys and my parents walked ahead. Pushing the cart behind them, I got to see the two of them share a little moment… it was adorable. I have the cutest parents known to mankind – fror serious πŸ™‚

Upon arriving home from errands, mom and I played some Yahtzee and then made some pancakes for lunch. We thought we were being all creative – we had an apple cinnamon pancake mix, so we added toasted pecans and mini chocolate chips. but the mix must have been old, because they were the densest pancakes ever. They weren’t horrible, but they weren’t awesome either. As we choked them down, we kept saying “Man vs. Food” because you just can’t let food beat you.

I think we played some more Yahtzee… then I know I was reading my Gilda Radner biography when I fell asleep. Usually I can’t nap, but it was another one of those days where I pretty much just passed out on the couch and slept for 2 hours. I don’t know what was up with that… but I woke up and it was 4. Whoops… so much for working on any school work today.

I got up and played with Moose for awhile while mom paid bills and dad was on his computer. At 5:00 I fed the dogs. Then I helped my parents get dinner together. Dad grilled burgers while Mom and I set out everything else. She started feeling super tired and achy – I know it’s still from that huge trip she took w/my sister. But she doesn’t have time to recuperate.

See, my dad is leaving for Ohio tomorrow to help Sarah pack up our apartment. They’ll start driving to Kansas on Wednesday (my sister is going to KU for a doctoral program). My mom is going to meet them there later this week to help unpack (my brother is too). We (my sister and I) have moved around a lot in the past ten years, so the whole family is used to this by now, but it’s still a pain in the ass. Moving sucks.

After dinner we all went about our own business until The Bachelorette came on… and that pretty much brings us up to par on how uneventful today really was.

Tomorrow my mom is bringing my dad to the airport really early in the morning, then I know she and I will run some errands later in the day. Will I get more school work done? Maybe… I know I need to organize my room and continue the job hunt too…

I need to make an epic list of what I need to get done and by when. Thesis stuff and job hunt are definitely going to be on the top of said list. Then we can fill out the rest of it with stuff that would be nice to accomplish… like figure out what I want to be when I grow up, or where I might like to apply for doctoral programs upon completion of my thesis sometime this year. Soooooo much to do!

I had my dad wake me up before he left work work this morning so I can get used to waking up freakishly early for when I head back to Ohio on Friday. Ergo, I was stirred from my sleep (and a pleasant dream about a boy from undergrad – we were walking to a movie theater to see Inception… awww) and reluctantly crawling out of bed at 5:45.

I immediately carried both of my pillows to another bed in the house and laid down. Moose jumped up on the bed and snuggled up next to me like a living body pillow. After five minutes, I knew I had to get up and go on with my day with no sleeping breaks of any kind – this is my version of conditioning for a 15 hour car trip. I’ve been yawning since I woke up – this is likely to be how Friday goes. But I have so much caffeinated soda and gummy candy to help keep me awake. Plus a bunch of mix CDs. How I love my mix CDs.

At 6:00 am, I put on my first episode of Pushing Daisies for the day. I must have had my eyes shut when I yawned during the opening credits because I didn’t catch any of the guest stars names until I shouted them out at the television screen as each person appeared. I scared the dogs when I yelled “ERIC STONESTREET!“. (I wanted to text my sister right away, but it was only 7:00 am where she is, and I knew she wouldn’t be awake yet.) The bake-off episode might have been one of my favorites thus far simply based off of the ridonkulously adorable outfits that Ned and Olive were wearing πŸ™‚

When my episode was over, I fed the dogs and let them outside for awhile. Since the street construction wasn’t going to start until later in the day, I figured I’d let them enjoy the quiet of the morning (Yukon is super scared of loud noises and machinery, among many other things… poor girl).

We came inside, I fed the fish et al. in the tank then poured some granola and yogurt (I was out of bananas – sadness). Moose sat with me on the couch as we watched another episode of my show. I laughed out loud multiple times. This was mostly because the show is funny, but partially because I’m super tired. I’ll laugh at pretty much anything when I’m tired… it’s something I get from my mother.

Though I could have watched my remaining episodes right then and there, I opted to throw in a load of laundry and clean both of the bathrooms in our house. I grabbed my iPod, put on my “Washing Dishes” mix (I should rename it “Any sort of house chore mix”), started singing and scrubbing the sinks, counters, etc… Listening to music and singing like I’m starring in whatever show where the present song would be appropriate pretty much gets me through all house chores or other crummy tasks like packing. Even as I type this up, “Don’t Rain on my Parade” (Glee version) is playing and I am Rachel Berry/Fanny Brice. That’s just the way it is… (Now, I’m not dillusional to think that I sing half as good as Lea Michele and Barbra Streisand, but I think I can hold my own among us commoners. Especially with show tunes…)

After cleaning, I went online to check emails and read the (entertainment) news of the day.

Due to feeling epically tired, I opted to plant myself in the recliner and call my mom. By this time it was after 9:00 (so 10:00 where she was) and I knew she and my sister would be up and likely on the road. I was right on both counts – they were en route to Colonial Williamsburg. I had been there the summer after 7th grade, but neither of them had experiences this little blast from the past.

My mom answered the phone the way that my sister usually answers the phone when I call (which I will not type, as it is a derogatory word against a certain sect of white people), so I thought for a moment it was my sister. I was wrong and got laughed at – I blamed my tiredness and my mom laughed at me some more. I’m glad I can bring so much joy to my family πŸ™‚ I chatted with my mom for awhile and told her what I had accomplished thus far and what I was going to be up to the rest of my day. I told her some of my woes – she listened and told me she loved me. Awwwwwwwww, moms πŸ™‚

After I got off the phone with her, I went outside to put the trash bin back in its spot and clean up a bit, as we were expecting rain and storms. About 10 minutes after I got in, it rained for awhile. Luckily we didn’t get any of the bad storms they were expecting for here (we had a tornado watch until 4 – blah). Yukon (who is even more fearful of storms than I am) followed me around for most of the day, but when she calmed down, I figured that we were in the clear, weather-wise.

The dogs and I watched another episode of Pushing Daises. Upon its conclusion, I let the dogs back outside. Of course right then, a huge piece of machinery was rolling its way down the street and Yukon bolted to the porch as fast as her spindly legs would carry her. Moose froze where she was and just fixated on this massive white thing that was making lots of noise. I finally asked her if she wanted a biscuit and that got her attention. She also ran to the porch and I let them inside and gave them treats.

I made lunch and settled down to another episode of Pushing Daisies (I only have 2 left!). I am going to be so sad when I am out of episodes… I need to buy these DVDs. Soon, if possible. (They weren’t at Target the other day, or else I would have bought them then.)

After my show, I got the stuff out of the dryer from this morning and out the blankets back on their respective piece of living room furniture. I also tried to re-anchor on of the fake plants in the fish tank that had come loose. However, as soon as I stuck my arm in there, the bigger of the two catfish tried to attack my hand. Needless to say, I yanked my arm out of there and the fake plant is now in the kitchen.

Sticking with my streak of chores, I opted to vacuum the entire top floor of our house. Everything was fine and dandy until the tablecloth in my parents room got caught in the vacuum and pulled down the entire table it was on. The only casualty was a really nice lampshade that I knew my mom liked a lot. Whoops. (I am really not a klutz, but I tend to accidentally destroy stuff sometimes. Like the time I pulled the legs off my mom’s Francie Barbie doll when I was little. And I think I broke the lens on one of her cameras. Etc…)

I did manage to do the dishes without breaking anything in the kitchen – woot. By this time, it was only 1:45. As I was impatiently waiting for my Netflix movie to come in the mail, and I knew the mail didn’t come until around 3, I opted to take a cold shower (it’s ridiculously hot and muggy here today – blah). Yukon must have sensed some more bad weather or something (sometimes she just likes to keep tabs on who ever is still in the house), because she opted to stand guard for me outside of the shower and even tried to jump in once. (She used to hop into the tub, whether it was empty or full of water, when she was a puppy – it was kinda adorable)

So fresh and so clean, clean, I checked my email again and when the clock hit 3:00, I asked the dogs if they wanted to go outside. (Yes.) We went outside into the humid disgustingness. They ran around the yard while I gathered the recycling bin and grabbed the mail. My movie was here!!

We went inside and I gave them treats then grabbed a soda for myself. Yukon opted to nap on her dog bed while Moose joined me on the couch to start watching The Fall (2006). Now, I got this movie based on it starring Lee Pace, watching the trailer and reading some user comments.

The Fall was gorgeous – and I ain’t just talking about Lee Pace. The visuals were amazing – the opening black and white sequence was beautiful, the muted green hospital scenes were beautiful, and the vibrant sequences for the epic story being told by Pace’s character were beyond beautiful. The plot was way depressing, but the relationship between Pace’s paraplegic protagonist and that little girl with choppy English was handled really well. Pairing a late 20s man with a maybe 6 or 7 year old girl could have been a bit of a mess, but they were so good together. I don’t cry at movies often, but the end of this one almost had me going… so good. So sad. But so good.

Lee Pace is a very capable actor. He’s not just good looks, nice arms, super thick eyebrows and beautiful eyes – the man has the ability to evoke all sorts of emotions without saying anything. But when he does talk, the timber of his voice wraps you up like a thick blanket. And while I love him as The Pie Maker on Pushing Daisies, it was nice to see a full range of emotions (joy, anger, sadness, desperation, hopelessness, etc…) in The Fall. I know I have seen a few more of his movies (Infamous, The White Countess), but only really remember him from Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. Side note – he should play John Cusack’s brother in a movie.

I made it through the movie and might watch it again with commentary…

(Cue me saving a draft of this post and shutting off my computer)

Okay, so I just got done watching it again with commentary from Lee Pace and two of the writers (there was a director’s commentary as well, but since I have already expressed my extreme interest in Pace’s voice, this was the obvious commentary choice for me). Not only was the commentary really great and informative, but I caught so many more details of the movie and appreciated it even more. I definitely need to own this film at some point soon!

I also just got a text from my friend Ashley wondering when I would be back in town and able to grab drinks with her and Amanda. 3 cheers for grad school peers πŸ™‚ Looks like Saturday night is going to be spent at Boogie on the Bricks… I can’t wait to see friends!

Well, I need to get to sleep, as I plan on getting up early again tomorrow. Plus, I have both of the dogs sleeping next to me, so I’m assuming this will be a bumpy night’s sleep anyhow. They are super heavy breathers, especially with this horrific weather. The AC is on, but they have fur coats on, so I understand the panting…

Have a good one!

(*note* once again I’m too tired to link out to stuff I mention… I will do that at a later date. Thanks and have a swell evening)

So, I got bed late again last night and woke up at 5:30. I could hear my dad upstairs (he had to get to work early today), but I was determined to fall back asleep. Usually once I’m up, I’m up. To get myself to fall back asleep, I need to clear my mind of all the stuff I’m worrying about and concentrate on an alphabetized list. Usually I do movie titles or actor’s names, but this morning I opted for all things Broadway. I started from the end of the alphabet. It was hard thinking of “Z” stuff, so I finally just thought of shows, actors, characters or songs that had a “Z” in their name. I think I went with “Wizard of Oz,” “Liza Minnelli” and “Crazier Than You” (I always try and name at least 3 things per letter…). I had to do the same schtick when I got to “X,” as the only show I could think of was “Xanadu“. I got up to “R” and then must have fallen back asleep because the next think I knew I was being woken up by the sound of barking dogs. I looked at my clock – 8:42. Awesome πŸ™‚

I crawled out of bed and went upstairs. Cue massive amounts of kisses from the two best dogs on the planet. I let them out and gave them breakfast while I started chopping bananas for my own food needs. I took the dogs outside again, fed the fish/leeches/snails in the tank, poured some granola and watched the rest of the episode of Pushing Daisies I had started last night.

I cannot stress how much I friggin’ LOVE this show. I like it more and more with each episode I watch. I’m sad I only have 9 more episodes left of the whole series. I want the DVDs sooooo bad πŸ™‚ I love Lee Pace and the way he delivers all his dialogue. Brilliant. In fact, I love Lee Pace so much, that he dictated which movie I decided to get in the mail from our Netflix queue while my dad is away this week. I was wrestling between Taking Woodstock (which would have fulfilled my love for all things Jonathan Groff) and The Fall (Lee Pace movie from 2006 where he plays a stunt man who is now a paraplegic, and he tells stories to a little girl where he is a Bandit.) I watched the trailers to both movies and the comments… The Fall is supposedly one of the most gorgeous movies made in the past few years, cinematographically speaking. So, The Fall will be here soon… I can’t wait!

This morning I heard from my mom and sister who were on their way to Charleston, SC. I multitasked and painted my nails. I also made my sister laugh so hard that my mom had to take the phone away from her because she was choking too hard from laughing. Yeah, I’m that funny πŸ™‚

I called two of the apartment places my dad and I looked at yesterday and will be touring at least one of them tomorrow. The second one might now happen, as the guy never called me back to set up the time. I will call again tomorrow morning before I head out to the first place.

I spent the rest of my morning waiting for that phone call that never came. During that time, I attempted to update/re-format my resume. Holy hell, that was an arduous process. I got it down to one page, but I think it still looks like a hot mess. Blah!

I managed to make lunch, watch another episode of Pushing Daisies (!) and let out the dogs again before my dad and I had to leave for the shooting range place.

On the way up there, we met up with my dad’s fellow gun enthusiast, Matt.

To preface this afternoon – both my dad and Matt are serious about firearms. Like kids in a candy shop, if you will. I, on the other hand, do not know a whole lot about guns, nor have I shot anything in well over a decade. Guns are fine for recreation and for cops and all, and I do respect their power and ability to physically/mortally harm people and such. I don’t mind shooting guns for fun with my dad, but I’m not about to join the NRA or anything.

So, the three of us got to the range and it was almost comical the amount of guns and ammunition that was unloaded from our van and Matt’s truck. We took up all four tables at the 200 meter shelter.

My dad brought a .22 for me, but I told him I didn’t just want to shoot this pussy gun the whole time. I did end up sticking with the .22 for a majority of the day – it was super easy to reload and I could shoot 10-25ish shots at a time if I wanted too. This gun also had a lot less of a kick-back that everything else I fired today. I have huge hands (for a woman) and am pretty strong, but some of those guns were too powerful for me. I will totally have bruise on my shoulder tomorrow… a badge of honor, if you will.

Matt had this .308 sniper rifle and some other super impressive gun (i’ll add pictures later). I actually was pretty good with the sniper rifle. I only took four shots at the torso target, but two were to the chest and one was right where someone’s eyes would be.

My dad had these two World War II rifles from Poland the former Czech Republic that were pretty sweet. One of them had a bayonet attached to it – awesome. They were really heavy and had a huge kick-back. And after you fired each bullet, you had to pull the lever thing to get the next bullet in the chamber, and the brass from the prior bullet would go flying… also awesome.

We shot rifles for probably three hours. Then we moved on to handguns. Talk about flying brass… I was sitting probably 5 or 6 feet away from my dad and Matt when they were shooting and I totally was getting hit with the shells! They let me try a bunch of handguns. My first few tries were not all that great. I definitely hit the wooden frame of the target way more than the actual target. Wood was splintering and flying everywhere. The .45 magnum handgun was my worst of the day… it was physically too big for my hands. My right wrist was going everywhere and I did some bad shooting.

We set up another torso target and stood about 7 meters away and let loose several magazines. I did way better doing this – I aimed first for the shoulder and then the stomach area and afterward the target actually reflected that πŸ™‚

No, that's not the Smoke Monster from Lost...

We left the range after 4 1/2 hours… it was a nice day for being outside. The weather was ideal πŸ™‚ I am going to be warn out tomorrow, though, I can tell.

By time my dad and I got home, Ali was on her second home date on The Bachelorette – it was Chris L! He’s too adorable. I’m so glad he didn’t get sent home tonight… I still am questioning Frank, though, especially with all those “Next time on The Bachelorette” commercials they keep showing.

My eyes are closing! I’m sure I could write more… maybe I’ll expand on this post at a later date. I’ll definitely link out to stuff so people (like me) who have no idea about gun stuff will be able to see what I was talking about πŸ™‚

Have a great evening!

P.S. The All Star game is on tomorrow night!!!!! Let’s go American League πŸ™‚

(*Note* – all links out were put in on Tuesday July 13th)

Another bumpy night of sleep – thanks dogs and distant thunderstorms! (ugh)

Although the dogs were ready to get up and go around 6:30ish, I was content with pretending I was still asleep so I could just lay there with my eyes closed and try to convince myself that I was actually asleep. My evil plot was working until 7:41 when my phone gave that “Hey Kate, you have a text!” sound and I fumbled around for said phone only to see it was my father letting me know he was leaving where he was and would be home in a few hours. Awesome.

Since the dogs saw me look at my phone, they knew and I knew that I was up for good. I gave my best to put on my “I’m awake and happy” face for the dogs as I “cheerily” asked them, “Who wants to go outside?” Cue two fairly big dogs getting spazzy and running down the steps into the foyer and dancing about while I slide on my mom’s Crocs and unlock both doors.

It was a cool morning – much cooler than it has been – so I made the decision to turn off the AC and open up the house after I fed the dogs and fish. The dogs finished breakfast and we headed back outside for another few minutes of running around on the wet grass.

Back indoors, I chopped up a banana (each dog gets one of the ends for a treat) and poured some granola on top. I grabbed a yogurt and my water bottle for good measure and brought everything to the living room. Though we have a table in there so one could eat in a civilized fashion, I settled down on the love seat with the TV and Blu-ray remotes and instant streamed Netflixed my way to episode one of Season Two of Pushing Daisies – my new favorite show. (It’s not my favorite show of all time… that’s still 30 Rock… but I love Pushing Daisies so much that it’s probably now in my Top 10 favorite shows of all time. Yeah, it’s that awesome)

Oh Lee Pace, how I love thee and your character Ned, aka The Pie Maker.

The writing for this show is pretty great and I love how colorful it is, even though it’s actually quite morbid. Brilliant πŸ™‚

After an episode, I brought my stuff downstairs and put the canoe oar back to the garage. I showered and checked my email. Then instead of working on anything of importance, I decided I needed another episode of my show. Back to the love seat I went. I got about 3 minutes in when my phone rang – it was my dad and a man he had gone fishing with, and they in front of the house. I had to put Yukon in the middle room downstairs since there was soon to be a stranger in the house and she doesn’t do well with the unfamiliar.

The stranger left and my dad and I watched some SNL during lunch. Dad fell asleep, so I ended up finishing my episode and starting another. Half way into that, I had to turn off my show. Dad mowed the lawn while I looked up apartment stuff online.

Dad came back inside and a few minutes later it was thundering really bad and then a huge rainstorm hit. Though by time we left the house to go look at apartments, the rain wasn’t so horrible anymore. We hit some funky weather on our travels today.

Dad and I drove around for an hour or so and looked at the outside of 5 apartments. All of them were in good neighborhoods, so that was comforting. We’re hoping to actually go look at the insides of a few of them on Tuesday.

After apartments we went to an Irish pub in Dinkytown. We chatted a bit about job and apartment stuff. He asked what my plans were – I told him the job hunt hasn’t been great so far, but that I would take a job, even if I wasn’t super excited about it. He (and my mom) told me that I could live with them so I can save money so I can get out of here one of these days… I love my parents. But I also don’t want to live with them. Though, if it comes to that, it comes to that. (It’s not like I’ll live with them forever.) My sister also said that I could live with her in Kansas. I love my family πŸ™‚

When we got home, Dad gathered up some guns and ammunition for tomorrow (we’re going target shooting) while I looked for jobs. Still not going too awesome, but I found a couple of places that would be kinda cool. Tomorrow morning I am going to update my resume and perhaps apply to some places. I also need to figure out if I can pay my health insurance online and what bank I’m going to need to switch too since my Ohio bank is not here in Minnesota. Blah!

My dad and I watched Gamer. It was all right – a bit odd in places, but overall okay. I remember the trailer being awesome. Good premise, but not an amazing movie. Since my dad will be out-of-town for the next time we get a movie in the mail, I get to pick the next movie all for me… I don’t know what I want yet – I will pick that out once I post this.

(I’m not going to link out to stuff now, though perhaps tomorrow or Tuesday I will have time to do so…)

Have a great Monday!!

(*Note – all links were put in on Tuesday June 13th)

Not a proud moment, obviously.

(*note* I will go back and link out to videos, people and websites I mention tomorrow… I am falling asleep at my computer as I type this and cannot think straight)

I apologized right away (about being a dick to my friend), of course, because I knew right after I communicated what I communicated that it was the wrong thing to communicate. But all is well now…

Today has been all over the place. I was on the phone till midnight last night w/my sister talking about Emmy nominations. I then couldn’t sleep and got up for good at 5:13 AM because I was too worried about apartment and job hunting.

I stayed in my room until 7:30ish and then went upstairs – always nice to be greeted by two dogs who just woke up. Have you ever noticed how cute animals are when they are in their waking stages? Adorable.

I let them out, fed them and then let them out again. The grass was super wet, so I had to change sandals while they were eating. Fun times.

I don’t usually watch morning news programs or daytime talk shows, but this morning i watched a bit of The Today Show because Lady Gaga was on. She’s an amazing performer and I loved her new song!! I flipped over to Good Morning America at the commercials because the Top 10 American Idol contestants were on (and I like winner Lee DeWyze, even though I did not at the beginning of the season). Lee and Crystal did all right on their solos, but the Top 10 singing “It’s My Life/My Life Would Suck Without You” (um, steal from Glee much?) was a hot mess and a half. Oh goodness…

Then, I actually watched part of Live with Regis and Kelly. I do not like that show at all, but Jason Segel was on promoting Despicable Me. And I loooooooove me some Jason Segel. He’s funny, he’s adorable, he’s musical, he’s self deprecating, and he’s quick with the one-liners. Would it be so wrong if I put “meet and marry Jason Segel” on my Bucket List?

I talked to my mom on the phone and she helped me locate a camping bag for my dad. He finished packing, I checked email and whatnot.

Best thing I saw online today? Besides my friend Michael Match being a Finalist for Cincinnati Opera Idol (please vote!), a classmate of mine from undergrad is all over the Internet today. Bryson Turner, a stand up comedian and just a stand up guy, was heckled at one of his shows and then he hit the heckler with a solid comeback. And now he’s an Internet sensation! I’m super happy for him… Bryson is a good person. He was in my year of undergrad and he was on the late night variety program I worked on (Fridays Live!). The guy is funny and I hope all of this buzz about him recently helps his career move to the next level. Bryson Turner. Do not forget that name!

After lunch, I fell asleep on the couch in the middle of an SNL episode. Not a great sign… I’m a girl who tries for 8 hours every night, so last night definitely didn’t do me any favors.

My dad left for his weekend thing he had to go to and I sat down at my computer to work on school stuff. I got through 1 and a half super long articles and took another page or two of notes. But then I ended up having a bit of a repeat of yesterday’s youtube extravaganza… though today’s featured performer was Matthew Morrison – i.e. Mr. Shue on Glee. Like Jonathan Groff, Matthew Morrison is downright adorable and is a talented performer of stage and (small) screen.

I shut down my computer and fed the dogs. We played outside for a bit – Moose likes to play tug-of-war with her leash. I made myself a ginormous spinach salad for dinner and sat down to watch the pilot of Pushing Daisies. I am only 1 and a half episodes in, but thus far, I love it. It’s so colorful – like the story sequences in Big Fish or Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (you know, Tim Burton and his colorful movies…) and the protagonist makes pies! And the cast is so good!! Lee Pace (swoon) is a very capable leading man. Plus, he’s adorable as all get-out. I will be watching more of that as soon as I’m done w/this post πŸ™‚

Well, first I need to go get a canoe oar from the garage. I left my baseball bat in Ohio and cannot seem to find one here. I used a tennis racket last time, but I think a wooden oar would work better.

I find myself moving about the house as if I am already mostly asleep. This leads me to forget things (like my oar) or say things I shouldn’t have said (the dickish comment to my aforementioned friend). I should refrain from talking to anyone until tomorrow…

So, I hope you are having a swell Friday night. Though it is only 8:21 as I type this, I can tell that bedtime is probably closer than on a normal night…

Enjoy the start to your weekend πŸ™‚