Twelve On Thursdays.

12 Favorite Movie Quotes:
(Even though I actually did 13...)

Jamie: It's my favorite time of day, driving you.
Aurelia: [in Portuguese] It's the saddest part of my day, leaving you.
-Love Actually.

President: Good morning. In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. "Mankind." That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom... Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: "We will not go quietly into the night!" We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!
-Independence Day.

Joe Fox: Sometimes I wonder...
Kathleen Kelly: What?
Joe Fox: If I hadn't been FoxBooks and you hadn't been the Shop Around the Corner... and you and I had, just you know, met... Yeah. I would have asked for your phone number and I wouldn't have been able to wait 24 hours before calling and asking, "How about coffee, drinks, dinner, a movie, for as long as we both shall live?"
Kathleen Kelly: Joe.
Joe Fox: And you and I would have never been at war. And the only things we would've fought about would be what video to rent on Saturday night.
Kathleen Kelly: Well, who fights about that?
Joe Fox: Well, some people. Not us.
Kathleen Kelly: We would never.
Joe Fox: ...if only.
Kathleen Kelly: I should go.
Joe Fox: Well let me ask you something. How can you forgive this guy for standing you up and not forgive me for this tiny little thing like putting you out of business.
[Kathleen shakes her head no]
Joe Fox: Oh how I wish you would.
Kathleen Kelly: I really have to go.
Joe Fox: Yeah, well, you don't wanna be late.
-You've Got Mail.

Kathleen Kelly: What will NY152 say today I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
-You've Got Mail.

Brian Johnson: Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...
Andrew Clark: ...and an athlete...
Allison Reynolds: ...and a basket case...
Claire Standish: ...a princess...
John Bender: ...and a criminal...
Brian Johnson: Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.
-The Breakfast Club.

Author Abbott: Iris, in the movies we have leading ladies and we have the best friend. You, I can tell, are a leading lady, but for some reason you are behaving like the best friend.
Iris: You're so right. You're supposed to be the leading lady of your own life, for god's sake! Arthur, I've been going to a therapist for three years, and she's never explained things to me that well. That was brilliant. Brutal, but brilliant.
-The Holiday.

Harry Burns: I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
-When Harry Met Sally.

Girl: What does Coyote Ugly mean?
Lil: Did you ever wake up sober after a one night stand, and the person you’re next to is lying on your arm, and they’re so ugly, you’d rather chew off your arm then risk waking ‘em? That’s coyote ugly.
Girl: My God. Well, why would you name your bar after something like that?
Lil: Oh, ‘cause Cheers was taken.
-Coyote Ugly.

Jonathan: This is the ultimate blend to drink. How'd you find this place?
Sara: I first came in because of the name: Serendipity. It's one of my favorite words.
Jonathan: It is? Why?
Sara: It's such a nice sounding word for what it means: a fortunate accident.
-Serendipity.

Young Noah: Would you just stay with me?
Young Allie: Stay with you? What for? Look at us, we're already fightin'
Young Noah: Well that's what we do, we fight... You tell me when I am being an arrogant son of a bitch and I tell you when you are a pain in the ass. Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a 2 second rebound rate, then you're back doing the next pain-in-the-ass thing.
Young Allie: So what?
Young Noah: So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out.
-The Notebook.

Young Allie: Why didn't you write me? Why? It wasn't over for me, I waited for you for seven years. But now it's too late.
Young Noah: I wrote you 365 letters. I wrote you everyday for a year.
Young Allie: You wrote me?
Young Noah: Yes... it wasn't over, it still isn't over
-The Notebook.

Annie Braddock: In Africa they have the saying, it takes a village to raise a child. But for the tribe of the upper-eastside of Manhattan, it takes just one person. The nanny.
-The Nanny Diaries.

A.J: You know what I was thinkin'?
Grace: What?
A.J.: I-I really don't think that the animal cracker qualifies as a cracker.
Grace: Why?
A.J.: Well cause it's sweet, which to me suggests cookie, and, you know, I mean putting cheese on something is sort of the defining characteristic of what makes a cracker a cracker. I don't know why I thought of that, I just...
Grace: Baby, you have such sweet pillow talk.
-Armageddon.

These are only a few of
my faves. I clearly have
a bajillion more. But I just
picked some of the movies I
could see in my movie case...
and went from there.
Hollla.

What are some of your favorite
movie quotes my adorable
blogging buddies?

Get Your Tushy Home. Kay. Thanks.

I miss Kara.
She's in New York.
And I'm here, in Horsham.

Our conversation online...while
she's hard at work, sort of,
and I'm sitting in my room...

Shiloh (her): my stomach hurts soo bad
Shiloh: i have to go to macys
Shiloh: id rather be shot right now
Suri (me): awww.
Suri: i hate that. you know its a bad situation when you'd rather be shot.
Suri: whats at macys?
Shiloh: i need a dress and i saw the perfect one there for this event thing tomorrow
Shiloh: ugh
Shiloh: i dont rememebr which floor or anything though
Suri: boo.
Shiloh: theres just too many floors
Suri: you're dress is on the 3rd floor.
Shiloh: ok thanks
Suri: of course.
Shiloh: and my stomach is killing me
Shiloh: i dont want to go basically
Suri: did ya eat something?
Suri: or just a tummy ache?
Shiloh: im not sure
Shiloh: crohns prob
Suri: it always is.
Suri: sneaky bastard.
Shiloh: i know i hate it
Suri: hate him.
Shiloh: come to macys w/ me
Suri: okay.
Shiloh: i cant convince anyone to go
Suri: i'll go.
Suri: you know i'll always go.
Shiloh: i know
Shiloh: where r u when i need ya
Suri: in horsham.
Suri: how awful is that?
Shiloh: ughh
Suri: its the last place i need to be.
Suri: yet, somehow...this is where i always remain.
Shiloh: come to nyc and go to macys w/ me!
Shiloh: ill even meet you there
Suri: on my way.
Shiloh: ill wait for you outside
Suri: putting my shoes on...
Shiloh: ok good
Suri: i might be a few minutes longer...could ya stop and get me a coffee?
Shiloh: sure what kind
Suri: dunkin donuts. cinnamon.
Suri: one cream.
Suri: 2 sugars.
Suri: you're a doll.
Shiloh: no prob
Shiloh: done
Suri: this is why i love ya!
Shiloh: i love how youll come to macys w/ me
Suri: as if i wouldn't...
Shiloh: ok im leaving
Suri: i'll apply.
Suri: after i get back from macys with you...
Suri: have fun.
Suri: and see you shortly.
Shiloh: hahah ok
Shiloh: love you
Suri: love you right back.

Will You Marry Me?

I meant to bring this up
after I finished reading it.
Wayyy back in the beginning
of summer. But as I was cleaning
up my night table, I saw that
the book was sitting there...marked
with a piece of paper. Opened it
up, read the few sentences, sighed,
smiled, and decided today is the
day I will talk about it.
Dun. Dun. Dun.

As I've mentioned before, I'm
simply in love with Megan McCafferty
and her series of Sloppy Firsts.
Jessica Darling has become one of
my favorite characters. In fact, she is
definitely in the top ten. And that's
a huge accomplishment.

In Charmed Thirds, my love for
Bridget, one of Jessica's sort of
kind of friends, grew tremendously.
So in the last few chapters, when she
gets engaged, my heart melts.

Now. I'm naturally a sucker for
proposals. I love everything about
them. I love reading stories about
the creative ways guys come up
with to pop the question. And I cringe
at the sound of tacky and cliche proposals.
Ladies deserve better! Psh.

So I was simply delighted with the
proposal in this book. (Way to go, McCafferty!)

Here we go...get ready to swoon. . .

Bridget and boyfriend Percy went
to see a performance by the
local high school. They were sitting
there, and when Bridget wasn't
looking, Percy slips a piece of paper
into Bridget's playbill. Like those papers
inserted when there is an understudy.
However. On this particular paper,
it had Bridget's headshot, and underneath
it said, And tonight, and for the rest of her life,
the role of Mrs. Percy Floyd will
be played by Bridget Milhokovich.

THEN...Percy kneels down in the aisle
with an engagement ring.

What a story, huh? Okay. I know it's
just a book...but I don't care. It gives
me warm and fuzzies. I one day
anticipate for such a proposal.
Something totally clever in its
own special way...followed by the
whole getting down on one
knee deal.

But until then...I'll just continue
reading about such sweet
sentiments...and watching it
on TV and movies.
Oh well.

Mmm. Happy Dreaming. . .

Pictures. They Are Good For The Soul.

I'm posting pictures from
The Outer Banks. (Finally)
However...I don't have many,
because most of them somehow
disappeared off my camera.
I highly dislike when that happens!
But anyways. Here are just a couple...

Family in the ocean. Kind of blurry.
No. Very blurry.

Uncles building a sandcastle.
This turned out VERY cool.
Must be the brotherly love they
put into it. We had lots of people stopping
to admire their work.

Our Christmas tree for our
Christmas in July celebration.
We all buy a silly/beachy gift and then
do a white elephant exchange.
Lots of laughs.

This was our movie room. Yes.
We had a "movie theater" in our
house. It was pretty fabulous...
and loud.

This was our beautiful gourmet kitchen.
A whole ton of yummy meals were
created in there night after night.

Now that's the end of the
photos. Psh. Maybe I'll dig some
others up...but you catch the drift.
It was an amazing time...wish I was
still there...soaking up the rays.
Hollla. Nothing like family time.

I Believe.

I Believe. . .

-That it's okay if I don't always return
phone calls and texts right away.

I Believe. . .

-That I will always get the job finished,
even if it takes me a little bit longer than people would like.

I Believe. . .

-In spending money on things I want, when I want
to.

I Believe. . .

-I'll make it to LA in September.

I Believe. . .

-That 24 will be a great age.

I Believe. . .

-It's okay if I don't wash my hair for two
days. It seriously looks so M.U.C.H better.

I Believe. . .

-Being brunette really is more fun.

I Believe. . .

-I will get through all of my summer reading
list by the end of September.

I Believe. . .

-That crying makes me feel better.

I Believe. . .

-That it's okay if I collect recipes, even though I
don't cook, ever.

I Believe. . .

-I'll make it out there in that cruel, cruel world,
even if some people think I won't.



What do you believe in today. . .?

Here. There. Everywhere.

I finished Confessions of A Shopaholic
the other night.

















I naturally fell in love with
Rebecca Bloomwood. Any
woman who has ever
dropped ungodly amounts
of money, that they just
don't have, on items that
they just don't need, can completely
and utterly relate to this little
lady. I now must continue
reading the others...ahem,
Shopaholic Takes Manhattan?
I just can't wait. Oh. . .and these
pictures have me really thrilled
about the movie. How adorable
is Isla Fisher? Now seriously, yo.

































































Is she, isn't she? I'm going withhhh...
Jennifer, Ben, and Baby Violet
are all expecting a little surprise
in the next few months. Yess.
I definitely think there is a
baby bump under that shirt
she has on. And I'm so very
excited for the sweet, sweet family!





















Mr. Will Smith is apparently the big
money-maker on the Forbes list
these days. 80 million is his number.
80 million dollars. In the words
of Joey from Blossom, WHOA!
Hey Will...how about sending some
of that cash my way?



















I can't help it. When I have
sickly, weird obsessions with
celebs, I stay loyal to them.
Despite everything bad. What
kind of fan would I be if I ran
at the first sight of a downfall?
So through and through, kidnapping,
shaving of the head, and even channeling
her inner-British accent, I've believed
that Britney will be okay. Tomorrow
night on E!, I am very much looking
forward to The True Hollywood Story:
Britney Spears: The Price of Fame.
I know. I'm so lame. And I should probably
give up on her already, but I just can't.
I won't.















That's all.

I Spill All.

Yipppy! All your sweet
words and happy thoughts
worked...and prayers
to the man...St. Anthony!
I FOUND MY EARRINGS!
P.h.e.w. What a great
feeling it was, I tell ya!
They were, for some silly
reason, lurking around in
my laptop bag. And nowww...
they are hanging SAFELY
on my earring holder. Exactly
where they belong. Of course,
I did have one of my favorite
pairs hanging on my earlobes
earlier today. And my holes
never felt more dazzling.

Here are a few pictures
of the sassy little thangs.
These pictures don't really
do any justice to their
amazing-ness...but you
get the idea.

























Ohh. And here is my fabulous new
bag that I got at, gasp, Target!
last week.






























Mmm. How I just adore that place. Along
with pretty much every other person
in the world. Or at least sane person.
Psh. The amounts of money I
can oh so easily drop walking
through the aisles. Ridiculous.
But yes. I was in dire need of
a carry-on type of bag...without
spending some mega-amount
of cash. And hollla, I scored this
divine bag for just $12. How
friggin' grand is that! I was tickled
pink. Clearly.

OH. And than my Phillies had a
pretty awesome game last
night against the Mets.
Even if they ended up
losing to them tonight...psh.
Come on, boys! You can get
em' tomorrow. I just know it, yo.
And PS, yumm...you're so cute,
Chase Utley! And to all those
ladies that love them some
good HOH...this stud has got
it going onnn underneath his
hat.





























Last night, me and Miss J. James
went to dinner at Iron Hill. It
was quite lovely. I had this
wonderful Southwestern salad
that had my taste buds craving for
more after I devoured every
last bite. We than hopped over to
the bar area...later one of her friends
joined us, and we drank
some beers while watching
the Phillies steal the game!
Wahhooo.

Today. It poured on and off
all day. Storming like mad.
Lighting, thunder, the works.
Me and J. James hit up Target,
because I feel as though I need
to go there every day of the week,
and the Maple Glen Center Pharmacy.
Sweet lil' place that it is. I than went to
my brother and sister-in-laws for
pizza. SIL's sister also joined us.
We played Scattergories, and than
me, SIL and SIL's sis' watched
Big Brother. Quite eventful.

Mmm. And even though I'm
not Ashlee Simpson's biggest
fan, today on Perez, he showed
a picture of a very pregnant
Mrs. Wentz. And the celeb
whore that I am, got quite
excited regardless. Not to mention...
I'm such a sucker for a pregnant
belly.

Mmm'k.
That's all.

Oh Sugar Pie!

I've been dyingggg to report on
thissss allll dayyy. . .

I am very disappointed in the news
about Christian Bale. Psh.
Assault charges? So uncool,
Mr. Bale. Seriously. And you're
such a sexy face. Look at that.
DAYUM!



















I hope that
it's not for real...and there has
been some type of mistake.

I've always liked you. Always.
Your Newsies and Treasure Island
performances made my day...
and I've been hooked ever since.

Pish posh. Until Perez gives me
the word that you are indeed
a beater of your mother and
sister, I choose to ignore the
accusations. Especially since the
current word is that you are denying
any "wrongdoing."
And I am really
hoping that someone at TMZ
is waiting outside the jail in
London...in hopes to get some
live feed of you being released.
Haha. I am such a creeper!

I am getting more and more excited
for the 90210 series to start up.
September 2nd, baby! A day before
my birthday. Happy friggin' birthday
to me. Donna, Kelly AND Brenda are
all making appearances. Ahem.
Amazing. I'm expecting BIG things.
So BIG things better come from it.
Plus. I'm hoping for a few more
oldies to drop by. Dylan...Brandon...
Steve perhaps?




















I get really giddy for the start
of fall. Because towards the end
of summer...I get cravings for
new episodes and new shows.
However...I'm still enjoying the
remainder of the summer...but
can't help the anticipation inside
me. . .

Not to mention. I miss watching
Lauren Conrad and her glamorous
lifestyle. And I'm quite curious
to see what's going to happen
with Izzie Stevens. Mmm.
And where will the Housewives
be when it picks back up? And what
will the kids of One Tree Hill
be up to? And who will be the
new stars dancing around the ballroom
on Dancing With The Stars? And JUST
maybe ABC will surprise me with
October Road...even though it's
rumored to be canceled. ACK!

Usually...around this time of
the summer...I start dreading
the thought of having to return
to school. Buying books...doing
homework...studying for tests.
Ick. I hate it all. But THANKFULLY...
that is ALL behind me. Holla.
The part of moving into
a new place...decorating with
friends...and seeing the faces I've
missed for four months is something
I will TRULY miss, though.

But I've totally accepted it...and
am totally ready to become a big
girl with a big girl job.
SOMEONE HIRE ME!
And someone give me an
apartment in Manhattan!
One that can host all my college and
home friends whenever they
please. And heck...I'd even
host my blogging friends
if they care to visit. Seee.
I deserve my Manhattan apartment!
Oh. And a sweet, sweet, yummy looking
man would also be nice while
I'm at it.

M'kay. Now I'm completely
rambling.

That's all.

A Survey. From Me...To You.

I have stolen this from
a dandy little blog.
Check er'out.

If I were. . .

a month: September. November. December.
a day of the week: Tuesday.
a direction: Up.
a historical figure: Some type of viking.
a kind of weather: A crisp day in the Fall. Not freezing, but chilly enough to bundle up. OR the first snow fall.
a musical instrument: A rockin' guitar.
an animal: A dead one.
a flower: Lily or Tulip.
a color: Peach. Because I am one.
a sound: The wind blowing or the sound of a kiss. SMOOCH!
an element: Seaborgium. No idea what exactly it is. But I like the name.
a song: What A Feeling by Irene Cara, from Flashdance. One Day At A Time by Deana Carter. Lucky by Britney Spears. And probably a million others.
a book: Sisterhood of The Traveling Pants.
a food: Plain cheese pizza from Little Pats.
a place: The North Pole.
a material: Fleece.
a taste: Sour.
a scent: Warm, soft chocolate chip cookies baking.
a word: Scrumptious.
an object: Magazine or a Christmas Tree.
a body part: Belly button.
a facial expression: A devilish smirk.
a time of day: The wee hours of the morning.

I Rant For The Moment.

So. I am rather mad. And
disappointed. And sad.
I packed up a few earrings to bring
with me on vacation,
ones I had bought from
the "fair" in Ecuador while
I was there. Just
because they are pretty much
my ear jewelry of choice.
Anywhooo. I couldn't seem
to find the bag I put them
in when I was unpacking in
the Outer Banks. So I was so
sure that I left them at home on my
dresser. I convinced myself that's
where they must be. Because they
were clearly no where with me in
North Carolina. Ughh. I was bummed,
and so were my little ears. Because
they had to go undecorated for the
week. But we survived it.

HOWEVER. Now that I've been back
four days, I STILL can't seem
to find them. They aren't where I thought
they would be. They aren't hanging on my
earring holder or anything, either. Nooo.
They are no where.
I mean, they are somewhere...I just
don't know where at the moment.
My heart aches for my Ecuadorian
earrings. Please come out, come out
wherever you areee. They HAVE to
turn up. They are irreplaceable.
I have been searching high and low.
Man oh mann.

Thennn. My job search has yet
to peak. I am still unemployed.
And I can't seem to find anything
worthy of me. I know. I know.
Ridiculous. But true. I have
somewhat high expectations
when it comes to the job I want. But
I am keeping my mind opened...
and trying to remain positive,
but it's just so stinkin' hard!
Pshh.

On a more happy side...I've
been one heck of a reading
machine. And that's always
a nice feeling for me. I don't read
often...but when I do...I go through
MAJOR reading kicks...and I just
don't stop. Here are my books I
have flown through this summer so far. . .

Nicholas Sparks-The Choice:












I loved this book! Cried like a baby
at the end. Mr. Sparks must be
such a romantic. His wife is
one lucky lady.

The Pact-Jodi Picoult:











Twisted and very disturbing.
I like Jodi's books...but I usually find myself
disappointed with her endings.
And this one just left me angry
and bitter. But it is definitely a
page turner.

Charmed Thirds and Fourth Comings-Megan McCafferty:












I am OBSESSED with this entire
series. Megan is a pure genius.
I have fallen in love with the leading
lady, Jessica Darling. Not to mention,
the leading man, Marcus Flutie has
me grinning ear to ear on every
page. I CANNOT wait for the
fifth one to come my way.
Too bad it's not until 2009.
Pshh.

The Devil Wears Prada-Lauren Weisberger:












I read this forever ago, and decided
to revisit it. However, I didn't remember
anything from the first time around.
And I kept getting stuck on the
fact that it was quite different
than the movie. Psh. And after I finished,
I think I enjoyed the movie better.
Mmm.

Good In Bed-Jennifer Weiner:










I totally dug this book. Plus-it
took place in Philadelphia, which was
fun...since its 20 minutes from where
I live. Hollla. I'll for sure be picking
up another Jennifer book.

Mary and O'Neil-Justin Cronin:











This was a very different book than
I normally read. But I liked it a lot.
Relationships. Friendships. And
everything in between.

And there are definitely more to
come. And I feel like I might
be leaving one or two out. Psh...
But whatev.

As of right now...I am going to go
continue the search of the missing
earrings...and than lay out in the pool.

In the meantime...I'll say a lil'
prayer to Saint Anthony and
hope for the very best!

St. Anthony, St. Anthony
Please come down
Something is lost
And can't be found.

Catching Upppp.

I'm home from the Outer Banks.
We arrived in Horsham
around 11:30 pm Friday night.
It's funny. We got home from
vacation right around the
same time we left for
vacation. Fancy that, yo.

I have yet to upload my pictures
from the eventful week...but
you'll be seeing them soon enough,
I can guarantee. I'm kind of still
in slow-down mode. As in,
I'm just not ready to power back
into being home and all. I still have
a bag or two I need to unpack,
ughhh, unpacking is the worst!
And yesterday...I think I stayed
in bed until 4:30 in the afternoon.
Ack. L.a.z.y. But. I loved every single
second of it. No lies.

Last night I enjoyed a lovely
dinner with Chef Merc at Olive
Garden. It was delishhh. As it
always is. And than we went out
for some drinks. Because that's just
how we roll!

OHHH...I forgot to mention. This
is the best part of my trip. It
always is. Well. Maybe not the BEST
part...but it's seriously gets the
vacation off on the right foot.
Every year we eat breakfast at the
same place when we arrive in Duck,
North Carolina. (That's where we
stay in the Outer Banks...Duck...how
cute, eh?) Anywayssss. The restaurant...
being in North Carolina and all...
home of the set of Dawsons Creek...swooon...
has a SIGNED picture of the beautiful cast
hanging on the wall right next to the
table we just so happen to always get.
Considering we are a rather large group, so
they always stick us in the back of the
place. But yesss...the Dawsons crew
ate at Henry's! I always like to
pretend I'm sitting in the very same
seat Pacey Witter dined in. I'm such
a fool. But it gets me going! Alsooo.
There is a single photo of just Joshua
Jackson and a VERY lucky fan hanging
there as well.
Umm...how great is that. Double
dosage. I ALWAYS mean to take
a picture...but can never dig my camera
out of of my bag to do. So next year...
I am convinced to capture the moment!
Caitlin...over at Gorgeous Footsteps in The Sand...
I thought you'd especially appreciate
this tid bit. Since we share a love
for the guy and all!
Hollla.

Mmmm. . .and on another note,
I can't wait to see The Dark Knight.
I've heard splendid things about it.
Scoreeeee.

Ohh. And on another note again,
I still have a ton of reading to do
in the blogging world. I look
forward to diving into all of it
tonight. Yeah. Tonight sounds
like a wonderful night to do all that.

Okay. That's all.

The Swap Questionnaire.

A tad late.
But yayyy for the swap!
And my fabulous swap partner!

Basics:

What is your favorite color(s)?
Yellow and Pink.
Andddd peach.

“Shabby chic” vs. “straight, clean lines”– what’s more you?
Ohhh. I am totally a little of both.
Shabby chic and clean lines define me, baby!

Where’s your favorite vacation destination (you have to have been there before)?
Well I haven't been many places.
But I do love the Outer Banks...since I've been
vacationing there since I was a little tyke.
Andddd. I adore Ecuador.

Pick ONE: shoes, clothes, purses:
Just one? Pshh.
Umm. Shoes baby...shoes.

Describe yourself in three (3) words.
Inspiring. Loud. Excitable.

Music:

Favorite song of all time?
Mmm. I Don't Want To Miss A Thing.
I have personal attachments to it.

What is one song you secretly really like that no one would believe you if you told them?
People never believe that I like anything by Eminem.
But I do. I like him a lot. Ooppps. Har har.

What would you consider the “theme song” of your life?
Girls Just Want To Have Fun-Cyndi Lauper.

If you could see any concert – what would it be?
Oh sheesh. I've seen SO many concerts.
But I would LOVEEEE to see
Michael Jackson...back in the day.

Name the radio station most commonly playing in your car. What’s the genre?
B101...Delilah. She's a doll.
It's pretty much soft rock.
Lovey dovey songs and such.
She plays a little of everything.
OR...92.5...it's country.

What is your favorite holiday?
Christmas and 4th of July.

What food item is your holiday not complete without?
Pumpkin pie!

What’s your favorite holiday memory?
I have the WORST memory ever.
Pshh.

Is there a holiday tradition that you cherish? If so, what is it?
Christmas Eve dinner.

Lights: colored or white?
I love both. Colored on my tree
and white on the outside.

Deep Thoughts:

If you could get advice from any woman (dead or alive), who would it be?
My grandmom. She gives me so much
motivation and inspiration.
She always believes in me.

Name three (3) “simple pleasures” in your life.
A great book. Snuggling. Quotes.

What is your dream job–be honest!
A journalist. For a top magazine.
Yummm.

If you could play any character on TV or in the movies, which one would you pick? Katie Holmes in Dawsons Creek.
Orrrr Anne Hathaway in The Devil Wears Prada.

What car would you most like to be the "spokes model" for?
Ick. I'm pretty sure that I would never
be a spokes model for any car. I pretty much
dislike cars at every cost. My sense of direction
is terrible...they always break down on me...
and getting pulled over has become more
of a game for me. Pshh.

Charged Up.

Guess who is back in business.
Yes. After a ridiculous amount
of days...I finally have my computer
back. And let me tell youuu...
I am one H.A.P.P.Y gal.
Happyyyy, happyyyy.
Yups. That is me.

However. Since my computer
has been returned to me,
I haven't had much one on
one time with it. Pshh.

The reason? The family left for
the Outer Banks last night, Friday,
at midnight. So I have been in the
car/lounging on the beach...giving me
very little computer time. Which, in
my book, is more than okay by me.
Clearlyyyy.

So I am for real life going to do
some MAJOR catching up
on my blogs. Well...your blogs.
Mmmhmmm.

It feels good to be allll
powered up. Holla.

As for right now, pardon
me while I go indulge in the
crazy lives of the blog-o-sphere.

Amennn.

Still Nada.

My computer STILL isn't fixed.
It's been torture the past few
days. I know it sounds nuts,
but I'm going nuts without it.
And without my regular routine.
Pshh.

Thank goodness for my dearest
friends returning home to
Horsham for a couple of days.
PHEW! I was graced with
K.Kuliga's presence on Sunday
evening. Man did it feel good
to see her stunning face.
Me, her and the boyfriend, and
when I say boyfriend, I mean hers,
went bowling. It was rather entertaining.
And um, I don't bowl. At all. I hate
most things associated with bowling.
Ick. But we went. Because, well,
it was Sunday...we didn't feel like
going for drinks...and there wasn't
much else to do. So bowling it was.
And let me tell you, much to my
dismay, I enjoyed it. Sort of. Kind of.
I probably won't do it again...or at least
not any time soon, but whatever.
K's boyfriend is intense when it comes to
bowling. That was quite humorous.
And I almost beat him the first game...
which was also humorous...because he wasn't
happy about that.
Har. In your face Loyalinator!

Thennn. Todayyy...I got to spend some
time with K.Merc. Always exciting.
We did some massive shopping...
pictures of all my fun goodies hopefully
on Thursday-when I get my computer
back...fingers crossed. We spent ridiculous
hours in Target, or Heaven as we like
to think of it, and bought things that
we most certainly did not need. But
oh well. Old Navy, Kohls, and the mall
were among our other excursions.
Holler.
Than, to top it off...we enjoyed
a wonderful dinner at Bennigans...one
of mine and Chef Merc's fave restaurants.
We gabbed about everything
and anything, mostly men, ugh, and
watched a rude customer in action
that busted our bubbles. All of which
was highly eventful and disturbing!

So as much as it's been sucking
not having the laptop to play
on...I've been managing!
Or at least more so than I would
have been if the friends wouldn't
have come around. (But sadly they
have returned to their other states.
Booooo you Jersey and New York!)

I have SO much blog reading
to do come Thursday. However...
I will be attending a Billy Joel
concert in Hershey that day
with my bestest buddy Jonathan.
So it'll have to wait until Friday.
Ughh. Will I make it that long?
Hopefully! And this is all
considering that I get the
computer back. Psh.
I so better, dudes.

Just wanted to stop in. I hope
everything has been fulfilling
and delicious in each of your
lives! I greatly look forward
to catching/stalking up on
all of you in two/three days.
Yippppy. Get ready for
lots and lots of overdue
comments to be left.

Hollla.

I Want To Run. . .Careless And Free.

I am EXTREMELY disappointed.
My ever-so loving companion,
the laptop, has crashed and burned.
Or something of that nature.
(I've been listening to a lot of
Savage Garden, lately-ack!)

The laptop is at the doctors.
Hopefully getting fixed into
tip-top shape! Or else...
my hopes and dreams will
be shattered! I was saying to
my dad after dropping the
little lady off...(as my wrenching heart was
parting with her, because
I think it's the first time I've
had to leave her in an unfamiliar place...
I hope she will be okay without
the comfort of my sweet, cozy house,
dorm room, apartment...and so on...)

Anyways. I was saying to my dad
how crazy it is that we all become
so dependent on technology.
And how the minute it's not in
the palm of our hands...our lives
are all a-muck. Well. At least
that is how I'm feeling. Every time
I peer over at my empty looking
desk, I feel all out of whack. I'm
a nerd, what can I say?

But the thought of being computer-less
for the next few days...S.I.X. to be exact,
really concerns me in more ways than
one. My daily routine consists of being
logged on to the world wide web far
too often to be able to function properly
without it. Ahem...can we all say pathetic?
Because I can. And I'm very well aware
of this problem I have. But oh well!
For cryin' out loud. If the internet makes
me happy...and if being able to refresh
Perez every five seconds feels slightly
orgasmic for me, so be it. It could be way
worse, right?

Not to mention. . .
I had big, huge blogging plans for the
reminder of this week. All of which
will probably end up getting put
on hold until next. Ughh. The insanity!

PS. . .I'm a little bummed to see
that one of the pictures from my last
post, the Zack Morris one to be exact,
isn't showing up on my sisters
computer...? Mmm. I'm not loving that.
It did pop up on mine, before the tragic
incident occurred yesterday afternoon,
(excuse me while I bow my head and
mourn for five seconds...).

Anyways. . .

Now I will be very behind on
my blog readings...because I have
become quite attached to that as well.
You should all be very thrilled to know
that your blogs are right up there on my
daily reads of the most famous of famous
celebs. Katie Holmes, Paris Hilton, Jen
and Ben, and all the other usual household
names for me. My heart aches. . .

Maybe I'll pop on here once more
during the week...but my skepticism
has the best of me. Psh. What can I
say.

I guess I'll work on my tan, continue
to get rid of the icky poison, "exercise,"
catch up on some reading, and perhaps
try to remember life as it was BC.
No. Not Birth Control, or Before Christ.
Buttttt. . .Before Computers.
A life I'd rather not recall...but looks
like that is what it'll be like for the next
six days.

Granted...we do have three other computers
within the walls of this house. Ones I just never
feel like using, or am too lazy to walk to.
Har dee har har!

Psh. . .