My New Favorite Show

Why Does It Always Happen To My Favorite Characters?

Why, oh why do they ALWAYS get rid of all the good characters and why?

I understand the character of Gil Grissom from CSI. He was through with it himself. With Gil and Sara gone, there was no reason to watch it.

I was furious for Ghost Whisperer killing Jim and merging him with new-agy stuff. That was one series not to watch.

Now Kutner from House! He quit house to take a position as associate director for the Obama administration's Office of Public Liaison! WTF? For that!? Goddamn political shit! I still haven't decided if I quit watching.

What's next? Patrick Jane -character quits Mentalist?

We Got To Let Norway Know..

South Park did it again! The reason we've bought all seasons on DVD is right there in the 13th episode, the essence of South Park!

Finland gets nuked and for what? Because of Randy and Stan cheated on Pinewood Derby and by doing that started a huge chain of lies that go up to intergalactic level. I like the way Finland is portrayed here. Although the president in real life is not a man as in this episode, but the ever famous Tarja from Conan O'Brien Show (r.i.p show). I guess they mixed the prime minister with the president.

"We got to let Norway know, they were pretty close.." cracked us up. I bet our neighbors enjoyed our nightly laugh-a-rama.

By the way, Matt & Trey, Norway doesn't like Finland. Nobody likes Finland, not even the Finns!

Time Warp Dude Is Hawt

I never actually realized how hot the guy in Time Warp is. You know, the bald one. Jeff Lieberman is a real-life scientist. In case you haven't seen Time Warp, it's just passed its first season of hi-speed camera action. In addition to that beautiful set of brown eyes and a sharp nose, he's not only smart in robotics, but musical. I didn't know that before today, but somehow I've had this image of him playing electric guitar. I don't know if he does play guitar, but anyway.

He's hawt and I must confess having a few nice dreams about him. No, really. Of the few people in public's eye, I'd really like to hear what goes inside his head.

I Still Hate Being Erica

So why am I watching it?



I think this picture speaks for itself. I suffer every episode in hopes of seeing Tyron Leitso. The Hottest of the Ha-w-tee? Yup. Is watching a TV show because of handsome face okay to deal with the torture of the life of that poor woman character? Wouldn't you want to have just one smile from that face?

My Favorite South Park Episode

Cartman goes to Idols and bets with Kyle and Stan that he can make it to the finals. They all, including Kenny sign up and fake their age. Cartman will do the stupid audition stuff the American Idol losers do. Simon Cowell loves him, though. And Kenny shines like the brightest star and ends up in the finals and eventually wins. He gets disqualified when Cartman reveals their true age. Kenny however will sign a record contract.

I Hate Being Erica

So, there's this new show, called Being Erica.

I hate it.I fucking hate it.

I hate all these things about people who get more and more shit every day from their family and more: from their friends. Episode five of Being Erica made me want to kill every woman on this planet.

A good reminder why I don't like women and have only one female friend. I've been deceived, bullied and overlooked by girls and women all my life and seeing one woman - even fictinally - tortured by other women makes me want to puke!

I hate women. The only women I stand are my sisters (partly because I have to and they have more in their heads than the current lipstick fashion and pooping children) and my friend L, who doesn't like the woman stuff either.

However, the crappy show has made me think. What if I'm 32 in just four years, I probably won't be married, employed nor with children. Then I'll be glad I don't have bitches as friends.

You Who Fall In "Love" With A Celeb

An open question to everyone who has fallen in love (or feel some part of the feeling): Is it the actor, the human itself - or is it the character?

I had to ask myself this question after using two minutes of my life to think if I really have extra heart beat for Simon Baker or is it Patrick Jane? How much Baker is in Jane?

Was it ever really Ewan McGregor or was it just Lincoln Six Echo?

Jensen Ackles or Dean Winchester?

Gerard Butler or Dracula?

Chris Evans or Harvard Hottie?

I could go on forever, you know.

Is it real? When you get that feeling, is it real or just as simulated as the characters that get it? Could there be distant chemistry?

My theory is that sometimes someone did look at me like THAT, so I feel that familiar flutter somewhere inside me. Someone had THAT tone in his voice that made me smile the rest of the day. They wake up something inside a person, whether it's a memory trace of something that has happened or just a plain response to stimulae. So, I never blush because of Chris Evans, but rather because I once was kissed by a guy who smiled a lot like him.

A crush I had did the same weird squinch with his eyes as Gerard Butler.

I had to stay up all night to figure that out.

Oh and by the way... Be afraid, Brad Pitt. There's a godly gift to Earth in a boy who plays Luke Van Helsing in a brand new (UK) TV show called "Demons". Holy Smoochy Moo. Born as late as 1986, this boy (Christian Cooke) will stimulate response from quite many girls in the near and far future, I dare say.

I asked a friend of mine to send me a screenshot of this handsome devil for your viewing pleasure, but apparently Christian can't act enough to NOT make a weird face. There's this one, anyway.

He's too pretty now, but a few lines around the eyes and girls will be on their knees in front of him. I'd say, however, that once he hits thirty (and stays far away from drugs, booze and late nights) this boy might grow up to be something awesome! If he (in addition to the trippy way of life avoidance -part) grows a good nature and well-mannered behaviour too, he could be something.

Another show (UK), "Dead Set": I'm a great fan of everything zombie, but this one just sucked. I mean really sucked. Don't bother. Unless you like everything that yells "suck" in every frame. But hey, that's just my opinion.

Hahahah. I just figured out that Mentalist creator was the same guy that was behind Rome, of which I loved the first season. So, will I hate Mentalist after this season, too?

Down With The Sickness & Time Warp

You should try this game:



Zombies!!!

Also:

The Time Warp guys should see how the bee flies. Really.

Twilight, What? Mental(ist)

Holy poo that movie sucks. I don't have ANYTHING positive to say about that movie. It was like 90210 + True Blood messed with a all-time-worst dialogue, stupid "romantic" jumping up and down trees, some vampire baseball.. Shit, shit, shit. I'm glad I didn't have to pay for it. Don't waste your money on it.

I have also forgotten to mention my third favorite show, Mentalist. I don't know why I like it. It's not really good and that guy should be quite the mentalist to actually be able to pull stunts like that. I like Robin Tunney and there's something in her face that makes me just want to stare. I've seen The Craft for at least, like, twenty times. For some creepy reason, I love her chicken legs in it.

Simon Baker, who is the mentalist, Patric Jane (I always thought it was Jayne) has the most evil grin on his face sometimes. Great, wicked smile. Awesome! After CSI went to all-poo halfway through the eight season, this is my replacement. Simon Baker, who you'd might know from The Guardian and Land of the Dead. Of course I recognice him from Ring Two and The Devil Wears Prada (but I'd never confess to watching them)..

There's this X-Filish sparkles-theme between Jane and Lisbon that always works for me. Basically, any show having that kind of a relationship between the main characters, I'm sold.

They killed him!

Jim has been shot and survived. He looks at Melinda and waits for her to wake up after falling asleep next to Jim's hospital bed. When Melinda opens her eyes, they have a short conversation:

Jim: You're more beautiful every time I see you.
Melinda: You're awake! I love you.
Jim: Mel, there's a thing that happened. Umm... Uh, it's called an embolism - it's a technical term and you don't need to know about it.
Melinda: Let me go get you a doctor.
Jim: No, please. Just look at me, right here. Please look at me, right now. Look, look at me right here. I want you to remember me this way, please.

By this time Melinda understands there's something wrong, so she looks at the bed where Jim was sleeping when she fell asleep in the chair. His body is on the bed and the heart rate monitor now shows flatline. He's gone.

Jim: I'll always love you, Melinda
Melinda: No.
Jim: Always
Melinda: No, not you. Please, not you.

So, that's Ghost Whisperer for me. Killing Jim was the last episode I'll see.

My New Favorite Show

True Blood.

I didn't like Anna Paquin at the first look, but after reading all the Sookie Stackhouse books, I think she's jut fine.

I love everything in this show.. everything. It's a shame there's only material for one season or one and a half.

I love the music that plays in the background when Bill is glamouring someone.

I love the look in Bill's eyes when he's angry..

I love it that they don't speak that clinical, forced pretty English.

Thanks HBO.

My So Called Life

I remembered this litte show..

That had - haha - Jared Leto - in it.

Suddenly it's everything about Jared Leto. Like a week ago my sister tells me she is a Jared Leto fan. My other sister called to tell me about Leto's band 30 seconds to Mars (which I've known since 2005), two days ago I watched Alexander after remembering "it was this cute-as-hell guy playing Alexander's lover" and it turned out to be Jared Leto. What's up with the sudden change of the occupant of my thoughts?

He's 36. I can't believe he is 36. He's old. I'll be old in ten years. Getting old sucks.

And I hate Claire Danes for kissing him. Not that I would want to kiss him myself. According to my source, Jared Leto is a frequent d-train passenger who loves himself too much, raises himself above others and knows he's way too good for everyone "ordinary". Or not. Who knows. Maybe he's the sweetest guy, shy and humble.. Or not. Most likely not. Of the 40 Americans I know (of which two are somewhat famous) I know only one who doesn't annoy me just by being himself. I hate the fake smiles everyone seems to have. And the small talk. Asking "How are you" without even wanting to know if you really are okay. Saying "like" in every possible occasion. "Honestly", or "To tell you the truth."


To change the topic, let's go to:

Fate.

I pay attention to something. Suddenly it becomes the top news a few days later.

I'm starting to believe everything is planned in advance and there's nothing I can do. What ever I choose, the outcome has already been decided. No matter how badly I screw up, somehow the sun shines a few days later.

I think of someone and they call me. Or we meet somewhere.

Like Jared Leto haunting me. Suddenly he's everywhere. Not here though, of which I'm sort of happy. It would be like he's the king of Egypt and I'm yesterdays' leftovers..

Oh..

By the way, my blog came up as a search result when somebody did a search on "I slept with Jensen Ackles". Google bot thinks I did, however, because I talked about sleeping with someone who sung Enrique Iglesias' Hero to me and about Jensen Ackles in a post. Thumbs up, Google Bot!

Night Owl

The tune of the day for the hunk of the year:

Now playing: Sander Van Doorn - By Any Demand. Go, listen to it before it starts playing on MTV and all the shabby "clubs" you wouldn't dare show your face in..

By the way.. I'm sure I've forgotten something, I'm getting a hammering headache and I've becoming some kind of a night owl, since it's 3:26 am, I haven't been clubbing and I'm still awake.

Oh, and I went to see Die Hard 4.0 yesterday. Despite of all the "wrong" information given there (about servers and stuff and over-gloryfying the hacking thing), I loved the flick. I can honestly say that I think this is the best of the Die Hards. And the evil hacker king... aaw, what a cutie pie..

Bruce Willis, dude, you're still the man!

Oh, and I checked what makes a person a fan. And I'm not. It's not my fault, that my inner whatever likes to keep Jensen (or Ewan) a regular visitor in my dreams. The reason I have Jensen's photos in my blog is that he's cute. I'm not dreaming of marrying him, or dating him, or seeing him IRL.

Girls, he might be a total dick and he'd probably date only pure homegrown texas silicone implanted botoxed 22-year-old I'm-a-model. That's what they all do. Except Ashton Kutcher who married his grandmother :)

Good Morning

I haven't slept all night for some strange reason...

Some mornings waking up sucks, so I decided to skip that part today. It's six a.m. and the sun is just getting up, so there's no reason to go to bed. I'm gonna wait til the clock turns a bit more, take a shower and then try sleeping.

Meanwhile, lets get into my favorite topic, being currently mr. Dean Winchester a.k.a Jensen Ackles.

How can a smile be as fake as this?

If someone tells me Jensen Ackles is something more than a pretty face, I'll tell then to go screw themselves. This little pretty boy can't even fake a smile and not look fake.

It's as if he's trying to act that he's acting a smile.

But he IS so adorable and by now I have learned one thing in life: you're going to get far just by being adorable.

I'm so tired.

Think I'm gonna go take a nap. Just a nap.. just.. a... na..p

Sometimes Thoughts Just Go..

I just noticed, how CSI's Warrick (Gary Dourdan) has blueish eyes. I know the eye color hasn't got much to do with the skin color, but that surprised me. It could be possible, that there has been someone in his family - like - a hundred years ago, who had blue eyes, but anyways. I can only imagine how much fun it is to be smart and to understand things. Imagine the pleasure of new findings..

I have to return the JAVA course final test today. I've finished it, but I just don't want to send it because I could't answer some stuff and I really, really wanted to score 'cause I was trying to learn this time.

Remember Me - And I Will Never Die

A scary thought I had a few days ago when there was something on TV about those old people who had absolutely nobody in their life and they died all alone in their apartments. Usually it's the neighbors complaining about the smell or the postman reporting when those people have been found. I wonder have they done something in their past that there is no one. What did they have in mind on their last day alive? I know one whose life is bound to end like that - my mothers. She burns all the bridges behind her each year, ditches her friends whenever they even say something she doesn't like. But I don't feel sorry for her. If someone can really say hating someone - I can. She's destroyed my life and she's the reason I'm a wreck who doesn't trust anyone. Maybe I'll wind up dying alone as I can't let anyone near me 'cause I'm afraid that they'd really learn to know me and then hurt me really badly. When I'm saying "knowing" me, it doesn't mean knowing that I laugh on bad jokes and what kind of movies I'd like. I know that there isn't such a man living on this earth - but still keep hoping. Like Bridget Jones. Don't get me wrong, people, I like having J in my life - but I can't help the naiive side in me. I will always be that princess (Ugly, though) waiting for the prince to arrive. I gues when it comes to me, the prince would likely run away.

I think I will go back to Canada. Eventually. I know that leaving this country will be easy, but staying in another knowing nobody (and I don't make friends easily) is very hard. Of course I will have male friends - I'm always like one of the guys. But I've always wanted to have a girl friend who doesn't try to compete with me and who doesn't think she's prettier than me. I had a friend who knew she is very beautiful - And I had to hear about it every day - which made me feel even uglier.

A note to myself: Don't talk so much.

Tune of the moment:
Delerium - Innocente