A year has passed since Paris was in the slammer. Celebs are so boring these days..
Seriously.. name ONE celeb that you actually care to read about in US Weekly???! (i mean.. granted i'm going to read trashy tabliods anyways- but nothing interesting is going on)
kudos for the pic tmz!
So apparently there are 3 blind mice that like to hang out underneath our fridge. We thought it was only one, but then had a feeling there was more after we caught 1 with a mousetrap. While I asked Gus to drive it to the next town over and let it go free-- I'm not sure that happened.
Next up: pulling a "To Catch a Predator" scheme by videotaping the mousetrap and seeing what exactly is going on. 2 MORE FRIGGIN' MICE! I must admit, they are really cute and hilarious when watching them on camera.. but then I realize its my apartment.. and I start to freak out. And put on slippers instead of flipflops.
NOTE: That's peanut butter, because the mice ate the cheese!!!
Did you know there was a Top Model Event called "1st Annual Fiercee Awards"? Tyra claims the extra E stands for the extra fierceness.. but I really think she believes that she can make up her own words and that Websters will add it into their book and give her all the credit. But thats just my theory..
Behold, some former ANTM'ers. Some will surprise you!!! Thanks Ali for sending me the link. I should spell your name Alie (for extra fierceness obvi)
click here for all the pics!
there were a few people on the red carpet, but i refuse to showcase annoying characters (ie: tyra, saleisha, etc..) at the jq lounge...
Jaslene! 
above: THAT's Jade?! are you kidding me?
Joanie!
Takara!
who doesn't love a slip up on the red carpet!!
And my favorite (plus the prettiest), Jay Manuel
And it was called My Best Friend's Wedding.
I mean.. small chance I'll end up seeing the McDreamy flick, but seriously.. every single part about the commercial screams "Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart and I will love you....forever and ever, we never will part.."
[cue in the Lobster waiters]
i can quote easily 91% of that movie. are you still reading? are we still friends?
Ordered some sweet ass tickets to the Broadway play Avenue Q for next weekend! I figured the best way to break the hubs into going to a play is to pick the one that has to do with wicked puppets. Anyone see it?
And on a sour sore tooth note.. I think I've got myself a dry socket! I thought it was normal to have a huge pain in my lower left tooth 24/7 keeping me up at night for 6 days after elective oral surgery, but apparently I can go to the dentist and have it diagnosed and healed? What an awesome country we live in!
And I might have developed a minor Donna Martin-esque dependency on painkillers. Boo hoo, I'm already out of percocets. Now I know how Dr. House feels about his vicodin.
update: no dry socket. i'm just a big wimp. but i got more treats ;)
updated update: it turns out it WAS a drysocket, and I'm still in pain 9 days later. sweet!
I'm proud to say that I've never had to deal with a bridezilla (or be one!).. but The New York Post featured bride-to-be, Kristi Serrano, seems a little batshit crazy and uptight, and I kinda wish I could grab a drink with her sometime.
When she got engaged, she sent out a 7 page power point contract to her 12 bridesmaids, even though her wedding isn't until September '09. One was even "fired" when she refused to sign it.
Things in her contract:
WARNING: This is a big pity party post.. due to hunger, pain and exhaustion
Worst. weekend. ever. Wisdom teeth surgery itself actually went great, I ended up getting full anesthesia so I don't think I even saw the doctor once! Its just been the following 48 hrs that have been horrible. My face didn't puff up until Saturday morning, and now I look like a freak show. I had even planned on posting a picture thinking it'd be funny to look back on, but I lose respect for myself every time I look in the mirror.
To sum it up, I look like:
Shallow Hal meets J-Lo pregnant with Quadruplets meets Charlize Theron from Monster..
Painkillers do not seem to be working, my face is still numb, I've had a fever and an ear-ache, and I think half of my lip has fallen off from being chapped. Have NO CLUE how I'm going to go back to work tomorrow, unless a surgeon from Extreme Makeover makes a house call and figures out how to drain some puffiness out of my face.
Alright enough with the depressing complaining.
Instead I'd like to do some pretend online shopping in my head and think about what I SHOULD'VE spent $1,000 on this weekend, instead of electing oral surgery!
Makeup: Hmmm I dropped $330 at MAC on wedding makeup 2 yrs ago and that only managed to fill up 2 small bags. So doing the math, I would buy 4 small bags worth of MACness.
Shoes: Instead of saying I'd buy 1.5 pairs of Jimmy Choos, I'd probably just go to DSW and pick about 12 pairs of shoes instead.. cos I like to have a lot of options for shoesie woosies in the morning. And knowing my luck, I'd break my Jimmy Choo heel within 1 week walking some Boston Cobblestone.
Luggage: I've been searching online for some cute luggage (because I think if you have just plain black luggage, the odds go up that the airline will totally LOSE it!) and unfortunately Gus will not agree to let me buy Betseyville Luggage (from Betsey Johnson). "Julie, you really think I'm going to take that hot pink thing as a carry on when I go on a business trip!?"
Clothes: J.Crew spring collection. SO up my alley. (minus the hat, I'm not THAT cool)
Donate to the MSPCA (Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals): They sent me the cutest address labels last week, and I made a small donation, but I'd love to make a bigger one.
Hope you all had a better weekend than me.. I'll think up a shiny happy post soon.
So, sorry I have been a Debbie Downer Blogger this week. I'm getting my wisdom teeth out later on this morning, and pretty much all week I've been running around trying to get stuff done, since I'm probably going to be a dazed, puffy faced, sore jawed Julie Q for the next few days. Either painkillers = awesomely amazing blogging to come, or it means that I'll be watching every single HBO on-demand movie with a package of frozen peas on both sides of my face screaming for Nurse Rocco to get me some more apple sauce with cinnamon sprinkled on top.
But fear not, Boston.com posted my favorite thing ever.. Celebrity look-alikes!!! A few favorites.. I was surprised that only 1 girl made the cut for my favorites.
The Ben Stiller one was pushing it- but I would totally think the guy looked like his brother or something if I saw him walking down the street.
Also- I was checking out Instyle.com and found some very Pretty Paper websites. I think I'm going to order some wicked lovely post-its on galison.com for only $9.50. I'm such a post-it whore at work, I think its the equivalent to a doctor's prescription pad for me, shelling out useless advice/info to myself and others..I showed a girl at work the link and the first thing she said was "I wouldn't want to write on them! It'd ruin the pretty paper" Loves it...
Too bad I will have no wisdom to write on said post-its... omg I hope I don't lose my puns after oral surgery! Enjoy your weekend..
Heels maybe?!?
British Designer Antonio Berardi believes that his heel-less shoes are fit for the upper class. Gwyneth Paltrow, Uma & Posh have already scooped up a pair, and apparently theres a 5 wk backorder on them in the UK. Golly, and it gets even better- you have to cough up $3,600 to look like a wanker wearing these.
If I saw someone take a spill in these walking down the street, I wouldn't even ask if they needed help getting up! They chose not to wear normal footwear.
What to pair with these shoes?!
...a pirate top
And a smile of course!
Why hasn't there been a show like Sex & The City since Carrie and the girls signed off a few years ago? I've given Lipstick Lesbians and Cashmere Sopranos a chance, and probably will continue to watch them as I cry holding onto my DVR remote.. but they totally suck! The women are all ridiculously loaded, they whine, I cannot relate to them whatsoever, none of their relationships are believable, and they seem way too smug. Then I read an article in this week's EW titled "The Search for the Next Sex & The City" and came to a better understanding why all these shows are failing miserably. Check out the article here.
A few excellent points from the article:
Until then, I will keep surfing the web for SATC movie spoilers, counting down to spring when it arrives in theater near me, and watching the repeats on TBS.. patting my self on the shoulder knowing that I can quote about 84% of each and every episode (thats actually a pretty good estimate)
If this isn't an awesome way to start off the week, I don't know what is! I'm sure this will be a funny story once the tree has been removed... double blerg!
update: tree was removed. lots of dents and scratches, but our neighbors car windshield got cracked. and thats why people have car insurance, for random ass occurrences like this! thank you for all the comments yesterday. we're already crackin jokes about this
SO, today I visited Mr. Oral Surgeon, and got the great news that I should get my wisdom teeth out.
The only thing that bugs me, is that he wasn't like:
"You absolutely need to get this done, your wisdom teeth are at war with your teeth and at one point, a jagged incisor will pop out of your cheek, and mess up your Benetint Cheek Stain makeup"
Meet Knut (pronounced Ka-noot). He's a polar bear who born in December '06 and was raised by humans at the Berlin Zoo after his mom abandoned him. He was the next big thing.. a superstar in the making.. there were Knut magnets, tshirts, stuffed animals, you name it. And he loved it all. Then he turned 1 and things changed. Just this week, a famous zoologist dubbed him a psychopath.
"He is a problem bear, who will never mate and has become addicted to human company and their delighted applause.
"He howls and cries if there's no one out there to show off to [you can hear him from the zoo entrance], and as soon as spectators come, he calms down and starts performing. It's like a circus." [source daily mail]
And now meet Britney Spears.. who last week ( and arguably the past 8 months as well) was dubbed a Psychopath in my eyes . She's like a caged Knut looking for attention by the tabloids.. she's even dating Adnan, a fellow paparazzi. I hope Knut's story ends better then the fallen pop princess.. and lets keep KFed out of Berlin gosh darnit!
What many of you may not know is that the National Technical Institute for the Deaf is located at RIT.. so I was psyched to see an Alumni Email blast this week mentioning that an alumni is featured in a Pepsi commercial airing during the superbowl tonite! I watched it on Youtube, and absolutely LOVED IT! He is the guy who is seated in the passengers seat and his name is Darren Therriault. Check it out. Oh. and GO PATS! asdljkfadsljkadsflkjasdflkjsfda
update: commercial was played during the pregame show. And we lost, so please feel free to kick a bostonian when they are down and comment away. Congrats to the Giants. One love.
So the results are in for the 20SB awards here. And sadly enough, the JQ Lounge did not win for best design, but the good news is, at least a very pretty blog won! Plus a bunch of friends that I voted for woo hooo!
But I'm going to pull a Zoolander and give my acceptance speech anyways..
First, I would like to thank my Intro to HTML class that I took freshman year at college. Sure I didn't get what href meant and managed to accidentally delete my 'mock website about puffins' 5 minutes before our exam ended, and settled with a C, but that C gave me the 'c'onfidence to try and make this little blog into the orgasmic blast of color and polka dots that keep you coming back.
I'd also like to thank alcohol, that ties into this bar themed design. And makes me hilarious.
Rocco, you're my muse.. keep chasing your tail and sitting on my feet when I type of these posts, but please don't try to eat my socks because thats just annoying and frankly.. it tickles.
Gusman, I promise I will one day learn to shut the MacBook off and just watch a tv show with you.
To the homegirls that leave me comments even though they can just email me and actually get a quicker response, but they know I love to blog and am an attention whore that likes comments too :)
And last but certainly not least.. my bloggettes.. y'all are funny and cool, and I have even found a few girls out there with a television obsession as big as mine! When is 20sb going to put together a conference where we can go party?! Vegas, yes? Fine I'd EVEN settle for California!
**This is the part, where the Emcee comes in and says "But Julie Q, you didn't win?!"**
And when I leave to go drown my sorrows in a Mocha Orange Frappacino!
I wonder what it would have been like if blogging was the cool thing to do back in college. I, myself, started blogging a few months after I graduated... hhhhmmmmmm
Yay! college was fun, it would have been cool to document it
Nay.. college was FUN, it wouldn't have been cool for future employers to see said documentation
Yay! I actually would have had so much free time to blog since going to bed at 2am was considered very very early
Nay.. it would've taken away from my Instant Messenger convos, I usually had about 15 going at once.
Yay! Sorority drama = I would have been like Gossip Girl outing half the doushebag girls in the sorority. Don't get me wrong, the other half of the ZTA's immediately became my best friends and partners in crime (some featured in the picture above when we road tripped it to Panama City, Florida)... but come on, if it wasn't a sorority, I would have told a few of the girls they were hella lame.. and lacking in personality.
Nay.. Gossip Girl is anonymous. I am way too loud to try and pull that off.
Yay! The Gusman. Our college story is pretty funny. I'll dabble in it sometime. I've never laughed so much than when we started dating (end of our sophomore year).
Nay.. ESPECIALLY when we broke up for a few months junior year at RIT. All and all the best thing we could've done to have a future together.. but lets just say, it was like when Ross and Rachel broke up considering we all shared the same friends. WE WERE ON A BREAK (okay ross..) It would have made for some classic posts nonetheless..
Yay! College Life Crisis. SO MUCH BETTER than a quarter life crisis. because you have no responsibilities (what the hell is a utility bill and/or car insurance?!?)and you can go to a bar every day of the week and not be judged. (and your body can handle going to a bar every day) Now i go out for 2 nights in a row on the weekend, and it takes me 4 days to get rid of my headache!
Nay.. Being broke.. brokeness doesn't make for good blogging in my case (or good makeup!)
If you had a chance to go back.. would you have blogged during college?
So there I am, catching up with the Today Show online. (darn job, only lets me watch Matt Lauer until about 7:30am!) I click on the Ask Dr. Gail Saltz page because I heart her and am nosy and love other people's business.
Well, this concerned wife wrote in about her husband, who after 23 yrs of marriage, gets wasted and usually acts like an idiot at parties while flirting with women. HA, my interest has sparked.
Here's the best part [except from The Today Show]:
On New Year’s Eve, we had dinner with about 15 old friends. We had talked through how we wanted the evening to go. He was doing well and was not drinking because he would be driving home. Toward the end of the evening, someone decided we would play a game that involved a female being blindfolded and picking a male name out of a hat, and then rolling dice so the winning body part would be massaged by the male. She then had to guess his identity.
Eventually my husband and my best friend got picked. [jq says "Of course they do!!"] The dice rolled and the body part was her breasts. I was uncomfortable, jealous, angry and humiliated, but I managed to keep it together. My friend seemed to take forever to guess. I have been so extremely upset with both of them — angry with my husband and betrayed by my friend.
My husband realizes how much he has hurt me, but claims he felt he had to perform. My friend says it was just part of the game. In the past, she has confided that she does see other men, although outwardly she is happily married. Whereas I am fairly certain that nothing is going on between them, I cannot seem to get over this. I think about it most of the time and it is making me ill. I am hurting so much, but I feel I have made a mountain out of a molehill and the consequences will cause issues in our circle of friends. What can I do to get over this?
Dr Saltz gave her a lot of good advice here. But the big part was "maybe you shouldn't have played the game in the first place!!!"
"Spears family says Dr. Phil betrayed their trust" is the headline I saw this morning. Apparently Jamie & Lynne thought having the weird questionable therapist go visit the alien after her ufo landed in the mental ward would be a private matter. Why wouldn't Dr. Phil talk about it??!?!?
That's like having the KFed/Beers Custody Case with Judge Judy and not expecting her to air it.
Or having Super Nanny come in and take care of the little ones.
Or having Spencer Pratt become Beers new manager.
I could seriously go on for days about this. Got any good ones?
Wow I didn't know there were actual laws behind Engagement Rings. If a couple breaks off their engagement, according to which state you are in, you could be required by law to return the ring to the man who got down on one knee. CNN says " Engagement rings fall under property, contract or family law, and how they are treated varies by state." Lets hear a few examples..
In Cali- its based on who broke off the engagement. So if the girl gets cold feet, she's going to get a cold hand too (with NO ICE on it b/c she has to give it back).
In NY, TN, and a few other states- the ring is a "conditional gift" which goes back to the gift giver if the marriage does not occur.
Kansas & Montana are "anti indian giver" states. Once a gift is given. Its gone!
Even the date you propose comes into play with these laws. If its on a holiday (like her birthday, or Vday.. or Christmas), its just a gift, not a binding contract.
In most cases (I Hope!), couples are able to decide amicably who keeps the ring. If they have respect for each other and realize that marriage isn't in the cards for them, they do what feels right...
What do you think?
I think if the guy offers the girl to keep it, she should.. unless either party was a cheating whore, then its a toss up.. Let's hear it!
Update: The more I think about it, the more I think its kind sad to keep the ring. Aka Charlotte from SATC walking around her Park Avenue mansion wearing her pretty ring representing an ever sadder engagement/marriage. I guess giving the ring back brings closure to the whole situation. But so does turning it into a necklace, or pawning it and going to Mexico. tehehehehe
