Once upon a time, I used to think I was an old-fashioned romantic. Now I know for sure that I’m not. Sure, I’d love to believe in fairytale stories and picturesque idealism – but then again, wouldn’t we all?

For the majority of us, love won’t be rosy and full of references to the likes of Cinderella and Snow White. Conversely, the composite mass of emotional mess we experience is exactly what makes love so addictive.

Alas, it is this aforementioned “composite mass of emotional mess” that I am beginning to tire of. The thought of emulating Sleeping Beauty and spending my days snoring loudly seems to be a very attractive prospect – especially to be rewarded with love’s true kiss (and more importantly, a good-looking man) for doing practically nothing. Read More »

I have a headache, and believe me, I’m not one for headaches.

Fortunately this ailment is of the metaphorical sort, although admittedly it does make me want to bash my head against a brick wall. Repeatedly.

I’m talking about social networking: MySpace, Bebo, Facebook, Faceparty, Sitonmybook, Myfacebookspaceparty…all right, so the last couple I made up, but it wouldn’t surprise me if next week they’re reality.

The truth is that these websites are addictive. Experts on the subject (if such a person can really exist) claim that young people are spending more time multi-tasking online than they are reading, exercising and – in some cases – sleeping.

It doesn’t take an expert to uncover the reasoning behind this either: these are more than websites. They are interactive communities, virtual cities. A place to meet new people, rediscover old friends, nosey into other peoples lives and, most importantly, to sell yourself. Read More »

I’m a hopeless romantic. I’ve always believed in soulmates. And no matter how many times I’ve gotten my heart broken or experienced the shitty parts of the male/female drama that comes with each relationship, I’ve always kept faith that I’d one day find that certain guy who would sweep me off my feet and that would be it.

(I know it probably sounds ridiculous to the realistic and cynical people out there.)

Since I love a good chick flick, I went to see Definitely, Maybe this past weekend. I wasn’t expecting much; I actually thought it would be one of those movies I regretting spending $10.00 on. But to my surprise, I loved it. Not because Ryan Reynolds was the lead character. Not because there was this fabulous happy ending. But because it got me thinking about relationships. Read More »

The Secret (which I happen to believe in…most of the time) says “What you think about, you bring about” and I’ve really been thinking about a new phone and a major raise and those have yet to show up on my doorstep. (but positivity is key so I will listen to Journey and not stop believing)

But, when it comes to Project Runway? Some may call it coincidence that last week I was ranting that Chris got kicked off only to be brought back this week.

I call it the Law of Attraction working its magic.

Either way, I am oh-so happy that this teddy-bear of a fashion designer wannabe was brought back on the show. Yes it’s tragic that Jack left due to his HIV, but I heart Chris and was nervous the only way I would see that smush of a guy again would be on Celebrity Fit Club.

And while his design was absolutely awful, dude had to stay up all night to finish it.

On another note, I would venture to say that last night was the first time in all seasons of PR that we got to see that in fact, Tim Gunn does have a bit of a personality. He even cracked a few dirty jokes (gasp!) proving to us common folk that no matter how hard he tries to emit the “I will NEVER use public restrooms- heaven forbid I put my pin-stripe suit through that kind of filth” attitude, he is just the same as the hoi polloi.

There weren’t many other surprises in last nights show. Ricky cried (shocker) and wore that awful hat again, Jillian still talked with less excitement than Debbie Downer even when she was claming to be elated/overjoyed/happier than she’s ever been and Elisa… yes, she is still weird. Read More »

This week, the girls go on go-sees, which made me hate Saleisha for the first time. She did some major ass-kissing and and just came off really fake. It doesn’t seem like any of the girls do particularly well, and only Bianca and Saleisha make it back from the go-sees on time.

The rest of the girls are disqualified from the challenge for arriving late, so the competition isn’t too tough, but it’s Bianca that wins the challenge.The next morning, the models head over to their photoshoot, where they’re greeted by Mr. Jay, sexy Nigel, and (fake) lions and dragons. The goal is to stand out in a crowd. Is Nigel eligible to win? He’s clearly the prettiest.

Jenah is up first and doesn’t impress me much. Does anyone else think she looked like she looked like an awkward teenager playing dress-up with all that makeup? Saleisha does a decent job, as does Bianca once she finds her groove. Chantal is critiqued for looking like a showgirl, and Heather falls flat as well. Read More »

America’s Next Top Model got batsh*t crazy last night, when the girls practiced runway walking while wearing straightjackets. Seriously.

Miss Jay explained that often in couture shows, you have to walk in constricting costumes. Which is a fine explanation and all if more than a handful of past ANTM contestants have ever walked on a runway after the show.

The green van takes the girls back to the house, where Bianca calls Saleisha “borderline plus-size,” which, you know, makes me the poster child for morbid obesity.

Bianca goes on to say that she’ll “bring bitches down,” and will stoop to cutting up clothes, but don’t let the red hair fool you! She’s a real model and she can be couture!

Uh, what? Someone needs anger management classes a bit more than runway training, methinks.

A couture runway show is up next, and I’m officially in love with Victoria. She has the most interesting face in the competition other than Janet. Saleisha wins the challenge and Bianca sneers and bitches and makes me loathe her more.

The bondage theme of the episode continues with a photo shoot involving ropes and couture. You know, just another day climbing a rock wall in a designer gown. My favorites were Heather and Victoria (sorry Janet!), but the whole thing just didn’t do much for me. Read More »

It was tough, but I made it through the last two days of reality television to provide you, the reader, with some of the highlights of the best television from the weekend. It was difficult, but I swear that a six pack of Corona makes it really entertaining.

Ok, I’m lying I find it completely entertaining without drinking…maybe.

The Hills
The Hills has really impressed me this season. Somehow Lauren Conrad has wormed her way into America’s hearts and suddenly I find myself just rooting for the girl. Last night, though was really spectacular and I found myself wanting to jump through the TV and punch Spencer in the face.

Jason has returned from his little stint in rehab and reconnects with Lauren. We are all a little skeptical of his return but he seems sort of genuine in that Jason way that he wants to be friends with Lauren. She is hesitant as well but is doing the good ex-girlfriend thing and being there for him. They go to dinner and who do they see at the restaurant but Heidi and Spencer.

I have no doubt that MTV whispered sweet nothings about the restaurant in both of their ears, but still it was AMAZING to watch. Read More »

Last night marked the 19th season debut of that reality show that begat all other reality shows, The Real World. This season, producers decided to ship the cast of seven to Sydney, Australia, for four months of down-under debauchery. Whoopie.

I wasn’t planning on watching last night’s debut, but as with an awful car accident, once I stumbled onto it, I couldn’t turn away. I mean, the four girls are all incredibly hot.

There’s KellyAnne, a wild child from Texas who loves to party and admittedly loves to flirt with every boy in sight. There’s Tricia, from California, who lends an aura of superiority to everything she does. There’s Parisa, the show’s first ever Muslim, whom I guess producers felt would create enough drama that she’s ostensibly replaced both the show’s token African-American as well as the show’s token homosexual, and my personal favorite, Shauvon, a buxom beauty likewise from Cali who writes her own sex column at Sacramento State University and who may have the biggest set of breasts in the history of the Real World. Read More »

Ugh. Yet another reason for me to want to punch everyone involved with MTV.
According to this article from USA Today, the network has started taping TRL (that’s Total Request Live, for those of you not native to this planet) two days a week “in an effort to save money.”

MTV needs to save cash? All that network does these days is come up with vapid reality show after reality show, therefore completely side-stepping any need for actors or original content. What are they spending their money on? Unless it’s tight clothes for that cute VJ, (what’s his name? Damien? Like the devil?), they shouldn’t be using it for anything but getting new music to the general public.

According to the article, the total amount of TRL viewers ages 12 to 17 is “only 113,000, half what it was only two years ago”. According to some editor at Vibe magazine, a possible reason for this drop in viewers is that “pop music is much more fragmented these days”, therefore “lessening the desire of fans to congregate at a central place.” Read More »

For years now there have been mixed emotions about the War on Terror in Iraq. 

Some people are in favor of sending our troops across seas to fight someone else’s battle, while others are vehemently against it.   

The latter have taken many different actions in expressing their distaste for this never ending battle, and unnecessary sacrifice of so many of our American soldiers. 

From protests in the street to simple magnetic bumper-stickers in support of our troops, the country has definitely made its voice heard.  Today I even saw a man standing outside in the rain, on a busy street corner, holding a “Bring home our troops!” sign; the same man that has been reportedly standing on that very street corner for almost a year now. While the fight to bring our men (and women) home continues—one passionate individual at a time—there doesn’t seem to be much being done in returning these brave Americans, that have done more than enough already, back into the arms of loved ones and family. 

If anything it’s only getting worse, with President Bush’s recent command of 21,000 more American troops into Iraq.  

Luckily entities such as “Saturday Night Live” and “Mad TV,” among others, have been supplying the yearning American public with parodies and comical anecdotes about the war, as a means of easing the pains and frustrations felt by many.  A recent skit, aired on “Mad TV,”  invites the public to have a laugh at the ridiculous realities that our country and our army faces today—via the new (and obviously fictional) Apple invent, the iRack.