<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959</id><updated>2012-01-28T22:14:41.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon a Star</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my kingdom of self-absorbtion. heh.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>420</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-107068043904451454</id><published>2003-12-05T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T22:45:09.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. So it's been months since I've had an update here.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy months. Busy months. Good months. &lt;br /&gt;So here's what I failed to report:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am graduating college in about 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;2. After a long and intense struggle to find an apartment, I locked it down tonight.&lt;br /&gt;3. The job search is more complicated. Long story short- there are opportunities for me. Great ones. But I need to figure out what I want to do before I jump into anything, especially if it's a field I have no experience in. &lt;br /&gt;4. Before I can move into the new apartment and live this fabulous life of high-style unemployment and slothfulness- I have to take care of number 5.&lt;br /&gt;5. My last class in my major (which I must pass with a C or higher or else it doesn't count and hence I cannot graduate) requires that I write 50 pages on the topic of socialism.  Have I started? No. Have I gone to class? No. Have I read ANY of the books for the course? No. How many days until this is due? 10. In the immortal inner monologue of Bridget Jones: "Fuuuuuuuck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Have I started in on this opus? &lt;br /&gt;No. I watched my tape of the Primetime LOTR special and I lazed around until Miss Match came on (Michael Mendelsohn!).  I'll probably sit here and watch the trailer for &lt;a href="http://www.winadatewithtadhamilton.com"&gt;Win a Date With Tad Hamilton! &lt;/a&gt;a few more times and then think about how much I hate myself and my procrastinating ways, and then I'll walk over to the fridge and open it revealing a bevy of alcohol, juice, and mysterious tupperware, but nothing near edible. Then I'll shut the door, come sit down at the computer and start the vicious cycle all over again ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the rate i'm going you can look for some more updates in the coming days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just to throw in some nice continuity with the previous post- I just got the Alias Season 2 DVD's. How's that for timing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-107068043904451454?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/107068043904451454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/107068043904451454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107068043904451454' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106424580855022158</id><published>2003-09-22T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T11:50:08.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm experiencing some motivation/laziness issues again. It' mostly caused by some schoolwork avoidance and then exacerbated by the refreshment of my Alias obsession. Goddamn DVD sets. Got me addicted to the first season again...and then when I finished that I started in on my season 2 VHS tapes. I'm currently almost halfway through season 2...or at least I think so due to the amount of Christmas commercials I keep fast forwarding through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I skipped my politics class last week and I'm currently waging an inner battle about doing it again today. I know that I have to make my piano lesson at 2:30 and I need to practice again beforehand...and these alias eps are ridiculously addicting. I just want to make it to spysex...which is probably like 5 eps away at this point.  Plus I have to go talk to the cinema studies dept. about maybe taking on another internship (am I crazy or what?!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I have my 4 hour film class tonight so I have to set the VCR to tape some shows for my parents (who are on a cruise without me, might I add) as well as the premiere of Las Vegas (whoo, josh duhamel!). Ok, enough of this, it's time to get back to the CIA/SD-6 saga....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106424580855022158?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106424580855022158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106424580855022158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106424580855022158' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106359283107956913</id><published>2003-09-14T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T22:27:11.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizzy Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/heartillynn/1044766836_owntoearth.gif" border="0" alt="The down-to-earth girl"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The down-to-earth girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/heartillynn/quizzes/Which%20girl%20stereotype%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which girl stereotype are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106359283107956913?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106359283107956913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106359283107956913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106359283107956913' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106351191950513073</id><published>2003-09-13T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T00:01:23.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love me some new production stills...&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great one of "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338751/"&gt;The Aviator&lt;/a&gt;" starring Leonardo as Howard Hughes. And yes, that IS Gwen Stefani on his arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com//Pictures/aviator1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106351191950513073?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351191950513073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351191950513073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106351191950513073' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106351155027023442</id><published>2003-09-13T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:53:15.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just read a highly insightful (not to mention dated) &lt;a href="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/print/0,3858,4563172-110648,00.html"&gt;article on Hollywood's personal publicists&lt;/a&gt;. I know I said personal publicity would never be for me, but I'll admit that I still find it alluring.  Sidenote: I actually took a message from Bumble on the phone the other day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106351155027023442?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351155027023442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351155027023442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106351155027023442' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106351019771952803</id><published>2003-09-13T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:31:23.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and for anyone who knows me and wants a good laugh- I am taking private piano lessons this fall in order to graduate from college. Of course my mother finds this to be absolutely hilarious and won't stop reminding me how ironic it is since she tried throughout my childhood to force me to play the piano, and then finally she sold it after my persistant refusals.  Then in high school I wanted to learn but of course we lacked a piano and eventually I renounced musical instruments altogether (and frankly haven't looked back since). Now here I am 5 years later and I am being forced to take a 2 credit piano lesson in order to have enough credits to secure my degree. Yes, I do find it mildly amusing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106351019771952803?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351019771952803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106351019771952803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106351019771952803' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106350939734872395</id><published>2003-09-13T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T23:16:37.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rufuswainwright.com"&gt;Rufus Wainwright is appearing at the Barnes &amp; Noble in Chelsea on September 23rd!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have class that night. Grrrr. Arrrrgh.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106350939734872395?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106350939734872395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106350939734872395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106350939734872395' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106350653171902632</id><published>2003-09-13T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T22:56:41.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Blogger. How I neglect thee. &lt;br /&gt;Since the date of my last publish I have a new place of employment and I've started what may turn out to be my last semester of college. I'd love to make the excuse that i've been too busy to update, and while that may be partially true, it's more that I've chosen to devote my free time to more important leisure activities, like watching old episodes of Dawson's Creek that I have stashed away on videotape. Yes. Indeed. That is what I did this fine saturday evening. How pathetic! But I was seriously in the mood for some Pacey and Joey angst. God knows I have like a zillion movies on the shelf and the only thing I was in the mood for was cheesy WB drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...In other (non-pathetic) news- Chaya and I got tickets to see Travis at the Beacon Theater in October! YAAY! We're very excited. Especially since I just bought their first CD at Tower. It was in the discount bin and I couldn't resist. That place is WAY too close to campus if you ask me. Too tempting all the time.  While I was there I also bought the Canadian Import of The Robbie Williams Show DVD. Heh. Oh and While I was at it with the spending spree- I sent away for 2 new magazine subscriptions- Premiere and Details. Yes, I am aware that Details is in fact a men's publication, however, they never fail to have fabulous cover stories on really sexy male celebrities. (of course now that i say that, next month it will be 50 Cent. ew.)  Mostly I just got the mags because I really love mail that much and because I need new material for my art projects. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106350653171902632?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106350653171902632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106350653171902632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106350653171902632' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-106132423162506882</id><published>2003-08-19T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T16:28:56.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm updating! Damn but it's been a long time. I guess this is what happens when I have a day off, no errands to run, and no one else is home. Obviously I don't get days off much anymore and while there is a grrr-factor to that, it's been nice to be so busy that I feel like a fully functioning adult; waking up early, working 9-6, coming home, eating dinner, watching TV, going to sleep before midnight, lather, rinse, repeat. That's been it for the last month or so anyway.  This routine I've developed is starting to become threatened by the imminent arrival of the school year and frankly, it's starting to freak me out.  Mentally, I'm done with school. Senioritis set in a looong time ago- about the time I decided I didn't want to go to graduate school and instead enter the working world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, we moved into our new apartment this week. We worked wonders with the place, as the girls who lived here before us were nasty and disgusting and left us a shithole. No, seriously. Chaya and I were cleaning out the desk drawers and we found hairs everywhere and I found toenail clippings. Ew. Just ew. But after we throughly disinfected the place, it's great. We have an amazing view of the park and lots of sun and I finally lofted my bed and I think we'll have a home here for the next however many months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents came to visit me on their vacation this weekend. It went pretty well considering they were here for 4 days. They had a spat about 3 hours after they arrived that my mom took all afternoon to recover from even after my dad apologized, but I'm used to this shit so it was ok. Sometimes they just need to get the hell over themselves. We finally saw &lt;a href="http://www.urinetown.com/flash/index.html"&gt;Urinetown&lt;/a&gt; though! Sadly it wasn't with Tom Cavanagh, but it was still really really good and I'm thinking it might have been better without Ed because Bobby Strong has a be a great singer and I just don't know if Tom Cavanagh has those skills.  I also took the 'rents to see &lt;a href="http://www.ifcfilms.com/camp/index.html"&gt;Camp&lt;/a&gt; since they wanted to see a movie that wouldn't be playing in Lancaster. They really loved that too, which made me happy because though Greg had raved about it and I had read good things I still didn't know if it would be their cup of tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. It's tuesday. You know what that means...&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/oc/home.htm"&gt;Welcome to the O.C., bitch!&lt;/a&gt; Hee. I love my new show. It's even succeeded in getting me to start lurking/posting at TWoP again...now that's a powerful thing. ;-) With Buffy gone and my renunciation of Gilmore Girls it looks like tuesday finally has something to say for itself again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-106132423162506882?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106132423162506882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/106132423162506882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106132423162506882' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105772831052066809</id><published>2003-07-09T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T22:17:40.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sim and I went to a screening of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen tonight. I have many thoughts and opinions on this film, both of the good and of the bad. As someone who has actually read the comics, there are of course certain elements in movie with which I take issue. Surprisingly, the cast additions really weren't a problem for me. I think my main disappointment was with the portrayal of Quartermain and the very beginning of the film, both of which differ greatly from the graphic novel. In addition, I thought the action sequences (with the exception of one) were edited too fast and I had no idea what the hell was happening- hence, I was bored. So it sounds as if all I have to say are negative things, but in fact I really enjoyed Nemo, Jekyll, Stuart Townsend's portrayal of Dorian Grey, and of course my girlcrush, Peta Wilson. Overall, I give this film $6.00 out of a possible 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I was explaining my rating system to Simone earlier...it's how much I would pay to see the movie. So there's the 0-3 dollar range which is reserved for crap like Bulletproof Monk or Alex &amp; Emma, there's the 4-6 dollar range, which is a decent matinee like LXG, there's the 8.00 film which is the student discount rate (good, but not something to see on opening night, like maybe Spellbound), and there's the fullout New York City $10.00 price tag which is reserved for movies like Finding Nemo or Bend it Like Beckham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105772831052066809?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105772831052066809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105772831052066809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105772831052066809' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105766374067315909</id><published>2003-07-08T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T07:30:50.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so ashamed. The past two nights I have fallen asleep fully clothed at 11pm only to wake up around 7am wondering what the hell happened. This is NOT a sleep schedule I approve of. It's not that I even mind falling asleep or waking up that early...it's more that I like sleep to be a concious decision- I'd like to put on my pj's, set my alarm, flip a few channels, and eventually drift off. I suspect that the plan has been fouled by my complete and utter boredom, or at least that was the case last night. Hopefully tonight I'll at least be able to stick it out past the monologues of late night :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105766374067315909?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105766374067315909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105766374067315909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105766374067315909' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105753576706620662</id><published>2003-07-06T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T20:45:46.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tonyleung.org/news/hero1.shtml"&gt;Making of a Hero&lt;/a&gt; is a great behind-the-scenes article from Time Magazine in Asia.  I just finished watching my VCD and cannot wait until November to see it on the big screen where hopefully justice will be given to the beauty of the cinematography.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/herogreen.jpg" height=107 width=175&gt; &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/heroyellow.jpg" height=107 width=175&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105753576706620662?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105753576706620662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105753576706620662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105753576706620662' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105752288667761001</id><published>2003-07-06T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T16:27:36.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was terrible yesterday. Spent much more than I should have...but Ellen and the fam came up to visit and I just &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to buy that adorable Chinatown Ice Cream tshirt...and I should never have set out to find &lt;a href="http://www.herothemovie.com/"&gt;Hero&lt;/a&gt; on VCD because when I did indeed find it it was just begging to be purchased. Then came what I consider the worst of the monetary offenses...after paying 9.50 to see Spellbound (it was worth it, I highly recommend) I made Chaya go with me to the Virgin Megastore sale and I bought the Wilco CD that has the Jesus song on it. eek! Thank god I got paid this afternoon because I practically spent my entire meager paycheck in one afternoon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105752288667761001?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105752288667761001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105752288667761001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105752288667761001' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105726263964977468</id><published>2003-07-03T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T16:31:11.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee! This was a great work week. Tuesday I volunteered to help out on my day off and so they let me go at around 4, yesterday was a normal 9-6 day, today I got off early at 3 for the holiday and I have off tomorrow. V. exciting. Hopefully I'll get a chance to feel like it's actually summer soon.  I was really lazy last night and even though I went and visited Sim in Queens after work, after I got home at like 8:30 I didn't leave the room again after that. I think I ended up lazing about and watching Blue Crush on TV. Hee. See, I have a HUGE crush on &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Name?Davis,+Matthew+(II)"&gt;Matthew Davis&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/mattdavisred.jpg" align=right&gt; I think it stems from the love I have for the movie Tigerland. He and Colin Farrell are both fab in that- and then the next really recognizable thing he did was play Warner Huntington III in Legally Blonde. Funny that his character was such an unmitigated asshole and yet I continued to love him right on through to Blue Crush. I just realized he's also in &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0269483"&gt;Lone Star State of Mind&lt;/a&gt;, this really bad Joshua Jackson movie that I have been wanting to rent out of curiousity even though I've yet to hear anything positive about it- so I will definitely be bumping that up to the top of the rental list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. What to do with all this free time? I think I'm going to check out the swing dancing in Lincoln Center later this evening and follow that with another attempt to see Legally Blonde 2, but in this moment right now I am lacking some serious motivation. Gotta remember to update and reformat my resume- it's so old I have at least 2 jobs to add to it! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105726263964977468?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105726263964977468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105726263964977468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105726263964977468' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105711685123331603</id><published>2003-07-01T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T23:40:08.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh. Me so pissed this evening. I had free passes to an advance screening of Legally Blonde 2 and so Isha and I went up to stand in line after work- and I know that there is always a huge line so we got there 45 minutes early- and we STILL didn't get in! It was all very sad, I assure you. Plus by that hour it was too late for us to really do anything else besides walk home in the waning sunlight. Le Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside- I got an invite in the mail today for a screening of Nip/Tuck - some FX show premiering this month- the invite was from Entertainment Weekly, but I never signed up for it, so i'm kind of excited to find myself on a mailing list that might actually be worth my while for once.  Though I think the screening might conflict with the opening night of Pirates of the Caribbean. Hee. Zombie Ninja Monkey Pirates! Whoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other exciting movie news, the &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/movies/h/hidalgo.php"&gt;Hidalgo&lt;/a&gt; trailer is finally out and the &lt;a href="http://www.lordoftherings.net/index_rotk_teaser.html"&gt;Return of the King teaser poster&lt;/a&gt; has been released! I could not be more excited (ok, yes, if when I get back to work on monday there is a box of the posters waiting for me, then I will be infinitely more excited). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105711685123331603?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105711685123331603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105711685123331603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105711685123331603' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105677724611020220</id><published>2003-06-28T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T01:14:06.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just popping in to say that I saw Bend it Like Beckham tonight for the 7th time. Though really only 2 of those have been in a movie theater. After our dinner at The Pressroom and a quick stop for dessert at Rita's we decided to make the 40 minute trek out to Annville and attempt to find the Allen Theatre in time for the 9:45 show. Hmph. We got a tad lost and ended up there at around 10pm with zero cash. The old man must have taken pity on us though because he was gonna give us a discount before we realized they didn't take credit and then he just let us in for free. You rule, dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally just put my suit on and was about to hop in the pool for the very first time but all of a sudden it's like freezing out and I sat on the edge and dangled my legs in and then kind of lowered myself in a little bit but I couldn't do more than that. Hopefully I'll feel a bit more pool-inclined tomorrow when I wake up. It would be a shame for me to finally come home on a gorgeous weekend and not make use of the new amenity. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105677724611020220?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105677724611020220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105677724611020220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105677724611020220' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105662634541726131</id><published>2003-06-26T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T07:28:38.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No midsummer night swing yesterday :-(  Sim had to cancel cause her shoot ran late and Isha and I were exhausted after walking to the pottery store after work. It's ok though because I think it might actually be a weekly thing and we shall check it out another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like it noted that I woke up at 6:53am this morning. I am a freak. I don't have to be at work until 10 and I have a 40 minute subway commute. Still. This early rising is getting pretty ridiculous. It was probably a combination of an early bedtime, the sunlight pouring through the windows, the extreme heat under my down comforter, and the fact that there is a glare on the alarm clock which made it look like 9:53 and elicited quite a panic on my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very depressed no good movies are coming out this weekend. It's only fitting that I see something with Liz while I am home but I find it difficult to part with my cash for something i'm just not all that excited about (ie- Charlie's Angels). Maybe there will be something good and arty playing at the POV. Hell, i'm up for another screening of Bend it Like Beckham or Finding Nemo if it comes to that ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think that this entry has been a huge bore. I better just quit while i'm ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105662634541726131?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105662634541726131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105662634541726131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105662634541726131' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-105651468791041081</id><published>2003-06-25T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T00:32:01.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>umm. ahh. blogger got a little redesign while i was absent. (not that you will notice anything different as I think it is all behind the scenes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are busy as per usual. I'm just a little bored at the moment- I have Secretary on in the background but I really just don't feel like focusing on it. I'm pretty busy mentally at the moment trying to plan my schedule for my trip home this weekend. There are too many people to see and places to go and not enough hours in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a screening of the French film Swimming Pool tonight and definitely enjoyed it though I left the theatre with a big huge "wha? who? wha?" and no one to share it with. So now I must force a friend to see it when it is released so that they can explain the ending to me. I bet my mom would be the one to come up with the best (and most correct) theory, but I'm not so sure she would appreciate the excessive nudity so I don't think I will recommend it to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sleepy now- I think it may be off to read some of Kusiel's Avatar before bed. I've got a long day ahead of me tomorrow between work, shopping for a birthday present for my mother, and midsummer night swing at lincoln center :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-105651468791041081?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105651468791041081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/105651468791041081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105651468791041081' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-95572680</id><published>2003-06-11T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T22:17:37.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn but i haven't even thought of blogging in a looong time.&lt;br /&gt;things have been busy enough as it is, but you know, i think i do miss it. i'm in a really moody mental state at the moment and am psyching myself out with this notion that i have severe social anxieties when in fact it's all in my mind and i really can be an outgoing and sociable person. I think it's still anxiety if it's all in your head though. Eh. Whatever, we'll deal with that soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm flipping through the folders in my mind here to come up with subjects to blab on and while I had thought there was a hell of a lot, I can't think of anything that might interest anyone else. I pretty much have been spending my days working a myriad of jobs, coming home, eating some dinner and chatting with Isha, watching some Sex and the City episodes off the dvds, and reading &lt;a href="http://www.jacquelinecarey.com/precis.html"&gt;Kushiel's Dart&lt;/a&gt; (...and now &lt;a href="http://www.jacquelinecarey.com/kc.html"&gt;Kushiel's Chosen&lt;/a&gt;) before going to sleep and starting it all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! hahaha. I went to Hooters for the first time the other day! That's something worth reporting ::wink:: -I'm more amused by the fact that I was at work and Alyson stopped into the office, dropped something off and was like "hey- wanna go down to hooters for a beer?" and when I told my supervisor I would be stepping out for a few she was like "huh? just take the rest of the day off, you can go" but then of course I came back to finish what I was working on and ended up staying an hour later than I usually do, so I made up the missed hooters time in the end. Wow. That story was beyond boring. Jesus. I am really fucking rusty at this whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am laughing at myself because right now I am listening to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack. hehehe. I haven't listened to it in over a year...*sigh*...oh ewan. serenade me! Thinking of Ewan for some reason I am reminded of the two flicks I am awaiting like no others save ROTK and Matrix Revolutions...those two being &lt;a href="http://pirates.movies.go.com/main_site/main.html"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/a&gt; and Troy. mmm. I am envisioning some serious cheddary goodness. I know Pirates will deliver...Johnny Depp in eyeliner is a fine enough down payment ;-) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-95572680?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/95572680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/95572680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95572680' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-94742184</id><published>2003-05-22T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T12:27:55.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha! an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had the time or the inkling to really do one of these in a while. I think things are really starting to settle down though. I have the next three days free of commitments and I just have no idea what the hell to do with myself. Free time? Whatever will I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've been filling the void by watching some season 3 Buffy episodes...'Lover's Walk', 'Doppelgangland', 'Enemies', 'Earshot', and 'The Prom'. Heh, thats a few more than I had thought. Anyways, watching them has made me realize how much I worship seasons 1-3. It's probably a combination of my obsession with the Buffy/Angel storyline as well as the fact that 1-3 are the only seasons out on DVD right now. So we'll see very soon if my esteem for season 4 improves after the DVD's are released. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of BtVS, The Finale. I loved it. I am also completely shocked that they made me love it. I thought they were totally gonna shoot me down and I was prepared for the worst. I thought it was a return to the funny of yesteryear with Buffy punning after slaying Caleb...and the face taped to Spike's punching bag...I totally lost it. But more than that I felt like the Buffy/Angel stuff was done really well and it makes me excited for the next season of Angel. In addition, I feel like the writers completely validated my personal opinion that they never established that Buffy loved Spike and so when she said 'I love you' and he said 'No, you don't' I practically threw my hands in the air and screamed 'EXACTLY!'.  Plus I think the decison the leave the series kind of open ended was a really good one and I had no idea they were going to do that. I think that if they had put more closure on any of the characters it would have had way more chance of pissing certain fanbases off. *sigh* It kind of doesn't feel like the series is really over at all what with syndication, dvd's and the renewal of Angel (which I hope gets monster ratings next year).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next years TV...I already have 3 new series on my plate. &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/nbc/Primetime_Preview/drama/Miss_Match.shtml"&gt;Miss Match&lt;/a&gt; I will watch based solely on concept and Alicia Silverstone, &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/skin/"&gt;Skin&lt;/a&gt; I think I might give a shot for the first episode just to try it out after seeing a commercial on FOX yesterday, and &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/oc/"&gt;The O.C.&lt;/a&gt; which was a pilot that had tons of buzz and I had been hearing a lot about but only became interested in after seeing a promo for it during the American Idol finale last night. Chaya and I will totally be watching it now...it costars Adam Brody! How can you lose? ;-) Oh! and I just read it's by Doug Liman! Hee! I'm so excited to even be excited for a new show again! Usually I start every year with about 4-5 new shows and I only ever stick out a full season with one or two. This past year it was just Everwood that made the cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some non-TV news...&lt;br /&gt;The Robbie Williams Official Canadian Site announced he will be &lt;a href="http://www.capitolmusic.ca/2003/robbieWilliams/tour.html"&gt;'touring in North America in September' &lt;/a&gt;which means that Chaya and I are prepared to trek to Canada. hee. Anyone else wanna come? No, I think we're actually semi-serious about it if he ends up not doing any dates in the US. Yes, we're crazy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-94742184?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/94742184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/94742184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94742184' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-94036493</id><published>2003-05-09T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T02:00:07.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/gale01bw.jpg" align=right width=196 height=287&gt;ahhh! I saw Gale Harold tonight! Today completely made up for my first shitty day at the festival- not only did I get to sit in on the entire screening of shorts in the afternoon, but I snuck into a screening of Justice starring Erik Palladino who did a Q &amp; A afterwards and is really just an amazingly awful public speaker. Still, the film was great- a fiction piece set post-9/11. So by the time that let out I was really wiped out and wanted to go home, but I had been undecided on whether or not to stay and try and get into a screening of Particles of Truth starring Gale Harold. I freaking love him, and I've never seen him in a movie so I really wanted to stay, but the plot completely did not interest me...so I went downstairs to talk to Simone before I headed out (and I swear I passed Moby on the escalator) and so there I am talking to Simone when I look up to see Gale Harold walk into the men's room! Hahaha. So I was like "oookay. that's settled. i'm staying." So I went back up and saw the film and the Q &amp; A. The movie was really great actually- very different- and I got really emotionally involved at one point and on the verge of tears, so points to the filmmaker for that. So yeah. I was pretty damn excited. There were some various other celeb sightings too, but none were nearly as personally as exciting as seeing Brian Kinney in the flesh. ::wink::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-94036493?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/94036493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/94036493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94036493' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-93913727</id><published>2003-05-07T03:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T03:17:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe! dudes. I know I am supposed to be writing this paper still (4 of 10 pages done, whoo!) but I just found the most amusing X-Men related site: &lt;a href="http://www.wolverineandrogue.com/angst/pets.html"&gt;PETS: People for the Ethical Treatment of Scott&lt;/a&gt;. Supposedly he's always being dreadfully abused in Wolverine fanfic or something. Heh. and Yes, I am reading the FanFic Thread at Fametracker instead of writing about James Dean. because dude. this cracks my shit up! I'm shocked that the majority of the board is into slash, but the fandoms I hear about are enough to have me muffling my laughter in the PC lab...&lt;i&gt;Gargoyles? Tiny Toons? Pippin/Merry/Treebeard? &lt;/i&gt;and if that one isn't enough what about &lt;i&gt;God/Satan?&lt;/i&gt; WTF! I cannot stop giggling! I love it! (these people must think i am a psycho, grinning like a cheshire at my screen over here)I feel very vanilla in my personal fic preferences. I tend to stick with het/conventional pairings. I tried the Clark/Lex slash once but just couldn't get into it. I think the only slash I might get into would be for QAF fic and thats because the characters are already gay- it's not like a figment of my imagination. ack! got to stop thinking about this and start focusing on James Dean's homosexuality instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-93913727?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93913727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93913727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93913727' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-93896310</id><published>2003-05-06T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T20:50:17.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inspiration is NOT striking! &lt;br /&gt;I've been in this lab for 6 freaking hours and all I have is a two page outline with topic headings and under each heading are the questions I need to answer in that space. Except i've answered NONE of the questions. &lt;br /&gt;I'm flipping out. All over the place. &lt;br /&gt;And my head hurts. really bad. I have a headache and I didn't bring my glasses and I know I can't get Chaya to bring them to me. And the "relaxing" music I brought is only serving to aggravate me even more. God! I hate myself! I mean, I really don't- but every week during finals? Yes. I do. A whole hell of a lot. What is wrong with me that I can't do this? I mean, hello? I totally made it easy on myself and I have the entire fucking paper planned out. It's all there. Execpt that NOTHING IS THERE. Oh man. This is gonna be a looong night. Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-93896310?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93896310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93896310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93896310' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-93875646</id><published>2003-05-06T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T14:46:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am, in the computer lab. I have approximately 20 hours in which to research and write 10 pages on the stardom of James Dean. I CAN DO THIS. NO, I CAN'T. AHHH! See, this is my last assignment and then I am done with school for four months- so I see this blinding light at the end of the tunnel and I cannot concentrate on the task at hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper is due at noon tomorrow, but my TA said he'd be in the building until 5 in case we needed the extra time. Too fucking bad that I am scheduled to start my volunteer shifts at the &lt;a href="http://www.tribecafilmfestival.com/opencms/opencms/tff/index.jsp"&gt;Tribeca Film Festival &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow morning at 11:30...and I have to stop and get my badge before that...and it takes a half hour to get down there...so I have to finish this damn paper by 10am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...you knew it was coming, but before I get to it- &lt;a href="http://www.amandamason.org/script.html"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a great transcribed panel discussion with JJ and the writers of Alias from the Academy of Television Arts &amp; Sciences. I think it took place last year, but just like the interview with Jane Espenson, this gives a lot of insight into the actual process of writing for TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...here is it is...Alias. &lt;br /&gt;Pretty much all my WHAT THE FUCK?'s have died down - except that every time I think about it i'm still like "Holy Shit! JJ! Holy Shit! Vaughn? Married? WTF!" and I start freaking out again. But sweet jesus that was one fanfuckingtastic finale. Eons better than last year when we saw "The Man" coming from 3 episodes away. God. I love this show. I love it so much. Someone (TV Gal? Matt Roush?) was commenting on how JJ shouldn't keep doing these spontaneous reinventions of the original concept because even though they make for great nailbiting edge of your seat TV, it shortens the life of the show in the sense that it probably won't last more than 4 seasons before it becomes played out. I take issue with this- and not in the way that you might think- I think that there is truth to that, but I would personally rather see this kickass series mindfuck me for 4 years than go 9 seasons without ever changing the formula. Granted, JJ has taken it to some extremes- Joss has always had the balls to kill off his characters or make them into different types of people, but he never changes the premise of his show like JJ did in "Phase One" when Sydney no longer had to be a double agent.  Still, I love what this show has become and I am waiting ever patient (except not!) for my DVD's in September. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok switching shows-  &lt;a href="http://tarflies.miriland.com/"&gt;The Amazing Race 4&lt;/a&gt; has a premiere date! Mark your calendars for the return of the best reality series on TV! MAY 29! Yep, a Thursday. Personally, I prefer Tarsday to be Wednesday, but hell, I'll deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched Eco-Challenge: Fiji on USA- I had been waiting to see it since the fall when I read that Hayden Christiansen would be doing it, but after last night I have to laugh in his face at how much of a pussy he is. I mean, ok, I give him credit for even running the race, but dude- LAST PLACE. That's just sad. He's being beaten by Playboy Bunnies for godsakes! Still- this show is totally worth your time. It's on again tonight at 10 and every night until the race is finished. It's narrated by David Duchovny, which was a nice surprise- and there is a funny "reality" team with Ethan Zohn and TIMMY! yes, Timmy! from RR/RW Challenge! hehe. I love that dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack! Paper. enough procrastination. grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-93875646?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93875646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93875646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93875646' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-93745282</id><published>2003-05-04T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T09:50:07.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh!&lt;br /&gt;still going crazy. a million and one things to do. &lt;br /&gt;and liz IM'ed me this morning saying that she read alias spoilers for the finale tonight and she's sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. &lt;br /&gt;seriously. [barrel of monkeys]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-93745282?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93745282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93745282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93745282' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-93347142</id><published>2003-04-27T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:55:05.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. i am one busy girl. i've never really had a problem finding time to update before. i think in the scheme of things that is definitely a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was insane- and the next few might be equally so. The good news, however, is that i am part-time employed! I got some temp work from my internship in june, plus I got a job directing cruise passengers on sundays through october. (weird, i know) Even weirder though is my third job, running bids at an &lt;a href="http://www.phillips-dpl.com/home.html"&gt;auction house&lt;/a&gt;. This one isn't scheduled though- they'll pretty much call me when they need help. I went in for the first time to help with the Seagram's photography sale yesterday and it was a hell of a lot of fun to watch. I would get so caught up in the bidding that I would forget to pick up the bid sheets! Everyone there was supernice to me (even though their euro-chic stylings and sexy accents intimidated me at first) and I am really hoping they call me to help with the contemporary art auction they're holding in may. Especially because I think some pieces might sell for over a million dollars...eeeeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the weather is just too nice out, I need to get myself together here and go enjoy- plus, new Alias tonight! aiieeee! (hee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-93347142?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93347142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/93347142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93347142' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-92743537</id><published>2003-04-16T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T19:34:05.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee! I might as well update while I am in such a fantastic mood. &lt;br /&gt;These past few days I have been of an extremely sunny disposition. It's probably attributed to a number of factors. &lt;br /&gt;Let's make a list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We got the penthouse! Next year my roommates and I will be living in the best room in the building- god bless pick 4. Added to this that we put in a request to move in this summer and we know the girl who is processing our request and the outlook is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My boss whined that she was mad I wasn't graduating this may because she can't hire me. Wow. So now I can finally stop being paranoid that she hates me and is unappreciative of all I do for her.  Plus they called me a "rock star" intern. They want me to stay and suggested I try and do temping for the company. I went to see my HR rep about that and she's gonna put me on the list. Even if I end up having to leave, I know I'll get great references and contacts from these people and that's so important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My dad and I have started emailing each other every day. We've never been great with the whole communication thing even though we have much more in common than my mom and I. So it's been really nice to hear from him and to tell him about how my day was, etc. This sounds like such a minor thing, but it makes me feel like a good daughter, especially since he and i don't ever talk on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I got a gig helping out on an indie movie thru may 10th. Though i'll be mostly in the office until finals week, this is a fabulous opportunity to get production experience on my resume. Plus it's yet another chance for contacts- which Simone and I are constantly realizing is the only way to get anywhere in this industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a job interview this coming wednesday! I saw a listing on careernet months ago about working to check in cruise staff on sundays over the summer and I put off responding to it because I wasn't sure what I would be doing. So this morning I saw the link and called the woman to see if they were still hiring. They are, and I emailed her my resume and I am going to meet her this wednesday somewhere in Queens. But it's a paying job!  Thats got to be the YAAY! of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dawson's Creek is ending Pacey/Joey!!!! Heh. Ok, yes, I am admitting that this is actually a factor contributing to my personal happiness. It's just that sometimes I lose faith in TV...and this renews it a bit. Dawson is a self-centered arrogant whiney asshole with an expansive forehead who never had chemistry with a girl ever. But Pacey was the saving grace of the show for years and even though I quit watching in high school, he's what has brought me back at the end. I really hate Joey too, but I want Pacey to get the happy ending the DC writers consistently pull out from under his feet...and Joshua Jackson and Katie Holmes have some seriously smokin chemistry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. finally...The Weather! These sunny days have been the catalyst for my exuberance. I sat outside at campus today with Simone, this past weekend Chaya and I walked to Our Name is Mud and Chelsea to see Talk to Her, and this afternoon we went shopping for new Reefs just to get outside for a bit. We know that tomorrow is supposed to be 40 degrees (back to normal) but todays 80+ was amazing and right now we've got the sliding doors open, the chairs are on the porch again and we're blasting music. I am confident we made the most of this. I can only hope that this summer feels as good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone reading this a little bit of my current happiness :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-92743537?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92743537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92743537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92743537' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-92451233</id><published>2003-04-11T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T17:19:12.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't done the &lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;friday five&lt;/a&gt; in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What was the first band you saw in concert?&lt;/b&gt; Dave Matthews Band. a touring classic. I never listen to Dave anymore, but when I do it brings back this high school nostalgia and at that moment all I want to do is be driving down the Oregon Pike with the windows down and the sun shining and Two Step blasting through the speakers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Who is your favorite artist/band now?&lt;/b&gt; Robbie Williams. but I listen and love a lot of other artists and bands and styles. what I love about robbie is more than just his music, it's his entire star persona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What's your favorite song?&lt;/b&gt; I don't think I have a singular favorite song. I have favorites by particular artists, but nothing that I can say I like above all else. 'Road to Mandalay' and 'Supreme' by Robbie are definitely up there along with 'Pies Descalzos' by Shakira. Lately I have been playing the shit out of Coldplay's 'Clocks' but I dont think i could ever say it was my favorite song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. If you could play any instrument, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt; Probably the piano or guitar. They seem the most useful of all instruments, but I know I don't have the patience to learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. If you could meet any musical icon (past or present), who would it be and why?&lt;/b&gt; Umm. Well, from my last entry it's pretty obvious that when confronted with my personal icon I am incapable of handling the situation in an idyllic way, so I'd have to say no one. Seriously. I think I may just be better off from afar. Though I'd probably give Robbie another shot ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-92451233?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92451233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92451233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92451233' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-92017303</id><published>2003-04-04T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T22:29:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, here it comes...&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams' Escapology came out in the US on tuesday and so he's been doing some radio gigs/interviews around the States. This week he taped an episode of Last Call with Carson Daly on tuesday night and then this morning he appeared live on Good Morning America. Because I am a crazed and obsessive fan, I was at both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Call was actually a taping of a pilot for a new variety format for the show so they not only had Robbie as the musical act and Jamie Kennedy as the guest, but they had a rap battle, the Bindlestiff Family Circus, Benihana chefs, Uncle Kracker at the turntables, and a wing eating contest outside in Rockefeller Center. Yes, it was just as strange as it sounds. So, we got designated as having "Robbie Fan Club Tickets" which meant we were going to be the standing audience during his performance. They kept us in the Caroline Rhea studio and had us watch the rest of the taping on monitors and then before Robbie went on to sing they took us over to the SNL studio and put us right in front of the stage. For the first song ('Feel') we ended up being way in the back (GRR.) but Robbie was fantastic and he really interacted a lot with the front rows of people (ok. you can see it for yourself on April 11th, but he nuzzled a girls cleavage). After he finished he went over to the couch to talk to Carson and they herded us back into our freezing studio and we watched his interview and the rest of the show and then they told us they needed 50 people to be standing audience for the rap battle. I really just wanted to see Robbie sing so we didn't go but then when they asked for 50 more people we figured they would probably have us stay there for Robbie's last song rather than loading us in and out again. So we went and stood semi near the front and as soon as the rap battle finished I scrambled to the front of the stage. hee. So he came out again and sang Come Undone. Being in the front (ok, I was behind a girl, but she was totally short and I had a perfect view) was superfantastic and Robbie and I totally had a moment of eye contact. It was love at first sight ::wink:: I don't know if I'll be on television or not (depending on how they edit it) but I believe the show is set to air on April 11th, so you can watch for me (the girl in the black turtleneck and polka dot skirt. oh sweet god. that makes me sound like the biggest fashion victim since bjork and the swan. heh. i swear it looks way better than it sounds) or even better, you can watch for Robbie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home on tuesday I started wondering if GMA was going to start doing live audiences again because Robbie was still scheduled to perform on friday. They had suspended the live audiences for war coverage, but when I called just to make sure on tuesday night, I got a message that friday would be the first day back with live audiences, so i left a ticket request and got my confirmation the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to a deserted Times Square (very weird and eerily reminiscent of Hong Kong, I don't know why) around 6:10 and got in the line in front of the studio. Robbie was already inside doing his sound check and he had on these raggedy jeans and a horribly ugly sweatshirt and a serious case of bedhead. It was fabulous!  Some girls behind me were Robbie fans (though most of the crowd were just older tourists) and they started talking to him through the window. It was all just too cute. Eventually we made our way inside and found the GMA set to be extremely disorganized in comparison to other tapings we've been to- They only had us stand to the side of the stage because the cameras were in front and there were these tall women in front of me who had signs and no idea who in the hell Robbie was and we had no place to put our coats if we wanted to take them off, and I had to put my bag at my feet. I suppose this whole scene could have an appeal to people from out of town who actually watch morning shows and yearn to be on television, but at this point I was like "I want to see my fucking future husband and I want to go. My feet hurt and this sucks." So they eventually gave us a little rundown of the show which had Robbie performing his first song around 8:40 and then the second would be to end the show at 8:55. He came down about 6 minutes before he was scheduled to go on (hmm. I should also mention that I totally fucking forgot that Vin Diesel was going to be on which means Lina (kind of my boss at work) was actually there- how dumb am I? not like she could have gotten me backstage or anything, but it was weird)- anyways, Robbie came down and introduced himself and talked to us a bit- someone asked him if he was going to do any shows in NY and he said only if the 'Feel' single does well. (So go buy it!) It was really stange watching GMA on the monitors with him because he kept making these snappy comments throughout- I guess if they're repeated they aren't nearly as cute, but he made a good one about Charles Gibson being totally into Vin Diesel because he asked him about kissing in their interview. I should probably ask Isha or Chaya if they remember anything else he said, but he really was talking to the audience the whole time (he talked to the girls next to me because they were British and he asked where they were from, etc.)and had to cut off a bunch of his conversations because the people in the studio needed to make announcements.  So anyways, he performed and was mr. charisma and was totally hott and his little "good morning america, my name is robbie williams" was the most adorable thing ever. Then he did a little quick chat with Diane and Charlie and launched into 'Come Undone' to close the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he finished he went upstairs immediately without signing anything and I was kind of disappointed because the GMA guy had said people usually stay. I think he was talking about Diane and Charlie and Robin Roberts though, because they stayed and posed for pictures and talked with people. We just kind of hung around seeing if Robbie would come back and eventually we just decided to leave. We were gonna go to the Dunkin Donuts across the street and were waiting for the crosswalk when I turned around and saw a crowd of people by one of the other studio doors. I was like "hmm. whats that? we're going" and indeed ended up being a crowd of people (maybe only 15 or so) waiting for Robbie to come out. I was behind the other people waiting and knew I would have to shove my way forward if he came out through those doors, but I had my CD booklet in hand and I was ready. The GMA guard was like "If he decides to stop and sign things, that is his decision, but I don't want anyone touching him!" and then a few seconds later I saw a door open behind me and I turned around and WHOOSH! There is Robbie Williams, walking towards me and I'm pretty much in the front now. Eeee! Other people started shoving things in his direction to sign and I had my Escapology booklet (I'm so fucking pissed I ended up not bringing my Live at the Albert DVD since I honestly didn't think i would ever get anything signed). Chaya had him sign a piece of red paper (some old flyer in her bag) and she made a comment to him about Diane Sawyer being into him and he said something back and smiled at her (AHHHH!) and then Isha handed him her London Underground pass because she didnt have anything else to sign and he looked at it and was like "whats this? your bus pass?" (trust me, it was funny) and then he signed my cover (below) and i said thanks and he got into his van. And we walked over to the Dunkin Donuts and I was about to walk inside when the lightbulb in my mind finally switched on and i was like "Ohmigod! I just met Robbie Williams and I totally froze! Not only did I not speak, my mind was completely blank and i wasn't even searching for things TO say. I just went completely numb."  So now I can put a check in the box of 'Meet Robbie Williams' and add a new one down as 'SPEAK to Robbie Williams'. jesus. I still can't believe I froze. Chaya and Isha BOTH talked to him and I'm the one who's fucking obssesed!&lt;br /&gt;...so there you have it. &lt;br /&gt;I also went to the A Man Apart press day this week but quite frankly I think writing this single update took enough out of me. Maybe later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/loverobbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, that says "Love, Robbie"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-92017303?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92017303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92017303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92017303' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-92016627</id><published>2003-04-04T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T20:50:14.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story2&amp;cid=638&amp;ncid=762&amp;e=4&amp;u=/nm/20030404/en_nm/music_martin_dc"&gt;Ricky Martin returns with a bang! &lt;/a&gt;hee. He's got a new spanish language single and album and that excites me so. I should only have such hope for Shakira. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-92016627?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92016627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/92016627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92016627' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-91758948</id><published>2003-04-01T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T00:39:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was interesting...I woke up at 8:45 and started reading my assignment for my 2pm class. After finishing the first reading I decided to look over the syllabus and make sure that there weren't more- and lo and behold there's an assignment! due today! at 2! So I had to come up with a pitch for a '50's TV show and justify it with research. For being last minute, I give myself a pat on the back for finishing it on time (early no less!) and still having time to watch a bit 'o Alias as well as the beginning of Sweet Home Alabama which I taped off TV last night. hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark brought me &lt;a href="http://www.wildstorm.com/minisites/loeg/loeg.html"&gt;The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen&lt;/a&gt; to borrow so I am now halfway through my first comic ever. Damn. It's good. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-91758948?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91758948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91758948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91758948' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-91674198</id><published>2003-03-30T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T19:50:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>News of the World:&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been told I have enough credits to graduate from college a semester early (which translates into 4 more classes). This excites my parents a little too much for my comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://psx.ign.com/articles/135/135016p1.html"&gt;Dance Dance Revolution&lt;/a&gt; is a scary addiction that makes my feet hurty. On the upside, it's been more physical exercise than I feel I have gotten in months. We've resolved to play for a half hour each day for cardio (and fun). God bless playstation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have tickets to a taping of &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Last_Call_with_Carson_Daly/"&gt;Last Call with Carson Daly&lt;/a&gt; this tuesday night where Robbie Williams will be the musical guest. I honestly don't know how to comment on that. All exclamations apply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.elektra.com/elektra/thirdeyeblind/index.jhtml"&gt;Third Eye Blind&lt;/a&gt; has scheduled a little club tour this spring and have decided to forgo ticketmaster in favor of ebay. While I applaud the principal, this is a huge pain in my ass. Needless to say, I will be forcing Chaya to come to a show. They're pretty much my favorite live act. (heh. maybe after tues. i'll be amending this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I've decided on James Dean for my final Stars! project. He's not my favorite star, in fact, I have seen 2 of his 3 movies and really wouldn't call myself a fan of either of them. I think he'll make a good study though. Lots of info readily available and he fits into the discourses we've covered in the class.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-91674198?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91674198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91674198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91674198' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-91454108</id><published>2003-03-26T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T22:19:33.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.tvshowsondvd.com/newsitem.cfm?NewsID=350"&gt;La Femme Nikita DVD's&lt;/a&gt; finally have a release date! (and a hefty pricetag) As if I needed yet another reason to be pinching pennies. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-91454108?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91454108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/91454108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91454108' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90891487</id><published>2003-03-17T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T20:43:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh. I visited a former place of employment today- CD Warehouse. They had a copy of The Ego Has Landed! That leaves me one disc shy of owning the entire Robbie Williams collection, US and Import. Plus I got a used VHS copy of Kissing Jessica Stein for $3.99. V. exciting. Now I'm off to blockbuster to return QAF. Suburban life can be really fucking boring. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90891487?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90891487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90891487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90891487' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90794115</id><published>2003-03-16T01:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T01:10:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee. ellen and I had a mini Queer as Folk marathon tonight. we're about halfway through the first season at this point. It doesn't really bother me that it has taken us this long to get through 11 episodes since we rarely see each other- and once we finish this season we still have season 2 ahead of us. no rush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;authors note: gale harold. so hott. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to see Adaptation tonight with my parents. I liked. Very funny. Of course the end kind of unravels but by that point i'd become so invested in liking it that it really didn't alter my overall appreciation of the film. I would be okay if any of the actors took home oscars. Not that i'm particularly rooting, but at this point I'll keep the bitching to a minimum as long as the stars of chicago stay the hell away from the podium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90794115?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90794115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90794115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90794115' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90628382</id><published>2003-03-12T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T23:30:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am dropping a class and am feeling major guilt about it. Major. Huge. Guilt has taken over my life, crippling my ability to enjoy the newfound free time. I feel this pressure now to make some spectacular use out of my now empty schedule and I don't want to just be a bum and sit around - ultimately that is a dangerous path- but I can't ever find anything to do. I have resolved to find some arts and crafts projects to work on. I wish I could fill my time with a job but the search has become so incredibly difficult. Who knew shitty retail jobs were in such short supply? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week is Spring Break. I have no trip planned save for my amtrak journey to Pennsylvania. whoo. Chaya is coming to visit sometime during the week though, that'll be nice to have some company at home. Plus, Isha is going to London and Simone and I have sent her on shopping errands for us. Simone has a list of foreign chocolate and I have requested a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/009188473X/qid=1047527243/sr=2-1/ref=sr_2_3_1/202-3947391-5827057"&gt;Somebody Someday&lt;/a&gt;. Eeee! So excited to finally get my hands on this. Too bad I couldn't go over and get it myself though :-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/benditlikebeckham1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/benditlikebeckham1.jpg" border=0 align=right height=79 width=58&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before I forget to mention it, I have to announce that &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/benditlikebeckham/"&gt;Bend it Like Beckham&lt;/a&gt; opened in NY and LA today. I cannot tell you how much I adore this movie. Please go see it, especially if you are a girl. At the very least check out the &lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/benditlikebeckham/"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt; and see if it would be your cup of tea. The site is pretty great- they have some long clips from the movie and I especially love the e-cards which I think are a wonderful tool to spread the word- send them to your friends. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90628382?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90628382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90628382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90628382' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90309282</id><published>2003-03-07T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T12:09:09.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thefutoncritic.com/cgi/gofuton.cgi?action=newswire&amp;id=5787"&gt;ROAR!&lt;/a&gt; is coming to the Sci Fi Channel! Resurrecting a show from 1997 seems a bit odd, but hell, those were the days when I really felt the Heath-love, so i'm all up for watching this again in April.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90309282?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90309282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90309282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90309282' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90287063</id><published>2003-03-07T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T01:29:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org/"&gt;Friday Five!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What was the last song you heard?&lt;/b&gt; Rhett Miller - &lt;i&gt;Our Love&lt;/i&gt; (saw him open for Tori tonight at Radio City and I thought he was fantastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What were the last two movies you saw?&lt;/b&gt; Bend it Like Beckham and Pride &amp; Prejudice (if that counts as a movie...it's 6 hours) ok, if that doesn't count then Full Frontal would have been the one before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What were the last three things you purchased?&lt;/b&gt; A bagel and cream cheese for lunch today, an apple cider the other day at starbucks with simone, and before that maybe groceries. I have &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt; cut down on the spending for any nonessential items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What four things do you need to do this weekend?&lt;/b&gt; Clean my room, do my laundry, start my TV project, and get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Who are the last five people you talked to?&lt;/b&gt; Chaya (roomie) and her sister Maya (visiting for the weekend), Simone and Christine on IM, and Kiran. Sadly none of them have their own sites I can link you to :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90287063?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90287063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90287063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90287063' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-90219583</id><published>2003-03-05T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T23:54:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aieee! Chaya just randomly told me that she was talking to a coworker of hers who pays to get two soccer games on directv on sundays and he said if she gave him a tape that he would tape them for me! weird. but v. exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay, you are my American Idol. Seriously dudes. I can't give this show up now even though it totally sucks this season because Clay is in the finals. He's such a dork. I love it. And he sang the hell out of Elton John's "Don't Let the Sun Go Down On Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got to see part of Faith's return on Angel tonight since I had to phone home, but she was totally kicking ass. I'm actually kinda pissed I missed the rest of the episode. I think I missed Frat and Sorority Life too. damn. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-90219583?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90219583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/90219583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90219583' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89984522</id><published>2003-03-02T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T00:09:03.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm making it an early saturday night. &lt;br /&gt;The girls and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.comedymadhouse.com/lores.htm"&gt;Beacher's Comedy Madhouse&lt;/a&gt; since some guy gave me free tickets on the street. I had orginally thought it was a shady deal, but when I realized I had read about it in EW a while back, I thought it would be okay. And it was. It was funny, and nice to get out, since I don't do that much. The show was over pretty early though and we didn't go to the afterparty so it's midnight and I'm ready for bed. hmph. sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have a lot on mind at the moment with school, summer plans, and finances. I'm so happy to be doing what I'm doing at the moment that I sometimes forget there are things I should be worrying about. And then you think- hey- so there is this essay due in a day and the answer to it is found somewhere in a 400 page book that you never opened and instead of looking through your notes or reading the book, instead you skimmed EW, watched the movie adaptation of Nick Hornby's book Fever Pitch starring Colin Firth, and began reading an obscenely epic 14 part Alias fanfic. &lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;br /&gt;Today was truly disastruous. &lt;br /&gt;Here's for the hope of a better tomorrow :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89984522?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89984522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89984522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#89984522' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89910444</id><published>2003-02-28T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T12:23:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just declaring my eternal love for the Coldplay song "Clocks". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;the friday five&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)?&lt;/b&gt; Fiction novels. It's all about the escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What is your favorite novel?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Mists of Avalon&lt;/i&gt; by Marion Zimmer Bradley. That's how i've answered this question for the last 8 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Do you have a favorite poem? (Share it!)&lt;/b&gt; Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate... heh. kidding. actually the only two that pop to mind are &lt;i&gt;Renascence&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonnet XXX&lt;/i&gt; by Edna St Vincent Millay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink&lt;br /&gt;Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; &lt;br /&gt;Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink &lt;br /&gt;And rise and sink and rise and sink again; &lt;br /&gt;Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, &lt;br /&gt;Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; &lt;br /&gt;Yet many a man is making friends with death &lt;br /&gt;Even as I speak, for lack of love alone. &lt;br /&gt;It well may be that in a difficult hour, &lt;br /&gt;Pinned down by pain and moaning for release, &lt;br /&gt;Or nagged by want past resolution's power, &lt;br /&gt;I might be driven to sell your love for peace, &lt;br /&gt;Or trade the memory of this night for food. &lt;br /&gt;It well may be. I do not think I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read?&lt;/b&gt; Pride and Prejudice. I own like 3 copies of the DVD and I know it all by heart but (for shame!) i've never read the book. In general, I wish I had a higher tolerance for genres other than fiction, such as biographies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What are you currently reading?&lt;/b&gt; Tai-Pan by James Clavell. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89910444?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89910444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89910444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89910444' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89822185</id><published>2003-02-27T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T01:30:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt; sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt; LANCE HAS A GIRLFRIEND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt; L16candles: &lt;/font&gt; NOOOOOOOO &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/lance01poprocks.jpg" border=0 align=right width=190 height=256&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles: &lt;/font&gt;he's cheating on you!  you guys just eye fucked on sunday night!  that's so not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada:&lt;/font&gt; I KNOW. i can't belive my baby stepped out on me. after all the shit i take for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;It's not right. it's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles: &lt;/font&gt;wow.  i can't believe he did this to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;i'm devastated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;liz- i fear this may be the end of all my lance fantasies (should i even be admitting to this here)...i just don't know if I can go on now- knowing what i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles:&lt;/font&gt; kind of like how when the em-kim rumors started up again, i was done...like, not like it was in any sense realistic, but something died for me that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;yes. that is the feeling. excpet. i dont want it to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada:&lt;/font&gt; I LOVE YOU LANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles:&lt;/font&gt; HE'LL COME BACK, I FEEL IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada:&lt;/font&gt; I'd rather he was gay. WHY CANT LANCE BE GAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;*sigh* chaya says i can't expect him to be celibate until he and i get together, and I know that- it's just tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles: &lt;/font&gt;because if he's gay he's gay.  he can break up with her.  no panicking until there's a RING.  and in the case of david duchovny, maybe then there's still hope.  I LOVE YOU DAVID.  i'll accept the children! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;haha. there is always hope. always. David is out there, looking for you Liz- and one day, I have confidence you will find each other (or he'll find Gillian at a motel for adulterous monkey sex. either or.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles:&lt;/font&gt; haha.  i'd almost rather have him find gillian in at the motel.  they can get a room next to keri and scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada:&lt;/font&gt; Monkey Sex Motel. whoo!  I'm gonna book a room for Jen Garner and Michael Vartan. I know, I know. They don't have to use it- I just want them to know that the reservation is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#0000FF&gt;L16candles:&lt;/font&gt; HAH.  okay, i  totally was in that half awake/half dream state the other day and i was like, "i should ask erin a really hypothetical question.  like, if she were to leave scott foley for michael vartan a la meg ryan and russell crowe, would you hate her?  because i don't think i would" HEE.  i am sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#FF0000&gt;sonrojada: &lt;/font&gt;dude i thought you would kill me if i said anything...but um. i want them together. it's been for a while now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89822185?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89822185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89822185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89822185' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89820193</id><published>2003-02-27T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T00:49:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. haven't really felt like updating much lately. &lt;br /&gt;which is strange because i've been watching an excess of TV and movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to Lose a Guy In 10 Days:&lt;/b&gt; watched it on my computer this afternoon. was decent. had numerous embarrassing moments where I had to pause the windows media player and look away. but overall, i place it in The Wedding Planner territory- it's not cutting edge romantic comedy, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; watched this freaking movie. I bought it pre-viewed at Blockbuster this summer sometime and never got around to watching it...but for some reason I popped it into the VCR at like 7:30am on saturday morning. I give it two thumbs up because of how much I adore Jon Favereau, but by the end of the film I wanted to punch Vince Vaughn in the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jerry Maguire: &lt;/b&gt;teehee. this one got popped in the VCR at 8:30am on sunday. I like waking up with movies now. anyways, I kind of fast forwarded through that whole pesky plot about the sports agent and just watched the key "you complete me" moments ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hedwig and the Angry Inch: &lt;/b&gt;Emily owns the DVD so I watched it again and forced Chaya to listen to some of the musical numbers. I have a weird thing for Michael Pitt in Hedwig. Almost made me want to see Murder By Numbers. Almost. Oh afterwards I also watched the 86 minute documentary on the making of Hedwig which made me want to be best friends with John Cameron Mitchell. he freakin rules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old School:&lt;/b&gt; bwahaha. loved it. I haven't laughed out loud at a movie theatre like that in forever. obviously there are really sophomoric gags and I really didn't appreciate Craig Kilborn as an actor, but still. it was funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grammys:&lt;/b&gt; I honestly didn't give a rats ass. but... then I turned it on and Simon and Garfunkel were singing! together! and Simon was attempting to drown out garfunkel even though garfunkel's voice is better! that bastard! yeah. so I ended up watching the entire show and taping Alias. geez. I am a TV whore. anyways, the telecast ended up being much better than I anticipated because- dude. &lt;a href="http://www.nsync.com"&gt;The Boys&lt;/a&gt; performed! all 5 of them! together! and they sounded fantastic. oh- and &lt;a href="http://www.lancebassnetwork.com/main2.html"&gt;lance&lt;/a&gt;? got himself upgraded to counterworthy. he looked the best of the boys by far (the worst? JC- damn dude. what happened?). So I should probably mention Em's performance...well, the beat of the song got slowed down too much- I mean, it was ok, but if he passes on the Oscars because of THAT? ::sigh:: and finally. dave grohl? you are dirty and hott.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everwood:&lt;/b&gt; eek! this week brought mucho drama with the one year deathiversary of the dead wife (sally from sportsnight) and also mucho flashbacks. ultimately it is revealed in a faboo scene between treat and ephram that dead wife was actually cheating on treat even though ephram thought it was the other way around. and then at the end ephram apologized to treat and I sighed and aww'ed but I didn't cry. good ep though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gilmore Girls:&lt;/b&gt; I never thought the day would come when i really didn't care, but I think it has arrived. It was an hour of Rory and Lorelai annoying the hell out of me with a Paris breakdown and a return of Max Medina (!) just to keep me satisfied. More Max, please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;American Idol:&lt;/b&gt; This season sucks. I had vowed today to quit watching, but they announced that Clay (the big lovable dork) will sing for a wild card spot so I guess I have to hang in another week. bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Lone Ranger:&lt;/b&gt; I was excited for this crapfest of a WB made-for-TV movie. I sure hope someone at &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/"&gt;TWoP&lt;/a&gt; recaps it as an Extra because it sure was snarkworthy. I think Chad Michael Murray may indeed have sold his soul to the WB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now...happy tubing to you all ::smile::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89820193?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89820193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89820193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89820193' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89551183</id><published>2003-02-22T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T09:49:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.3ebfreak.com/content.cfm?contentID=769"&gt;Is it true?&lt;/a&gt; Will Third Eye Blind &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; release their 3rd album this March? I won't believe it until I see it on the stands, but I can't help but get my hopes up.  This will mean rounding up Ellen for another summer 3eb show. It's a tradition by now. ::sigh:: now i'm all nostalgic for some Motorcycle Driveby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh concerts concerts concerts. heh. now it seems i'm Randy. anyways. there are too many I want to see and not enough cash to cover the costs. :-(  I have been waiting years to see Pearl Jam, there's the whole JT/Christina show, Kasey Chambers is at Irving in a few weeks, and then there's the inevitable 3eb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a job. so far the search has been fruitless and frustrating. I have one week and then i must be employed. MUST. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89551183?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89551183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89551183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89551183' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89503075</id><published>2003-02-21T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T11:23:47.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.robbiewilliamsoz.com/Robbielatestnews.html"&gt;Robbie on the Prowl. &lt;/a&gt; Robbie Williams is single and looking for an American wife. ::raises hand:: PICK ME, PICK ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eminem and the Academy. First off, I'd like to note that his fan page news section on February 11th mentions NOTHING about the nomination. Just a whole lotta 50 Cent. Secondly, what are the rules and regulations and precedents for no-shows. Do they HAVE to have the song performed live? Can they just show the video? Because they could no way on gods green earth find someone to perform that song. Third, is the reason he hasn't issued any type of statement regarding the awards or his nomination because he's keeping it strictly on the DL and then he'll just kind of come in, perform, and leave- with street cred in tact- or is it because he's just ignoring it all together and wants nothing to do with it. I'm so puzzled by the lack of a statement. I mean, come on Paul! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89503075?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89503075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89503075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89503075' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89495724</id><published>2003-02-21T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T09:16:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;friday five:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What is your most prized material possession?&lt;/b&gt; That is one good question. I'm sitting here looking around my room for something I treasure more than my computer or the TV and I'm at a loss. I have a lot of sentimental possessions though, among them my gargoyle figurine, my modge podge hatbox from Ellen, my TARCon goodie bag, and my bag of Tim Tams ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What item, that you currently own, have you had the longest?&lt;/b&gt; Hmm. I've not got a lot of childhood possessions with me here at school. Probably some of my books I've had for a very long time, as well as maybe my doc martens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Are you a packrat?&lt;/b&gt; YES. I keep things I don't even want. I'll probably have the Goldmember tattoos I got from work for like the next five years. I simply cannot bear to throw anything away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Do you prefer a spic-and-span clean house? Or is some clutter necessary to avoid the appearance of a museum?&lt;/b&gt; Spic and Span looks wonderful, but I could never ever have my house looking that way. It will always have clutter somewhere, even if it's just a "junk drawer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Do the rooms in your house have a theme? Or is it a mixture of knick-knacks here and there?&lt;/b&gt; No theme. Although- hehe- the previous owners of the house my parents just bought had theme wallpaper borders in all the bedrooms. I got to pick from Sports, Dolls, and Bears. My parents took the Cherubs. I've got the dolls. They even have matching lightswitch plates. ugh. so tacky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89495724?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89495724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89495724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89495724' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89391291</id><published>2003-02-19T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T17:23:43.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the request of simone, i am bringing back my one word movie reviews on the sidebar. i started thinking they were lame, but if she was at least amused I suppose I should continue them, for what is my purpose if not your amusement? ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89391291?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89391291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89391291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89391291' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89240903</id><published>2003-02-17T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T09:54:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Guess the idea of a blizzard didn't really stop me from going home...&lt;br /&gt;...I had a good time even though I was only there for a day and a half. &lt;br /&gt;Took my mom to see The Hours, she really liked it and I liked it even more the second time. &lt;br /&gt;We went for some vietnamese food, I played a board game with my dad, tortured my kitty (heheh), and after much searching I found the box containing my season 1 Alias tapes. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;Also I had a random revelation that Toni Colette may be one of my favorite actresses. Though, I guess it's not as random as I thought since she has a small part in The Hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and very cold train ride, I made it back to New York safe and sound and snowy.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89240903?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89240903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89240903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89240903' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89104257</id><published>2003-02-14T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T13:40:08.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops! I forgot to mention here that yesterday at work I saw Joe. Fucking. Millionaire. &lt;br /&gt;yes. it was so bizarre. I haven't had a celeb-spotting since Matt Damon before Christmas, so it was about damn time too. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, supposedly someone in our office saw him outside and brought him up to show him around. For no reason at all. So a fellow intern and I decided to find some excuse to go upstairs to the lobby and see him, but when we got to the bottom of the stairs there he was, walking down towards us. He had a slight man tan and his hair was completely horrendous like it is on the show. Wish I could impart some more juicy gossip, but sadly I didn't actually speak with him. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89104257?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89104257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89104257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89104257' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-89080308</id><published>2003-02-14T02:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T03:02:50.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;Friday Five...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Explain why you started to journal/blog.&lt;/b&gt; I started my blog after stumbling across blogs of people who seemed very similar to me in personality and interests. I thought "hey- why can't I do this?" and so it began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Do people you interact with day to day or family members know about your journal/blog? Why or why not?&lt;/b&gt; Yes, my friends know about this blog and yes, it forces some issues of what and what not to say at times. For those reasons, no my family does not know about this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Do you have a theme for your journal/blog?&lt;/b&gt; No theme. Just whatever I happen to feel like mentioning. Though there does happen to be some common trends around here and those would be TV, Movies, and Celebrity Gossip. I am a deep and intellectual girl. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What direction would you like to have your journal/blog go in over the next year?&lt;/b&gt; I would like to buy a domain and get off Blogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Pimp five of your favorite journals/blogs.&lt;/b&gt; hmm. I don't read a lot of them anymore. Here Goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Diary of a TV Addict&lt;/a&gt; - Blog of Liz, my one real life friend who I forced into starting a blog so I wouldn't be the only person I knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.some-dreams.com/blueroses/"&gt;Blue Roses &lt;/a&gt;- Rina's Blog. Ran across it on some random google search one day forevers ago and was like "wow. she and I love all the same things."  I still go and read up occasionally. It's kinda weird to follow someone's life when you don't know them though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://morganzola.diaryland.com/index.html"&gt;UltraTart&lt;/a&gt; - Jessica's Blog. Don't know how I came across it, but I have loved all her recaps for TWoP and I want to be living her life when I grow up. Meaning...working in television in Los Angeles and revelling in my guilty pleasures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kristenhavens.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Back Pages&lt;/a&gt; - Kristen's Blog. Another one I have no idea how I stumbled onto, but she always has regular updates and she makes even the most mundane tasks of her day sound fascinating and important. Guess it's the whole Writer thing at work. More than anything I love hearing about people's lives from those who live in LA. That will be me in the not too distant future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theficreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fic Review&lt;/a&gt; - whoo hoo! pimping out my own site. Actually, this is a joint blog between Liz and I. We wanted a place for us to post our fanfic recs to each other because we were sick of losing links to good stories. Plus, we wanted a little haven where we could rant about our fic pet peeves, like the travesty that is the songfic genre. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-89080308?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89080308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/89080308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89080308' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88989330</id><published>2003-02-12T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T15:07:53.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no! &lt;a href="http://tv.zap2it.com/news/tvnewsdaily.html?30121"&gt;Frenchie Dismissed from American Idol!&lt;/a&gt; Liz sent me the article this afternoon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88989330?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88989330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88989330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88989330' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88979576</id><published>2003-02-12T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T11:44:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I adored the article entitled &lt;a href="http://www.vartanho.com/articles/2003/reboottheshark.html"&gt;Reboot the Shark&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.teevee.org/"&gt;TeeVee&lt;/a&gt;. Anyone who worships JJ is fine by me, plus it mentions why Ed mostly sucks nowdays (damn you, Carol Vessey!).  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88979576?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88979576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88979576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88979576' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88909319</id><published>2003-02-11T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T08:31:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo! I'm actually up and awake in time for the Oscar noms this morning. They start in about 15 minutes. I'm sure I'll have something to say, but probably not until tomorrow. &lt;a href="http://www.oscar.com/nominees/index.html"&gt;Here's the list&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha's singing group, &lt;a href="http://www.nymasti.com"&gt;NY Masti&lt;/a&gt;, got a new website. Masti rocks. Go check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glarkware.com./shirts_teacher_mother_secret_lover.shtml"&gt;Glarkware!&lt;/a&gt; I think I may finally buy myself a Tubey shirt. It's about damn time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88909319?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88909319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88909319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88909319' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88788568</id><published>2003-02-09T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T01:59:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reached new lows in laziness today. Though technically it cannot be the lowest of the low since I did take a shower...at 4pm. But I pretty much just sat around all day watching TV (US vs Argentina soccer, the series finale of The X-Files, Felicity where she and Ben break into the pool), movies (Igby Goes Down), and reading magazines (EW and Interview). Oh and there was lots of eating too. Overall, a typical saturday here. Is that sad? oh who cares. It's relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I read the first 30 pages of The Notebook script again. All the way up to the first sex scene. Hee. On the second run-through the cheese is a little more palpable earlier on. But maybe that's just because I know what's coming now. I do see potential though...I mean, it could be a Tuck Everlasting but it could be...not. Ok Chaya and I just sat here for 5 minutes trying to think of a film with the same tone as The Notebook that&lt;i&gt; isn't&lt;/i&gt; cheesy. We're at a loss. But it must be possible!  I'm really excited to see what they do with this and i'll be upset if they push it back to 2004. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88788568?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88788568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88788568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88788568' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88748399</id><published>2003-02-08T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T02:56:16.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee. Emily went to &lt;a href="http://www.forbiddenplanetnyc.com/"&gt;Forbidden Planet&lt;/a&gt; today and when she got back I told her about the &lt;a href="http://www.darkhorse.com/products/pg_profile/sku_11818/sec_search/index.html"&gt;Buffy/Angel: The Reunion&lt;/a&gt; comic I want and she said if she sees it next times she goes to comic stores she'll get it for me. score! heh. I have never read a comic in my life, but this, I must have. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88748399?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88748399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88748399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88748399' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88743990</id><published>2003-02-08T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T01:02:08.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! I got &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0332280"&gt;The Notebook&lt;/a&gt;, the adaptation of the Nicholas Sparks novel, for my publicity project at work. It was the script I really wanted to read, I had resigned myself to even doing Elf, but I got my first choice :-)  I started reading a bit of the script tonight in Isha's room and ohmygod. I couldn't put it down and I just finished it. I think it might be categorized as sappy because the end made me cry. But overall I loved it. There are two fantastic sex scenes. Hee. And I totally see James Garner and Gena Rowlands in their roles though I hadn't been excited when I started. Plus, I trust that Ryan Gosling can pull off the post-war Noah. He's perfect for pre-war, but I really don't see him as playing past the age of like 23. Though I'm pretty sure they changed the dates/ages from the novel to the script, because in the book he's 31 and in the script I think he's 24. I definitely think that the script has the potential to make a great film, but I have this nagging feeling that it may come off as cheesy once it's shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have to say, after reading the script I am a little clueless as to how to promote this one. Coming up with magazine and TV pitch ideas is easy enough, but I think this may be a more publicity-driven film as opposed to promotionally-driven. I mean, Simone and I came up with the idea of notebooks and tissue packets as giveaways, but thats about it. hmm. well, I have a few more months to work on this. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88743990?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88743990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88743990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88743990' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88694259</id><published>2003-02-07T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T00:05:50.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Belated &lt;a href="http://fridayfive.org"&gt;Friday Five&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What did you have for breakfast this morning? If you didn't have breakfast, why not?&lt;/b&gt; No breakfast. No Time. Had a brunch meeting where I had a few pieces of fruit and then I ate 3 slices of pizza and a salad for lunch. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What's your favorite cereal?&lt;/b&gt; Lucky Charms but only the marshmallow pieces, or maybe Cocoa Krispies. I don't eat cereal though. It's not in the budget at like 4.50 a box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. How often do you eat out? Do you want that to change?&lt;/b&gt; For dinner, maybe once a week. For lunch, every few days. Yes, I want to eat out everyday, but the funds just won't allow it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What do you plan on having for dinner tonight? Got a recipe for that?&lt;/b&gt; I had no dinner plans. I have no recipes. I can't cook, but I can bake one hell of a cake if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What's your favorite restaurant? Why?&lt;/b&gt; Jenny's Diner. Good prices, great food, excessively huge portions and a friendly waitstaff. The one detractor is the lack of a non-smoking section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88694259?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88694259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88694259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88694259' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88509804</id><published>2003-02-03T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T23:02:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude. tonight's &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/rwrr_challenge/battle_sexes/"&gt;RR/RW Challenge&lt;/a&gt; was so lame. A half hour of Puck's wedding? man, I only tune in for the battle of the sexes challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;a href="http://www.fanbolt.com/everwood/"&gt;Everwood&lt;/a&gt; was good. I'm no longer feeling the comaboy love because i think he's gonna start messing with Ephram soon. And NOBODY messes with the Jailbait Boyfriend! NOBODY. hee. and Treat made me cry. That hasn't happened since the first few episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I the only one who thinks &lt;a href="http://abc.abcnews.go.com/primetime/veritas/index.html"&gt;Veritas: The Quest&lt;/a&gt; is seriously foul? I mean, dialogue is awful, the acting is wooden, the plot is campy...I was searching for my mute button while watching tonight! I mean, I want to like Ryan Merriman, I really do- but his acting? Still at the Disney movie of the week stage. Not like he's given a proper role model in whoever plays his dad. That guy seems seriously miscast. I just think the whole plot would go over better if the dad was in any way convincing. and yet- I still watched. I'm a weirdo and that's all there is to it.  (maybe i was hoping for another infamous towel shot like last week ::wink::)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88509804?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88509804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88509804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88509804' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88472863</id><published>2003-02-03T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T10:21:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I had been seeing ads for &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Kingpin/"&gt;Kingpin&lt;/a&gt; the past week and had thought it had already aired and was just some lame-o miniseries that looked confusing as hell.  &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/1KGPaq02.jpg" align=left height=135 width=100&gt;But...then I found out it was starting last night...and that &lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt; was going to watch it...and then I read the &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/review/tv/0,6115,417751~3|44003||0~0~kingpin,00.html"&gt;EW review &lt;/a&gt;where they gave it an A-...and then I found out &lt;a href="http://morganzola.diaryland.com/index.html"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt; was going to recap it at &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com"&gt;TWoP&lt;/a&gt;...and then I was sold.  So I watched it, and I loved it. Now, everyone else didn't seem to love it, with most of the negative comments centering around the boring/cheese factors. Well, I really didn't think it was cheesy, I felt like it definitely had more of a film feel, and this fact also addresses the "boring" assertion because it definitely has a slower pace than the rest of network TV...I mean, it's not often you see the camera linger on a shot of the desert, you know? And I like that. I also think I like the fact that I was so freaking confused until the end.  Oh and I have to mention Yancey Arias. He plays the hell out of his character, Miguel. Anyways, I'm sure that only 3 people know about this miniseries, but I recommend it, even if it's not your thing. Next airs at 10pm on Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.abcnews.go.com/primetime/alias/index.html"&gt;ALIAS. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm. there was SpySex. what more can I say, really? &lt;br /&gt;well, actually, other things ARE happening, namely- Clone Francie? why is she acting like an evil robot? And Ethan Hawke? I think the one that's still alive is evil and in cahoots with Sloane. &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/doubleagent-343.jpg" height=79 width=100 align=left&gt; But maybe I am just excessively paranoid. And Sark- is Sloane his dad? say it isn't so, because I really want him related to Syd through Irina. And speaking of Irina, are we ever going to see Lena Olin on this show again? Is she staying for next season? because they sure as hell haven't explored her storyline lately. Oh and that new girl at the CIA? so evil. And Will? Where are you? Like- when you were supposed to go get Francie and leave town- what happened? because Francie was so there in Syd's house when Vaughn came to the door. And speaking of Vaughn coming to the door- i LOVED the constant grins exchanged between Syd and Vaughn all episode. They were incredibly contagious. &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/doubleagent-a368.jpg" align=right width=100 height=79&gt;Yes, I can't stop grinning when I think of the closing seconds of the ep. The spysex was so totally hot, and so totally worth the wait. JJ, as an insatiable shipper, thanks for doing this. I can die happy. Oh, but was anyone else wishing that it would have been Sark watching them get it on instead of FakeFrancie? Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88472863?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88472863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88472863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88472863' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88393589</id><published>2003-02-01T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T17:11:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FUCK YEAH!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/laca.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations, you're Los Angeles, the City of Angels.&lt;br&gt; What US city are you? &lt;a href="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/citytest.html"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/girlwithagun"&gt;Girlwithagun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Of course I'm Los Angeles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88393589?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88393589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88393589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88393589' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88393203</id><published>2003-02-01T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T16:59:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. The song &lt;b&gt;Must Be Dreaming&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Frou Frou&lt;/b&gt; is solo repeat-worthy. Only a few songs ever deserve this honor (&lt;i&gt;Far Away&lt;/i&gt; by Chantal Kreviazuk and Deb Talan's &lt;i&gt;Forgiven&lt;/i&gt; being the only ones I can think of) so I just had to let you all know how great I think the song is. Go download it or IM me and I'll send it to you. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88393203?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88393203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88393203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88393203' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88390073</id><published>2003-02-01T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T15:51:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remarked once that the reason I don't approach celebrities when I see them on the street is because I just feel an overwhelming sense of guilt and a strange protectiveness of their privacy. So finding an article that speaks from the same POV that I share concerning the celeb phenomenon is fantastic. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/ent/feature/2003/02/01/celebs/index1.html"&gt;confessions of a celebrity lover&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88390073?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88390073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88390073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88390073' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88338891</id><published>2003-01-31T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T13:56:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;friday five!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. As a child, who was your favorite superhero/heroine? Why? &lt;/b&gt; I was never really into superheros, and the only one I can really remember loving at all was She-Ra. I had the little action figure with the sword and the spinning head. Or maybe the girl with the spinning head was just one of She-Ra's accomplices. Hmm. Anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What was one thing you always wanted as a child but never got?&lt;/b&gt; An older sibling. heh. yeah, not really possible to get that once you're born now is it? I suppose I would have settled for a sibling of any kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What's the furthest from home you've been?&lt;/b&gt; Probably Hong Kong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What's one thing you've always wanted to learn but haven't yet?&lt;/b&gt; To be fluent in another language. (and i've pretty much given up at this point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;/b&gt; Nothing exciting, as usual. Tonight maybe dinner with Christine. No good movies are coming out so that's a bust- um, other than that, just doing some reading for school and waiting around for this weeks Alias ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88338891?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88338891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88338891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88338891' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88084813</id><published>2003-01-27T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T02:21:17.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/phaseone030.jpg" height=74 width=100 align=left&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIAS&lt;/b&gt;. Is the word. Is the feeling. Is the greatest fucking show on television. I think last night I may have passed the point where I beg you to watch this show. It's just your loss now. First off, Jennifer Garner looked hot. Secondly, Vaughn is a &lt;i&gt;sex god&lt;/i&gt;. With that out of the way- HOLY SHIT. Vaughn tells Syd he wants to kiss her. Sloane goes missing. Will and Francie make out. Syd gets the intel needed to destroy ALL of SD-6 and the Alliance. Jack's cover is blown and he's tortured. Syd's cover is blown. Syd reveals the truth about SD-6 to Dixon. THE CIA DESTROYS THE ALLIANCE. Syd saves Jack. SYDNEY AND VAUGHN KISS. Sark and Sloane are in league and actually PLANNED for Syd to destroy SD-6. Finally...Francie is killed? and her evil twin is working for Sloane??? &lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/phaseoneb097.jpg" height=74 width=100 align=right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was basically an entire seasons worth of action and plot combined into one hour. It was easily the &lt;b&gt;best.episode.ever&lt;/b&gt;. They basically destroyed the organization that the show was based upon and gave in to the sexual tension between two characters. JJ Abrams- It's official. You've kidnapped THE LOVE from Stars Hollow. And I love you for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88084813?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88084813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88084813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88084813' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-88020787</id><published>2003-01-25T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T17:25:23.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a terrible addiction...to buying DVD's. I simply have no self-control. Today I bought &lt;a href="http://www.thebourneidentity.com/"&gt;The Bourne Identity&lt;/a&gt; to add to my video library. Unfortunately I have a love/hate relationship with this disease and most of the love comes from the act of buying and owning and most of the hate comes from the frustration over me never actually watching anything I own. Seriously, my mother bought me &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0105236"&gt;Reservoir Dogs&lt;/a&gt; way back in October and I have yet to even open it not to mention that I also own movies I've never seen, like &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0227005"&gt;Made&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-88020787?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88020787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/88020787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88020787' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87964843</id><published>2003-01-24T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T13:05:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/robbieLIVE.jpg" height=95 width=140 align=left&gt;aieee! I was just chillin here in my pj's at 11am, basking in the one weekday with neither school or work, and watching some crap MTV shows (MADE...so addicting). So I'm all- please tell me it's not "Jams Countdown" or some shit next...oh no...it was the premiere of MTV Cribs' new season starring Robbie Williams and his new house in LA. Jesus Christ. I about had a heart attack. My love for this man is boundless. He was charming and hilarious as always- how can you not love self-depricational humor? Plus he thinks music piracy is "great". Hee. It is my mission to convert at least one person this year into a true Robbie fan. I know I can do this, hell, my entire apartment is now full of eminem devotees ::wink::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm the one who put the Brit in celebrity&lt;br /&gt;Give in and love it, what's the point in hating me?&lt;br /&gt;You can't argue with popularity&lt;br /&gt;Well you could but you'd be wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Handsome Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87964843?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87964843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87964843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87964843' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87770528</id><published>2003-01-21T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:23:21.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HUGE &lt;a href="http://www.fanbolt.com/everwood/"&gt;Everwood&lt;/a&gt; love happening right now. Tonight's ep was so great and I am so excited for the upcoming Colin-Ephram buddy storyline. Plus I love Treat. HEE. I am so happy a show is finally making me giddy again. I am having some Alias-backlash problems and Gilmore Girls has been giving me crappy Jess scenes lately so this is simply wonderful. la-di-da. SO HAPPY. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87770528?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87770528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87770528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87770528' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87738715</id><published>2003-01-20T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T13:33:17.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I redesigned the "&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/aboutme/aboutme1.htm"&gt;about me&lt;/a&gt;" page so that it's not so lame. the new design really doesn't even deserve to be called a design since it's so simplistic. nevertheless, now you know. :-)  (hopefully i'll get around to overhauling the fanlistings soon as well.) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87738715?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87738715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87738715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87738715' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87731612</id><published>2003-01-20T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T10:55:47.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i hear a rumor Robbie Williams may have secured a coveted spot on the SuperBowl Halftime Show. That's not so cool with me since it might mean him sharing the stage with Beyonce and Shania. They're not worthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hfpa.org/html/GoldenGlobeAwards-2003.html"&gt;Golden Globes&lt;/a&gt; last night. Our partay was fun, 12E usually never sees that many people. So it was nice to have visitors, but the awards themselves were very anticlimatic. I mean, Colin Farrell was sexy as hell, Eminem got fucking robbed by Bono (grrr), Lara Flynn Boyle got the attention she must have wanted for that hideous dress, and everything else was pretty damn predictable. Everyone seems to bitch about how long the Oscars run and why can't they be on time like the Golden Globes?  But seriously, I think the Globes are so freaking boring without song performances, montages to dead people, and most importantly, interpretive dance. ;-)   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87731612?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87731612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87731612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87731612' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87686776</id><published>2003-01-19T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T13:15:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::sniffle:: &lt;a href="http://www.thefutoncritic.com/cgi/gofuton.cgi?action=home"&gt;Rest In Peace, Futon Critic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Futon Critic is gone. I'm so shocked. Where will I go for all my in-depth TV news? This is devastating. It's like when Mr. Showbiz got bought out by ABC, except this is worse, because I don't know any other websites that cover the same magnitude of information in such depth as The Futon Critic did. Where will I go for TV-DVD release dates? Where will I ever find a ratings tracker again? Who will catalog every television show on the air or in development? What is a TV-freak to do now???? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87686776?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87686776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87686776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87686776' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87639157</id><published>2003-01-18T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T10:00:43.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Medox/quizzes/Who%20's%20Your%20Inner%20Sexy%20Cartoon%20Chick%20%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/Medox/1040032084_CWINDOWSDesktopbetty.gif" border="0" alt="You're%20Betty%20Boop!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who 's Your Inner Sexy Cartoon Chick ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87639157?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87639157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87639157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87639157' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87614631</id><published>2003-01-17T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T19:02:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;friday five...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Where do you currently work?&lt;/b&gt; I'm an intern at a film company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. How many other jobs have you had and where?&lt;/b&gt; let's see...my first job was at a card shop, next came the used CD store, followed by the summer at the temp agency. that's about it up to this point. heh. my work history isn't very illustrious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What do you like best about your job?&lt;/b&gt; The fast pace and the fact that there are tons of great mags to read on the downtime. Also, the computers have IM and the perks are fabulous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What do you like least about your job?&lt;/b&gt; The anal-retentiveness regarding the clarity of the photocopies I make. That I get nervous sometimes about screwing things up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What is your dream job?&lt;/b&gt; Almost anything in film or television. Almost. It just has to pay well. Or if it doesn't, I have to know that the job is way more important to me than the money. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87614631?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87614631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87614631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87614631' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87488622</id><published>2003-01-15T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T14:07:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the thing. I'm bored with blogger. Not blogging itself, but blogger as a service, or more specifically, this template. This is my final week before school starts up again and I want to make some decision as to my future on the web in the coming days. My problem is that I myself know next to nothing nor do I know a single person who knows anything about blogging, blogging software, web design, web hosting, or pretty much computers in general. So i'm kind of stuck. The decisions i'm mulling over are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Switching from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://noahgrey.com/greysoft/"&gt;Greymatter&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.movabletype.org/"&gt;Moveable Type&lt;/a&gt; (both of which I've heard are better but I don't understand in what way). &lt;br /&gt;problems arise with this idea because I think I need to have an account on a webserver and an ftp program. well, i have that through blogger now, but obviously those two aren't compatible so I would need to get another and I wouldn't even begin to know where or how much that would cost me. Secondly, I don't think I know enough to even install either of the programs. So pretty much, thats out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Buying a domain. I don't know why this enters into my mind, but I think it would be nice. I wouldn't have the first clue as to what I would do with it, except direct you to my blog here. But- I did check and the domain name I want is still available :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Installing a new template from &lt;a href="http://love-productions.com/"&gt;love-productions&lt;/a&gt;. There's one I like, but I would want to change the heading and if that counts as "customization" I really don't want to have to pay for changing a few words around. Plus there's the matter of what the hell to do with all the customizations to my current template. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. If anyone stops by here as a random referral and knows anything about blogs, domains, or templates, PLEASE leave me a note. I am begging for some advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87488622?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87488622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87488622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87488622' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87484038</id><published>2003-01-15T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T12:30:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great Buffy news from Jordan Levin, the WB Entertainment president:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Regardless of Angel's fate, Mr. Levin says he's given Mr. Whedon permission to reunite Buffy and Angel on UPN for Ms. Gellar's finale, if she's quitting the role."I told Joss that if it was creatively justified, and in the best interest of the show's storytelling, and something he feels is necessary, I certainly wouldn't stand in the way," Mr. Levin says.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what I want to hear. I know somehow it'll get screwed up, but at least they're heading in the right direction and they might be playing with some serious continuity. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87484038?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87484038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87484038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87484038' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87460274</id><published>2003-01-15T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T00:34:41.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a great &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/story.cgi?show=89&amp;story=4403"&gt;account&lt;/a&gt; of the American Idol 2 auditions up at Television Without Pity.  It's from a contestant who made it through 2 rounds of cuts and it hits a perfect snarky tone. Hee. I can't wait for the show to start. It'll require a bit of a juggling act with my tuesday VCR schedule but I'll be trying my best. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87460274?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87460274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87460274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87460274' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87444494</id><published>2003-01-14T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T19:15:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a little update on my internship...um. I like it. I'm honestly a little suprised that I like it because I never really saw publicity as the field for me, but wow are the perks nice ;-) Today I took home 3 movies on dvd and 2 on VHS. None of them were great, except maybe Goldmember. Too bad I already have it. Anyways, I'm just holding out for the Return of the King calendar. Hee. IT WILL BELONG TO ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87444494?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87444494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87444494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87444494' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87339892</id><published>2003-01-13T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T00:59:52.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La Femme Nikita is coming to DVD! or so it seems from &lt;a href="http://pub14.ezboard.com/fsavelfn69411thesavelfnhaven.showMessage?topicID=4253.topic"&gt;this posting&lt;/a&gt;. This is HUGE. Great. Add this to BtVS, Angel the Series, Sex and the City, Felicity, and My So-Called Life and NOW I WILL BE POOR. Poor, but nevertheless a &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; happy girl. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87339892?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87339892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87339892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87339892' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87337376</id><published>2003-01-12T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T00:15:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I was freakishly excited for this week's episode of Alias. Reason being that a while back (before my SpoilerFree lifestyle had taken effect) I read that in this episode Syd and Vaughn would go on a date in France and would be given a room key. So basically, I was kind of expecting something to happen in terms of the furthering of their relationship. And i mean physically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it didn't happen. Though when I think about it, their relationship was dramatically furthered by their mutual acknowledgement of their situation as well as their feelings. Plus, they had just decided to actually USE the room key when they were attacked. But even though I know this and I know that this is HUGE, I still felt cheated because they didn't kiss. So I keep reading people's opinions of how great it was, and if someone had told me what happened instead of having me watch it, I bet I would think it was great too. So why didn't I feel anything during the ep? I don't know. I'm really honestly confused by my lack of enthusiasm here. I can't really figure it out. I can't help but think it might be either because I kind of knew what was going to happen or because I &lt;i&gt;didn't &lt;/i&gt;know what was going to happen. haha. distinct lack of sense in that sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna attempt an experiment. The next Alias episode airs in two weeks and I have honestly no idea what it's about. So I'm gonna stay that way and see if I enjoy it more as a completely in the dark viewer.  If that doesn't work then I feel I might have to reopen pandora's box of spoilers. Hee. I love how serious I get about a television show.  It freaks me out at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, HUGE shit going down with the future of Pacey and Joey on The Creek. I personally haven't watched the show in like 3 years, but whats great is that as we get word that the possibility of a P/J ending to the series is becoming more likely, all the old fans seem to be drifting back. Because honestly, Pacey and Joey's relationship was the only good thing to ever happen to that show. Anyways, supposedly an upcoming episode will feature Pacey and Joey as the only two cast members for the entire hour. Yeah. So I have a feeling I'll have to schedule DC onto my Wed. nights in a few weeks.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87337376?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87337376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87337376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87337376' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87289238</id><published>2003-01-11T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T22:45:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.miloventimiglia.net"&gt;Milo Ventimiglia&lt;/a&gt; is getting his own Gilmore Girls spinoff show. yeah. what the hell. Simone IMed me about it and I freaked out trying to call &lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a href="http://tv.zap2it.com/news/tvnewsdaily.html?29615"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; said it's going to focus on his relationship with his absent father who will be coming back into his life. umm. i'm not so hot on that concept for the show, but you know I love the character of Jess so much I will watch it religiously no matter what. The weird thing is that this totally throws into question where Amy Sherman-Palladino is taking the show. I really have no idea at all what the series will be like next year.  I have one word: &lt;b&gt;crossover&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87289238?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87289238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87289238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87289238' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87242241</id><published>2003-01-10T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T19:29:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org/"&gt;friday five! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Where are you right now?&lt;/b&gt; Sitting at my computer in my room in a dorm in New York City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What time is it?&lt;/b&gt; 7:24pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt; heh. umm. blue jeans and a white t-shirt. highly original outfit, i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Any people or animals around you? Describe them.&lt;/b&gt; My roommate, Chaya, is eating easy mac behind me while we watch Entertainment Tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;/b&gt; Well, we're leaving to see &lt;a href="http://www.miramax.com/chicago/"&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt; in a few minutes and we'll probably see another movie sometime over the weekend, I'll run some errands, and we'll begin a litany of DVD viewings. no big plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87242241?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87242241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87242241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87242241' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87239816</id><published>2003-01-10T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T18:19:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nooo! &lt;a href="http://espn.go.com/tennis/news/2003/0109/1490060.html"&gt;Patrick Rafter officially retired from tennis&lt;/a&gt;. He's been my favorite player since way before I even started attending the US Open. I suppose I can only take comfort in the fact that at least I got to see him play. C'est la vie...now all my tennis hopes lie with Andre and Andy. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87239816?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87239816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87239816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87239816' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87231515</id><published>2003-01-10T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T15:07:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long month and a half since the last new episode of &lt;a href="http://www.thewb.com/Shows/Show/0,7353,||159,00.html"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/a&gt; has aired. &lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt;, Simone and I have tried to cope with the aid of &lt;a href="http://theficreview.blogspot.com"&gt;fanfiction&lt;/a&gt;, video clips, and extreme rewind action, but I'm sorry to say that over the holiday my love got sent to the back of the class in favor of other wonderful loves, like &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Details?0165961"&gt;SportsNight&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thewb.com/Shows/HSReunion/0,13602,84235,00.html"&gt;Reality&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/joem/"&gt;TV&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.robbiewilliams.com"&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;/a&gt;. But I am right here and now declaring that &lt;b&gt;THE LOVE IS BACK IN THE GAME&lt;/b&gt;. See, it's true that one of my New Year's Resolutions is "Spoiler Free in 2003", however, I do NOT include pictures in my definition of spoilers, so here they are in all their shipperific glory ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig1.jpg" height=80 width=120 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig2.jpg" height=80 width=120 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/Pictures/Pig4.jpg" height=80 width=120 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;now my day is truly superfantabulous&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87231515?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87231515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87231515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87231515' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87230999</id><published>2003-01-10T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T14:37:04.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched the &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/movies/s/shapeofthings.php"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://filmguide.sundance.org/filmguide/filmnote.php?FCode=SHAPE"&gt;The Shape of Things &lt;/a&gt;starring Paul Rudd and Rachel Weisz. Hee. Love them both. I'm now doubly excited for the film version to be released since I didn't get a chance to see it as a play when it was here in the city a year or so ago. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87230999?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87230999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87230999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87230999' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87221395</id><published>2003-01-10T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T10:42:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just caught most of &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0258273"&gt;Lovely &amp; Amazing&lt;/a&gt; on the movie channel...it would never have been something I would rent, but I really liked it a lot. Especially this one song that plays over the closing credits, "Forgiven" by Deb Talan, I can't find it on Kazaa and it's killing me. And &lt;i&gt;wow&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/EGallery?source=ss&amp;group=0258273&amp;photo=pic_06_300dpi.jpg&amp;path=pgallery&amp;path_key=Gyllenhaal,+Jake"&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;/a&gt; is so cute I might finally get around to borrowing &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0246578"&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/a&gt; from the front desk this weekend ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87221395?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87221395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87221395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87221395' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87194970</id><published>2003-01-09T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T21:25:41.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night Chaya and I got overly ambitious and at 10pm we decided to watch the 4 hour extended edition of &lt;a href="http://www.lordoftherings.net"&gt;Fellowship of the Ring&lt;/a&gt;. Heh. I didn't even make it out of the Shire...I fell asleep by like 11. Not something you usually hear me say. But now that I am thinking about it, I think my New Year's Resolution is to kick my chronic insomnia habit. I know it's not that easy, but I'll have to do it, because this spring I have 4 days out of the week where I have to be out of the house at 9. So...looks like I'm off to a good start. Now tonight could be trouble since I have nothing to do for the next 4 days :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really got around to discussing the Golden Globes here, but at work today I was looking though the EW Oscar Issue and it made me want to weigh in with some of my own thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Drama:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Gangs of New York&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;About Schmidt&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;LOTR: The Two Towers&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Hours&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Pianist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only seen Gangs and LOTR at this point, so I can't honestly comment, but my undying LOTR devotion makes it my sentimental favorite, though I don't think I would flip out and throw things if Gangs won. It'll probably go to like The Hours or something. Because life is like that. Every year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Musical or Comedy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; About a Boy&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Adaptation&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Chicago&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Nicolas Nickleby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Okay, I want About a Boy to win more than anything, but odds are damn good this one is going to Chicago. Just as long as My Big Fat Greek Wedding doesn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Actor in a Musical or Comedy&lt;/b&gt;: Nicolas Cage, Kieran Culkin, Richard Gere, Hugh Grant, Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! This is probably my toughest category...I LOVED Kieran in Igby, but Hugh Grant is my hero. Plus I'm sure Richard Gere kicks ass, and I wouldn't say anything against Nicolas Cage. The only one I take issue with is Adam Sandler, and thats because I didn't like Punch-Drunk Love &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87194970?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87194970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87194970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87194970' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87059630</id><published>2003-01-07T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T09:49:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/CNN/anchors_reporters/cnn/hemmer.bill.html"&gt;Bill Hemmer&lt;/a&gt;::&lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/CNN/anchors_reporters/cnn/cooper.anderson.html"&gt;Anderson Cooper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awake for the &lt;a href="http://207.178.134.200/45grammys/45final.txt"&gt;Grammy noms &lt;/a&gt;this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm going to have to a listen to a lot of Avril trash-talk soon. Look, I'm not saying i like her style or her marketing and publicity or more importantly, her. All I'm saying is that her album is one of those where you have to hear the songs NOT easily played on the radio in order to appreciate it. Everyone I know who has listened knows it's good. All I'm saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm also saying: Nellyville? WTF. puh-lease. eww. Plus I hope &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; besides Ashanti wins Best New Artist. And as we all know, I'm an eminem fiend. So is it strange that i'm pissed "without me" was nominated a bunch of times? I just wish it had been a different song off The Eminem Show because "without me" is just the throwaway single...the other songs are better, and actually, I think Lose Yourself is probably one of his best songs to date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always take issue with the fact that some of the crappiest songs to hit the airwaves in a given year are actually nominated for pop grammys, but I guess I have to take solace in the fact that in many of the less popular categories, justice is served (YAAY, Nickel Creek and Femi Kuti!) even though their awards aren't given out on television. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87059630?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87059630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87059630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87059630' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-87048821</id><published>2003-01-07T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T02:41:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lots of TV goings-on. &lt;i&gt;finally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...last night I watched the premiere of &lt;a href="http://www.thewb.com/Shows/HSReunion/0,13602,84235,00.html"&gt;High School Reunion &lt;/a&gt;and taped &lt;a href="http://abc.abcnews.go.com/primetime/alias/index.html"&gt;Alias&lt;/a&gt;. Or. So. I. Thought. ...because my VCR betrayed me and taped fuzz. I then proceeded to have a meltdown and Liz came through as my TV Savior and is mailing me the tape so I can watch it before next Sunday. man, TV-Freaks-R-Us, huh? &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I liked High School Reunion. I hate "the player" and "the bully" and I think that the "tall girl" obsessed with the player seemed normal but became increasingly psychotic. Nevertheless, he was a jackass to her. I think the "class clown" is kinda cute and funny and I like the possible storyline with "the artist" and his "girl who got away" love-triangle with Maurice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I can't comment on Alias yet, so we'll skip to this evening. Ellen came over to watch the Monday lineup of &lt;a href="http://www.thewb.com/Shows/Show/0,7353,||1005,00.html"&gt;Everwood&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/joem/"&gt;Joe Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/rwrr_challenge/battle_sexes/"&gt;RR/RW Battle of the Sexes&lt;/a&gt;. I'll confine the TV chatter to say that I am increasingly unattracted to the Joe Millionaire, I think the girl named Heidi is a huge bitch and it makes me happy to see him actually pick girls I think might like him for real (namely the Chelsea Clinton clone).  And as for RR/RW...I love James. He's my all time favorite RR/RW-er. And thank god Julie got the boot because although I liked her during her actual Real World season, I have HATED her on previous challanges. She really seems to have become kind of an insensitive bitch. But I guess thats IMHO. And finally, there is simply no debating that &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/rwrr_challenge/battle_sexes/host.jhtml"&gt;Jonny Moseley &lt;/a&gt;is the absolute cutest host ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* my TV schedule for this spring will need some serious tinkering now that i've decided to pick up trashy reality shows. Now it seems i've got myself into High School Reunion, Joe Millionaire, American Idol 2, RR/RW Battle of the Sexes, possibly The Surreal Life and other as yet undecided midseason shows. Not to mention adding some select &lt;a href="http://www.thewb.com/Shows/Show/0,7353,||19,00.html"&gt;Dawsons Creek &lt;/a&gt;eps now that I hear Pacey and Joey will share a drunken kiss! oh be still my shipper heart ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! Skeet Ulrich is back! wow. I don't think he's worked since like 1998 or something. Anyways, it looks like he'll be headlining a new series called &lt;a href="http://abc.abcnews.go.com/primetime/miracles/index.html"&gt;Miracles&lt;/a&gt; on ABC. Doubt I'll watch it, but way to make a comeback, dude. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-87048821?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87048821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/87048821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87048821' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86909140</id><published>2003-01-04T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T01:28:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just haven't felt like updating lately. I crossed the line from psycho-blogger who updates 5 times a day and just skipped right over normal once-a-day updating over into bad-blogger who doesn't update for almost a week. *sigh* Hopefully I'll be home soon and can get back to my usual psycho-self. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt;. Ohio State just beat Miami. Bah. not that I have followed football in years, but both my parents are Miami alumni and so there's some sunshine state loyalty, extending to Florida State (both parents also alumni there as well) and UF (cousin is Florida grad and can be really quite obsessive about it). You know, I think my uncle may have gone to some other Florida state school so basically my family has the entire state higher education system covered. If there was any sort of point, I am so far from it now I can't see my way back. Moving On....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liz &lt;/a&gt;got me the &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/review/dvd/0,6115,386453~2~~sportsnightcompleteseries,00.html"&gt;SportsNight DVDs &lt;/a&gt;for Christmas this year and in two days I'm just about finished watching them. Yes, there are over 40 episodes. Ellen, does this constitute TV addiction? ;-)  Anyways, watching the show makes me amazed with Aaron Sorkin. Obviously, as any web-savvy West Wing fan could attest, Aaron Sorkin sucks it HARD. But SportsNight is such superior television...can I think of a better half hour comedy? No. I can't. If anyone can, let me know, cause I'm drawing blanks. I don't want to babble because it makes me look really unintelligent, however, I have decided that as my own personal homage to SportsNight, the next time Peter Krause gets nominated for Six Feet Under I will shut my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have decided to go to bat for Leonardo DiCaprio. Not that anyone has actually trashed him. But, if it were to happen, I don't think I could keep quiet. I haven't really made an outline of my argument yet, but the main points will include &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0108330"&gt;This Boy's Life&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0108550"&gt;What's Eating Gilbert Grape? &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0217505"&gt;Gangs of New York&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0264464"&gt;Catch Me If You Can&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0116999"&gt;Marvin's Room&lt;/a&gt;. Concessions I will make would &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0120338"&gt;Titanic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0163978"&gt;The Beach&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0120744"&gt;Man in the Iron Mask&lt;/a&gt;...though I personally enjoyed all three and even though The Beach may have sucked, it wasn't entirely Leo's fault. And I am &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;not the only one who likes Man in the Iron Mask. Plus, I LOVE TITANIC. Shoot me- I'm a sap. In conclusion, Leo is talented and extremely award-worthy, and he better get his due someday soon. I can hold out for &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0327405"&gt;Alexander the Great&lt;/a&gt; (directed by Baz!) or &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hp&amp;cf=prev&amp;id=1808404455"&gt;The Aviator&lt;/a&gt;, but beyond that lies the road to bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Edge of Reason has set off a renaissance of Chick Lit for me. I'm so glad to be back into novels. I really did miss them. Though I do love it so, fanfic is really a very poor substitute for actual books. Up next: Confessions of a Shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Errands and tasks. I have so many and yet none of them seem anywhere close to being accomplished. Let's see: KMart, The Book Rack, Linens N Things, Circuit City, The Bon Ton, call Chaya, call Simone, finish Liz's Xmas present, Blockbuster overdue videos, laundry, unpacking 20 boxes and setting up my new bedroom, oh and then there's that thing called REST which is what you are supposed to do on winter holiday, damnit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.lordoftherings.net"&gt;LOTR: The Two Towers&lt;/a&gt;. Saw it again with the 'rents tonight. Was definitely not in the mood for a 3 hour film, but the moment my precious Viggo took the screen it was all over. I was done. As Jeremy on SportsNight said in episode 10 &lt;i&gt;Shoe Money Tonight&lt;/i&gt;, "I wasn't even in it." Point being: 12 months until Return of the King. Can I start my countdown now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me=Geek&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86909140?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86909140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86909140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86909140' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86635070</id><published>2002-12-28T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-28T16:19:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ronnie and Michelle and the kids are gone. That brings the current familial relations tab in at 3. YAY! Three is a number I can handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;a href="http://twoweeksnoticemovie.warnerbros.com/?frompage=sitemap"&gt;Two Weeks Notice &lt;/a&gt;last night with the girls. Wasn't as bad as I thought and hot damn is Hugh Grant a comic genius. It's all in the timing...and his is impeccable. I am literally counting down the days until the About a Boy DVD release. I love him so much I came home and started watching the director's commentary of Bridget Jones (ding dong!) but fell asleep so I finished it this afternoon. More and more I think that film has to be one of my all time favorites. I feel a little embarassed admitting that because it's so damn girly, but it's the one DVD I take everywhere and always love to watch and I laugh every time. It's definitely put me in the mood for The Edge of Reason, which I started reading for the first time two days ago. I had never wanted to read it even though I loved BJD and then I was finally convinced into buying it in september. *sigh* I love Darcy. Hee. I was just lamenting in my head about what a shame it was I didn't bring back my Pride and Prejudice DVD's when it ocurred to me that my mother actually has her own copy of them! So if I can only find them in a box somewhere I can watch the haughtiness of my beloved Colin Firth for hours upon hours. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to note: after some reflection, I still love Gangs of New York. I haven't read a single review, though I saw that the grade at &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/"&gt;eonline &lt;/a&gt;was a C+ from both the site and the audience...so I guess other people aren't really loving it. Just brings me back to the notion that I'm really not that hard to please. Though I think I tend to just keep away from films I know aren't up my alley *coughFinalDestination2cough*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86635070?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86635070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86635070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86635070' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86579971</id><published>2002-12-27T02:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T03:15:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw &lt;a href="http://www.gangsofnewyork.com"&gt;Gangs of New York&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The trailer&lt;/b&gt;. In my opinion, the trailer is completely deceptive, and I prefer it that way. I went in thinking it was kind of about this (gang warfare in the 1800's in NYC) and it turned out to be mostly about that (vengeance and betrayal between the two main characters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The gore. &lt;/b&gt;I am completely desensitized and love a superbly staged battle/fight sequence, no matter how bloody it gets. And let me tell you, this movie is BLOODY. If you can stomach it though, the first scene in the film is amazing, by far my favorite of all fight sequences throughout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. The sex. &lt;/b&gt;For some reason, the only scene I had heard at all discussed before seeing the film was the Leo and Cameron Diaz rough-sex scene...which...was SO not bad at all. Liz and I were both shocked at how not a big deal it was...I didn't cringe, I didn't have to look away or scream "oh! my eyes!", and I kind of thought it was actually...&lt;i&gt;sexy.&lt;/i&gt; Imagine that. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. The greasy hotness. &lt;/b&gt;I'm sorry. Though I don't really want to apologize, I'm doing it because I feel it is expected of me. So the deal is this: I find Leo to be hot and sexy in this movie. Yes, he is dirty and greasy and at times covered in bruises, cuts, and dried blood. So yes, maybe I need help, and yes, I am probably alone in these thoughts. But no, I will not deny them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. The inspired performance of Daniel Day-Lewis. &lt;/b&gt;So this is the role he came out of cobblerdom for? Well good on ya, Daniel. Excellent choice and excellent work. Give the man an Oscar and I doubt I would complain (all depending on his fellow nominees of course...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. The score. &lt;/b&gt;Loved the score from the very beginning. I would totally buy this if it had all the Irish music that played throughout on the disc. Shame about the whole U2-theme-song though. Better not get into the U2 issues here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. The length. &lt;/b&gt;Dude.This movie is looong. There's a point about 2 hours in where you think it is about to end...but then it takes a twist and doesn't. I liked that it was unpredictable, but towards the end I was really feeling the length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I loved it. Yes, there were specific moments in the film I wasn't a fan of, but the entire storyline with Amsterdam and Bill just completely took me in. It was only when they went back to the whole fighting gangs premise that I became less engaged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. General question I am asking to the void...Do people think Leo is talented? I'm really curious on this point. I know that there is a gigantic amount of Titantic-hate out there, but is it really because people think he sucks?  I would love to hear any thoughts on this matter. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86579971?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86579971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86579971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86579971' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86471678</id><published>2002-12-24T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T02:59:54.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude. Merlin (my cat) is rolling around in front of me wanting to be petted (grammar?).  This is quite new and I am shocked...usually this cat is the devil, always racing around, knocking expensive shit over and shedding over everything. It seems as if he's finally mellowed out...and the biting has stopped too (YAY!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. No idea why I felt blogging that was important, but I did. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86471678?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86471678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86471678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86471678' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86428842</id><published>2002-12-23T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T04:00:38.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm now back in the Lanc. for the winter break and just wanted to pop in to say updates will be few and far between as things stand now. Looks like my relatives are keeping me plenty busy during the day(also not helping...the computer being on the floor) so I'm here doing my web-shit at 4am. Yes, just got back from watching some classic TAR 2 at Liz's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had some links or opinions on things to offer, but sadly I haven't had a moment to even keep up with my movie, TV, and celeb gossip...so maybe in a few days. I did have a bit to mention regarding the Golden Globe nominations (ummm. &lt;i&gt;bitches&lt;/i&gt;.) but I think I'll get to it when I have a bit more time to think and type. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86428842?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86428842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86428842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86428842' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86336584</id><published>2002-12-20T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T00:55:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* my family is here. not here here, but here in new york city here. see look, they're driving me crazy already! &lt;br /&gt;It's just that my parents I can deal with, I know them well, I can say what I want to do and what I don't, and we have similar interests so usually we all agree on something to do. Well, extended family is different. Some of them have never even been to NYC before, so they want to do touristy things (which I want to avoid like the plague) and then others brought small children so that's a severe limitation there. And then others can't walk very far and others are just simply clueless and seemingly relaying on me to state an itinerary. Well, sorry, but I don't think anyone would want to do my types of things other than my parents...we're a bookstore-browsing, moviegoing, strolling neighborhoods kind of crowd...and the extended fam just isn't. My mom knew from day one that I didn't want them to come and that I wasn't looking forward to it. UGH. This afternoon was a mess getting everyone situated in hotels, but hopefully tonight will be better- we're going to dinner with even more relatives coming in from Long Island and then going to see the Radio City Christmas Spectacular.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I forgot to hit publish before I left, but I just got back from the Radio City show and well, there was a HUGE fiasco with the tickets. I lost them. Not the kind of lost where hours later you're like "hoo-hah! would you look where I found those crazy tickets!" but the kind of lost where you cry. So now I think I finally have a "how you overcame a huge obstacle" story for interviews, because we saw the show in the seats we were assigned... without tickets. So a big thank you to everyone in Radio City Guest Relations :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86336584?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86336584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86336584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86336584' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86299063</id><published>2002-12-19T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-19T23:39:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I think I am going to make a special page for TARCON, but I just scanned the photos and MUST SHARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here they are. as usual, click to enlarge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt; and I towards the beginning of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/LizErin.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/LizErin.jpg" height=75 width=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brennan, winner of TAR 1. I made Liz snap a pic because &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; he looked good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Brennan.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Brennan.jpg" height=100 width=75 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oswald, one half of Team Cha Cha Cha from TAR 2. He was wearing a really frightening fur pimp coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Oswald.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Oswald.jpg" height=75 width=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, one kickass half of Team Ken and Gerard aka KennyG aka O Brother! aka BaldSnark aka The Team That Should Have Won TAR 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Ken.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Ken.jpg" height=75 width=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew, one HOTT half of Team Derek and Drew aka Zoolander aka The Wonder Twins. Of all the Racers we talked to briefly, Drew was by far the sweetest. I will treasure this picture forever ::grin::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Drew.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Drew.jpg" height=75 width=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil! The Amazing Host of The Amazing Race. Of everyone that came, Phil was the one I was most shocked and excited to see...Never in a million years would I have dreamed he'd show. Too bad his was the only picture that didnt turn out well. He's making a strange face, but I will remember to feel of his leather duster for years to come ::wink::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Phil.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Phil.jpg" width=100 height=75 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tramel, one hilarious half of Team Tramel and Talicia who were second to get philiminated in TAR 3. We talked to him for a bit and he told us the story of how he and Talicia got on the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Tramel.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Tramel.jpg" width=100 height=75 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex (in the blue). One half of the winning TAR 2 Team from Boston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Alex.jpg" width=100 height=75 border=0&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sheep Whisperer. With his arms around Liz and I. We can both die happy. The Sheep Whisperer is actually Chris, the other half of the winning TAR 2 team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/Chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/Chris.jpg" width=100 height=75 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and I at the end of the night. What a fabulous time was had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uponastar.blogspot.com/TARCON/LizErinHug.jpg"&gt;&lt;image src="TARCON/LizErinHug.jpg" height=75 width=100 border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86299063?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86299063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86299063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86299063' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86263052</id><published>2002-12-19T04:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-19T04:45:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude. it's 4 in the morning. I have 6 hours until my last final. I haven't started studying for it yet in earnest, I am dead tired, but I'm on the biggest high. Why? BECAUSE &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/ijsbb/forum.cgi?action=list&amp;forum=424&amp;fromdays=20"&gt;TARCON&lt;/a&gt; KICKED ASS. I'm going to have to write up a huge detailed account of the entire evening, start-to-finish, complete with pictures and its own page, however, I need to just get the greatest moments out there because I'm dying to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz is obsessed with &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/art2/chrisandalex/"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt; (the winner of TAR 2). We knew he was coming, but dude, he's fucking gorgeous in person. Also, Liz would like me to mention that she talked to him 4 times. I also noted that one of the times he was rubbing her back, another he grabbed her neck, and then later she got introduced and got a hug. Only she ran away to do it and left me (&amp; camera) behind. So finally he looked like he was leaving and so I was like "fuck it" and leaned over and was like "Do you think we could get a quick picture before you go?" and he was like "aw yeah, sure" and so now we have documented photographic proof (PUN!) that we indeed met &lt;i&gt;The Sheep Whisperer&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.philkeoghan.com/"&gt;PHIL&lt;/a&gt; CAME TO TARCON. wtf. The fucking host of &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race3/index.shtml"&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;/a&gt; showed up. I was in shock. It was at this point (well before the Chris photo-op) when I crossed my own personal line. See, I am painfully shy around strangers, and celebrities (even reality show hosts and contestants) really freak me out. I'm not someone who could ever say anything to anyone, much less ask for a picture. But jesus christ something came over me...I saw Phil as the crowd parted and all of a sudden I found myself squealing "PHIL! Can we take a picture with you!?!?" so yes, I have a picture with Phil. PHIL! &lt;i&gt;Jeff Probst only WISHES he were Phil. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude. I had a conversation with &lt;a href="http://www.page305.com/details_men.php?RECORD_KEY%28Models%29=ID&amp;ID(Models)=69"&gt;Drew&lt;/a&gt;. No, seriously. Like, it was more than "Thanks for coming, congrats" how much more I have no idea, but he was leaning down to talk to me yes, he looked like a gorgeous male model. and yes, I have a picture of that too. Dude. I talked to Drew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were also taken with Ken, Oswald, John Vito and Jill (long story, involving Liz's shoddy gaydar and my phone number), Tramel (seriously funny guy, we probably talked to him for 10 minutes), and Alex (I know he's the evil one, but damn is he sexy). Liz snapped a pic of Brennan when he walked in, but i don't know if it will turn out, and I think I may have tried to get a few of Teri and Ian but I doubt they will come out either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story was that TARCON was such an awesome time, totally worth the $20 cover.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, if you've never seen the show before (don't give me that West Wing crap, aaron sorkin can suck it) I think you should watch The Amazing Race 4 this spring, because all season led to this, and it wasn't a letdown...fuck dude, I PUT MY ARM AROUND PHIL. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86263052?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86263052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86263052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86263052' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86227155</id><published>2002-12-18T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T18:48:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh! I don't really have time to be posting. AT ALL. But...&lt;br /&gt;I just need to state how fucking fabulous LOTR: The Two Towers was. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Last year, I saw The Fellowship of the Ring at midnight and I had a huge headache and my eyes were hurting and I almost fell asleep at times. This year, I was wide awake, finally had glasses to prevent hurty eyes, and I swear to god, like 2 hours into it my inner monologue was screaming "DON'T EVER END!"  That said, I don't really want to post a long review, because honestly, I enjoyed the movie so much I don't even want to criticize it. I'm sure it may have faults, but it pains me to even consider them. I do, however, have a few select things to mention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Legolas and Gimli. In the first film, I really didn't even have anything to say about them, but in The Two Towers...I loved them. They are fantastic comic relief. Two key moments worth mentioning are when Legolas gets on the horse (you'll know it when you see it) and Legolas asking Gimli if he'd like "a box". &lt;b&gt;Hee.&lt;/b&gt; Cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Battle of Helms Deep. HELL FUCKIN YEAH. This was the one scene I had actually heard mentioned prior to seeing the movie. I want to say more, but I don't want to spoil it for people who haven't seen it yet, since everyone isn't psycho like me and has to see the very first showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My Fellow Audience at UA Union Square. Serious kudos to all of you. You made my experience more enjoyable then I ever thought was possible. Clapping, cheering and laughing in all the right places, and more importantly silence where was neccessary and appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Simone Got Hit On By Faramir. Ok, so this didn't actually happen last night at the film, but she did relate the story from the premiere after-party after I turned to her in the middle of the movie and was like "Hey- that Faramir guy is cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Aragorn. I was like "Liz- I don't even know what to say about Aragorn." and she said "He was fucking amazing." So yes. That was the general consensus. Also discussed...I want to rape him. But maybe thats a topic for another time ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go see it! NOW! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86227155?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86227155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86227155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86227155' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86147414</id><published>2002-12-16T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T22:51:39.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am 40% Geek&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/default.aspx?id=103" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/103/2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college.  You never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But you have friends, and this is a good thing. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/default.aspx?id=103" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the Geek Test at fuali.com &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86147414?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86147414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86147414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86147414' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-86115770</id><published>2002-12-16T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T11:45:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo! blogger is working again, just in time for me to procrastinate my paper more. &lt;br /&gt;This week=Hell...but not.&lt;br /&gt;See, this week is troubling because it's completely horrible and yet completely awesome. On the one hand, I have a paper and two finals and zero time to study for either, but on the other hand I have LOTR, TARCon, Liz's visit, and the prospect of the semester finally coming to a close. I don't really feel like talking about it all now though, so instead here's some random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.herothemovie.com"&gt;Hero&lt;/a&gt;. dude. Since discovering the trailer for this, I am so freaking excited. An epic martial arts period piece starring Jet Li, Zhang Ziyi, Tony Leung AND Maggie Cheung?  That's pretty much half of all my favorite asian stars right there in one film. Not to mention the cinematography and fight choreography look &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;. Grrr..I cannot wait until next November for its release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Alias last night? Not as great as the few eps before it. Still...there were a few high points...namely anything involving Lena Olin, Sark in a cape (I want a cape!) and the entire bar scene.  Note on the bar scene: Did anyone else think JJ must be reading fanfiction? Because wow...that was a classic fic scenario...Sydney and Will encountering Vaughn and Alice at a bar by accident...awkwardness and a wealth of longing glances exchanged? oh man. this whole Syd/Vaughn lurve better go somewhere SOON! I'm dying already here! Ep 12 cannot come soon enough...and supposedly we dont get new ones until January. Grrrr again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Looks like I've finally gone over to the dark side and embraced the Elijah-love. I've always been hugely partial to Viggo, and in the context of the films, I still prefer Aragorn over Frodo anyday. But...I now love Elijah...he just seems like such a huge geek. It is so endearing. I love huge geeks. &lt;i&gt;I'm a huge geek.&lt;/i&gt; I think what did it was the (I can't believe I am actually saying this) MTV MovieHouse and the Making the Video Game LOTR special. I can't believe I even watched those. I hate MovieHouse usually, but I watch it occasionally to see the star Q &amp; A's which are always amusing (ie- Eminem's "I want to make a porno with you" answer to a girls question about what he'd like to do next).  Then the Making the Video Game thing came on and I couldnt turn away because it had Viggo. Speaking in a sexy voice. About Video Games. Wearing the "No Blood for Oil" shirt that Simone saw him in. Hee. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-86115770?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86115770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/86115770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86115770' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-85934252</id><published>2002-12-13T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T02:03:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like I've gotten a request to update here. What, once a day just isn't enough for you? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;well, my day kinda sucked big time, so not much to report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a huge insurance/prescription hassle thing going on all morning into the afternoon. not too much humor found in that. &lt;br /&gt;I randomly started watching the "extras" of my &lt;a href="http://www.miramaxhighlights.com/amelie/"&gt;Amelie&lt;/a&gt; DVD. The Q &amp; A with Jean-Pierre Jeunet was especially good. He seems like a very funny guy, except the moderator kept cutting him off and not laughing at his jokes. Bastard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the review session for my political theory class. Was completely unhelpful. My TA decided not to actually answer our questions himself but just "moderate" a discussion. Basically no one really knew what to discuss so we got out early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat around at home doing nothing until Friends, which had to be one of the absolute worst episodes I have ever seen of that show. Every five seconds was a flashback clip. Jesus, this is what they get millions of dollars for? Practically 2 minutes on screen? Pisses me off. Also pissing me off was the appearance of Selma Blair. Just don't like her. I have no legit reason, so don't let my opinion hold any sway on that one. Maybe its the haircut, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the one redeeming thing about the day. &lt;a href="http://www.scrubs-tv.com/"&gt;SCRUBS!&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't particularly excited or anything...but then...all of a sudden...Tubey delivered me my Christmas present a week early! JD and Elliot had sex!  tehehehe. So wasn't expecting that. I know that Bill Lawrence has mentioned that he'll randomly have them do it like once a season and then thats it, but still...it was too cute at the end when JD said something about getting what he wanted for Christmas or whatever. Hee. I know I really only watch like one sitcom, but damn do I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I got all out-of-my-mind bored and Chaya wouldnt let me watch a movie or TV unless I used headphones (where's the fun in that?) and Simone was doing "research" so I was left to my own devices in the task of amusing myself. Ended up hanging in Emily's room watching The Daily Show and then the last half of Baz on Charlie Rose. &lt;i&gt;What a gripping life I do lead&lt;/i&gt;. (name that quote!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-85934252?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/85934252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/85934252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85934252' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552959.post-85881407</id><published>2002-12-12T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T02:26:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Classes are over! See that exclamation point? I should be completely ecstatic. Well, I'm not. Neither is anyone I know. We all just realized that in reality what we have to look forward to is a week of exams and papers looming ahead in the not too far off distance. Doesn't really make you jump for joy, even if you never have to sit in lecture and pretend to be paying attention again. Plus the day was crap. It rained and then drizzled and then rained some more. Yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race3/"&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;/a&gt; was tonight. It's been my favorite reality program since last year and I've been a faithful follower all this season, but tonight it left me devastated. I can't even bear to type it...*sigh*...the twins were philiminated. I didn't realize till the moment they were gone how much I really loved their team. I think if they had stuck it out to the final 3 I would have been rooting for them to take the prize (in a footrace to the end, like my dear Boston of yesteryear).  Now it seems we are left with Oh, Brother (Ken and Gerard), Asshat (Teri and Ian) and FloZach (um, Flo and Zach)...obviously The Brothers HAVE to win this race. If not we'll &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; be eating popsicles with Satan. (taken from my fave post of the day. hee.)  Overall, the TAR ep tonight was somewhat lacking in excitement compared to the rest of the season...or maybe it was that halfway through I suffered a personally disturbing medical crisis which completely took my mind off the race. Consequently I was just kind of numb (not literally) when Derek and Drew got the heave-ho. It took Chaya being all "I think I'm gonna cry" and me rewinding in my head the shot of Derek getting drenched in that gray t-shirt on the boat in Vietnam...and then I realized how I really don't care as much about the race anymore. I thought I wasn't that attatched, I thought I loved Ken and Gerard just as much as the Twins and JVJ, but now that the other two are gone, I guess I was mistaken. Nevertheless, &lt;a href="http://diaryofatvaddict.blogspot.com"&gt;Liz&lt;/a&gt; and I are RSVPed for &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/story.cgi?show=76&amp;story=2660&amp;page=1"&gt;TARCon 3&lt;/a&gt; next wednesday, so provided the chips fall where I want them too, we'll be celebrating a Brotherful victory surrounded by fellow &lt;a href="http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/"&gt;TWoPers&lt;/a&gt; and Racers (oh sheepwhisperer, whisper sweet nothings to me). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3552959-85881407?l=uponastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/85881407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3552959/posts/default/85881407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uponastar.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85881407' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08579430995446282487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
