Sorry, Ben.

There is a positive correlation between the caliber of Ben Affleck's acting skills and the douchebaggery of any character that he plays. (In case it wasn't obvious, I am referring to his character O'Bannion in classic Dazed and Confused) What does this tell us about him as a person? Also, doesn't this jeopardize his reliability as an actor as well as his range? Hmm....

best episode of glee yet

Here's why:

-susie pepper's psycho ass (wasn't she in love with bright on everwood?)
-she ate the hottest pepper ever and needed a new esophagus
-rachel's venison casserole/short-lived obssession with schuester
-I'll Stand By You- best song choice thus far (proud mary, a close second, though I pretty much hated everything else about that number)
-the awkward moment between schuester and Emma when she declared him as the most crush-worthy teacher at McKinley
-Mercedes knows that it's not Finn's baby...finally someone found out
-Finn's mom!

final thought: I don't understand how not one but two students have become obssessed with will schuester, while no students have become obssessed with ryan matthews. Can someone please explain this to me? Because schuester doesn't hold a candle to matthews. (literally speaking, that cliche totally made me think of the scene from home alone that involved kevin and his brothers singing while holding candles). 90210 writers, consider this.

mm-mm, the city

I'm not happy with how a man that asks to "join forces" on a check is portrayed as a bad date. That is all.

bringing icky back

I anticipate a struggle with expressing myself the way I want. so I'm just going to babble and dabble with stream of consciousness. And simultaneously conveying why this blog is titled "Verbal Diarrhea"

90210: First things first, Ryan looked amazingly hot in the car scene with Jen. If I was going to completely devote this blog to hot television men, he would be the perfect inspiration....

...other things that I thought were particularly noteworthy from this week's episode...Annie and Jasper seem to be headed in the exact direction I was hoping they'd go, beautifully destructive...not to mention the unconscious-at-the-bottom-of-a-stairwell Navid cliffhanger! Great.


Something else I noticed was the music. Particularly, the acoustic "Wonderwall" cover playing during a few scenes. I'm beginning to notice a trend of good covers in ok let's say it, mediocre television. Another one I remember was in an episode of the fourth season of The OC (ridiculous season, by the way, don't even get me started). The cover was of Radiohead's "Paranoid Android". And when I first heard it, the fact that I wasn't expecting it and the fact that it was such a good cover made for a pretty great musical moment.

oh, and jackie taylor died. Being a big time fan of the original show, that was kind of a weird moment for me. She was a cool, crazy lady. I'm kind of upset, though, that she didn't go the way Dick Harrison did.

ryan is so amazing

jasper killed navid!

ok, let's talk about tv

Alright. For those of you who don't know me very well (once again, assuming that people actually read this thing), I watch a lot of television. I used to be told that brain rots your brain and that you shouldn't do it in excess blah, blah, blah. Thankfully, I never listened because I am now really happy with my television obsession. And I would love to say that I only watch quality, clever allusion-filled, complex character-surrounded shows. And I do. But I also watch the terrible, terrible reality television shows. And it's not like I even watch the good, respected reality shows like Top Chef or Project runway. I watch the really, really bad how-can-anyone-still-watch-these-shows shows like real world/road rules challenge shows, every real world season that comes out, the hills, the city, the real housewives of new jersey AND orange county. Ahh listing them kind of makes me think why? I honestly can't explain why I watch the terrible shows. But I am curiously drawn to them like a moth to a dysfunctional, I-swear-it's-not-scripted flame.

Now, to a more specified opinion about television. I want to talk about this past week's episode of 90210. This show falls somewhere between shitty reality show and good scripted tv. Right? Honestly, the only thing that seems to stay in my mind regarding this episode is the fact that Annie and Jasper are becoming alarmingly similar to any destructive, drug-ridden couple in pop culture except significantly less cool, like Whitney and Bobby or even Sid and Nancy. I almost take the latter back because it seems like such a stretch, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed for ridiculous amounts of drugs, a hotel room, and ....suspense. I don't want to jinx it.

engineer conversations

The other day I was waiting for the uptown 6 train on the platform at union square and a thought popped into my head. As the train was coming in, I happened to notice the engineer guiding it. Within a moment I was imagining the conversations engineers have with one another about their jobs and I chuckled to myself. "God, I really hate pulling into the 14th street platform...it's so narrow and annoying. I can never go fast. I'm always pulling in seeing everyone's unhappy grimaces, thinking, yep, this is my job. " "Yeah, man, I hear ya. The grand central platform is no cakewalk, there's always some asshole that's standing really close to the edge, thinking he's all cool and shit. I can't really control it if his protruding big head causes him a severely painful death. C'mon now." Even if I never get to actually hear what these dudes talk about, I'm happy just putting words in their mouths and watching the train pull in from a safe distance.

social awkwardness

So I just finished watching this past weekend's episode of Saturday Night Live. Every time I watch the end of that show, you know the part where the entire cast and crew are on the stage and they're hugging and congratulating each other and stuff, I think about how I would do in that situation. Honestly, I would probably just wander around uncomfortably, making awkward smiles at people, and generally feeling out of place, or something. haha. I can imagine making eye contact with someone a couple of feet away who is also not hugging/congratulating someone and giving them the "oh, I guess we should approach each other and hug" face or at least my interpretation of that face which may not come across that way. And then, if I'm not completely just wrong in thinking that they were as inclined to approach me, we would do the inevitable but still totally awkward "congrats/great show/I thought you were funny" thing. Yikes.

ma vie est b-o-r-i-n-g

So all of a sudden, I was inclined to update my blog, yeah a personal request made by a friend was in no way a contributing factor....anyway, life is pretty boring right now. I am currently plopped on the couch bonding with my roommate over Bravo reality show "Million Dollar Listing". I've begun to slightly give a shit about real estate, which is kind of strange. I guess all that means is that I can hold my own in a conversation about it, which may make me more socially indispensable? I guess...? mehhh.... I am really looking forward to the end of this week. I get to get on a bus for four hours and reeeaaaad. Books are makin' a comeback, I'm tellin' you. At least in my life they are. It's a good feeling. On the flipside, school is steadily becoming less important in my life. I pretty much loathe it. And I'm trying to see how well I can do in my classes without studying for tests or really putting in much of an effort. So far, so "good".

the day

I can't write about mundane things. I won't write about the ordinary. Because these events, these things, don't affect me. They are the predecessors to the affecting, the important things. I am not currently a literal part of something extraordinary, something significant. But I do feel something extraordinary, something significant. Today is a day of creativity and bed rest. I am not a cliche. I plan to achieve something tangible in a fantastical way.

it is

weird day. Actually, it's more my current state of emotions that should be described as such. With the end of yet another winter month, traditionally the last, I reflect upon the future...and the past. Enough of my life has changed that I have become seemingly deprived of any expectations. It is an odd feeling. Some of the people in my life have drifted and become nothing more than sketches in the distance...some as a result of me and some not...all choices, though. Sometimes I ask myself why; because a couple of these people really mean a lot to me...I also ask myself if it was a conscious, deliberate choice or if the separation merely happened...logic absent? And am I supposed to do anything about it?

it may be a tad late

But I have decided to make 2 new years' resolutions: no romantic entanglements and the unencumbered growth of my bangs. yippee.

pull me in

I feel compelled to do this again. I'm not quite sure why. I am spinning off into another reality. Once again I have become a victim to the detriment of my world and everything that it entails. I don't need someone to reaffirm my grasp, give me my assurance back, but I want someone. Most of the people in my life have no idea how to help; they don't even understand that I do need help, that I could need it. It is not fathomable. Or am I wrong? Please pull me back in.

brainstorm

My mind is freaking out. Since a new year has begun, and we are at the throes of a new beginning, of infinite possibilities and promise, I have been unexpectedly thrust towards a feeling of evaluation. I have been thrust towards a need to evaluate myself and my life. There are many things that I do that give people different perceptions of who I am. It seems that I am constantly unsure of what I am doing but only afterwards. At the time of making a decision I feel completely certain that it is the right choice. Once the choice has been made, however, I sense regret. What am I doing? What is this? Is it right? Is it not? ...