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"Ricki, Make Me Look Like My Man's Favortite Celebrity!"

i could not believe the title to this show. i know talkshows can stoop to a pretty disgustingly low level, but come on. some men said they wanted their wives/girlfriends to look like jennifer lopez or britney spears to "spice up their relationship." spice up their relationship?! lemme tell ya something: if you're in a relationship, and you think that getting your significant other to magically transform into the celebrity of your dreams is a way to spice up your relatipnship, there IS no relationship. the women are all willing to change for their men too... what ever happened to self-dignity? WHY would you do something like that? i really don't understand. people go to extreme measures for their loved ones, and although i believe you should, there IS a thing called "going too far," know what i mean? okay, so it may be this whole fantasy-dress-up thing, but even still... you're there, having sex with your mate, and he/she is having sex with their fave celeb. that doesn't make peoplefeel the slightest bit insecure? or am i the one who is insecure with being insecure about my insecurities? who knows. i just think it's wrong, and that's that.

routine for routines

why does everything have to be so routine? example: my father. every monday he does laundry, so we have to have something fairly simple and fast: spaghetti. tuesday, some kinda barbecue. every wednesday, he goes shopping so we have to have something fast cuz he gets home late. thursdays are the only un-planned days, and fridays we order in, usually pizza. what the hell is that? it's so annoying, especially when it comes to food. i realize that sometimes routine can be great; it gets you into good habits like homework or working out. but so much of the time, it's unnecessary, and change is almost always good, one way or another. like i've saidbefore, i absolutely crave change. i hate getting up every morning at 6, going to the washroom, getting into the shower, getting dressed, doing my makeup, doing my hair, brushing my teeth, getting my backback ready, putting my keys in my bag, putting my shoes on, swinging my discman pouch around my shoulder, and walking out the door. i literally do that every single day, in that exact order. i would love to change things around, but i can't cuz i always feel awkward and think i'm forgetting something. what CAN be done differently every day? i try to find things to change that keep me preoccupied, like rearranging my room or changing my ICQ skin daily... but it doesn't really help anymore. i even watch the same shows every day and weekly, if that weren't enough. i dunno... i'm not really impatient, but CHANGE pisses me off. it seems there's no way to get away from it... it's just THERE. all these stupid routines i can't bare to change... they're always going to be there.

lime green popsicles

well, i've been home all day eating lime popsicles. so kill me, i'm obsessed. we all have our little obsessions and fetishes. i love thinking about them. it makes me happy to know that the little things DO matter, and i know all these little secrets about myself... things that make me smile. things everyone else would raise an eyebrow at. kool-aid slushies, horribly sweet vanilla icing, my gran, 'pretty woman', 'friends', watching my cats, thunder and rain, looking through old notes i passed in class, going through my memory box, waiting for my lavalamp to heat up, listen to this song called "The Day After Tomorrow" by take that, bryan adams songs, sparkly nail polish, anything grey, people's online journals, my body-pillow, the worlds.com client...

... there are millions of things i can think of off the top of my head. i think everyone should have a list. i think everyone should put one of those loves*hates pages up on their site... (or make one offline) they make other people smile, too... especially when they see something they never thought anyone else would have on THEiR list. y'know what i mean? i know, stupid ashley. sorry. i just need to take full advantage of the things that DO make me happy, cuz life's a bitch. and it seems to have be biting me in the ass for the past four years. sharp teeth.

the hallmark lies

i'm not really sure what to think when it comes to cards. i like the idea of being able to find the perfect words if you're not a writer (or perhaps even if you are), but...

1. you're using someone else's words to make yourself look good, even if you have the writer's permission.

2. it doesn't really come from the heart, whether you feel that way or not. i personally like homemade cards (who doesn't?) and i'm not too sure anymore if i believe in buying them. am i crazy? i really don't know. but i really don't like the idea now. it's like stealing words from someone else's heart and feeding them into someone else's. it must be hard to give up your work for someone else... i never thought of it that way until now. but that's what it is: you sell your words so someone else can use them... to make someone else feel good... doesn't that seem a little wrong? in the slightest? plus, if you pick a card just because it sounds good... and you think it will make the accepter smile, laugh, or cry... that's even worse...