Sunday, February 24, 2008

I'm Back (Poltergeist-y)

Hello drones! J.K. As you know I haven't posted in a while. Well, that's because I came down with a horrible cold right after my first posts, and well, had C.R.S. attack (C.R.S.=Can't Remember Shit). I completely forgot I had a blog. Then, today, I found a piece of paper with my Blogspot password on it. Holy Shit! So I ran to my computer, sat down, logged in, and now, am typing while listening to John Stewart and his openning monologue for The Oscars. Teen pregnancy? Very Funny, we get it, you too SNL, with saying the country for old men guy would play Dora the Explorer in the live action version. Well, my hearings getting patchy because I'm thinking, cross your fingers for Atonement, Juno, No Country For Old Men, and There Will Be Blood. 80 years!!!!!!!


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My Odd Obsession with Death, Hollywood, and my need to take over the world that I can't shake

Why do I like to wander cemetaries? Why do I love Marilyn Monroe, James Dean, Gene Kelley, Princess Diana, Humphrey Bogart, Spencer Tracy, Katherine Hepburn, Aubrey Hepburn, and, suprisingly, Paris Hilton? Why can't I shake the yearning to take over the world and have the world population wait on me hand and foot, fanning me with enormous palm leaves, and buying me anything I desire. I don't know. Some people call me crazy, psychotic, pyro-maniacal, bi-polar, or insane, but its just me. Over time I'm going to reveal the method to my madness, but for today, all I'm going to reveal is this; My one true goal in life, if the world domination thing doesn't work out, is to be famous for nothing, and be treated like royalty. All I Want to be is, quoting one of the people I just talked about, Loved By You. Every single person alive. I want to be a house hold name. Just you watch, one day I'll be smiling from the center of the stage at Grauman's Chinese.