Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Freak. How Rude!

I know, it was way harsh to call you all freaks like that right off, but it's something I've been thinking about. I am currently reading this book called Candyfreak. It's a nonfiction book written by a guy who's a freak about candy. He loves it. A lot. Seriously. He says in the introduction that he's eaten at least one piece of candy everyday of his life. He thinks about candy at least once every hour. And he always has 3-7 pounds of candy at his house (not counting the bulk quantities of his favorite candies that he bought when he thought they might be discontinued). Clearly, he's a candyfreak. And there isn't necessarily a logical explanation for why he loves candy so much.

I decided to apply his theory of freaks to my own life the other day when someone asked me why I love High School Musical so much. The simple answer-I don't know. Sure, it's fun, bubbly, all singing, all dancing, etc. But I don't have that level of devotion to other musicals. Sure, it's got Zac Efron, but I don't even have that level of devotion to his other musical (that would be Hairspray, of course. It's very good. I love it a lot. But I'm not a Hairspray freak).

So I guess the slightly more complex answer is that we all have things we're freaks for. I know people who are freaks for the Steelers, Douglas Adams, cows, motorcycles, Precious Moments, digital cameras, spicy peppers, and the BBC. Do I like all of these things? No. But I think I understand. And I'm certainly not going to judge anyone. Nope. I'll be too busy, wrapped up in my High School Musical blanket, having a High School Musical marathon, eating snacks out of my High School Musical lunchbox, wearing my High School Musical charm necklace, writing about my crush on Zac Efron in my High School Musical diary, gazing at my High School Musical digital photo frame, brushing my hair with my High School Musical hairbrush, and making grocery lists for more snacks on my High School Musical white board.

What a freak.

Friday, February 20, 2009

More hotness (aka, it's that time of year again)

I am nothing if not fickle. I believe it's my prerogative as a woman to change my mind. And that's what I've done here. It's been about 6 months since I last posted my list of top 10 hottest guys in the world according to moi. And you know what? Things have changed. Oh, sure, these guys are all still really, really, ridiculously good looking, but there are some people who I now love more. So, without further ado, I present my new, updated, revised, and completely improved, list of hotness.

On that note of total revision, I will start with the old standbys-they've never let me down, and so deserve a spot of honor on the list.

1. Jensen Ackles


Who knew that ducky lips were not only funny, but also supremely attractive? Well, everyone who has ever seen Mr. Ackles deploy them as Dean Winchester on Supernatural, that's who. Add in those lovely arms and his way with firearms, and I am already melting. But then el Deano is so damaged and sad that you just want to give him a hug. Awwww.

2. Jared Padalecki


Dean's brother from another mother has really grown into his looks. I never would have guessed that cute-but-a-little-dumb Dean from Gilmore Girls would turn into the Ginormotron Sam Winchester on Supernatural. I mean, he used to be so lanky. But he has really bulked up. I approve, sir!

3. Zac Efron


Stop making fun of me! He's legal! And he sings, and dances, and seems like an all-around sweetie pie! Plus, as I will point out until the day I die, he really does have beautiful eyes.

4. Johnny Depp


As I was recently watching the complete first season of 21 Jump Street on DVD (it may be the best Christmas present ever! Thanks guys!), I was forcefully reminded just how pretty Johnny Depp can be. (Contented) Sigh. Ridiculous hair notwithstanding. And he's hardly aged a day! Good on ya, Johnny Depp.

5. Ben Browder


Seriously, anyone who can do this deserves a spot on the list. As a 14 or 15 year old girl, babysitting at a house with cable, I once saw part of an episode of Farscape and immediately noticed the hunk of man that is Ben Browder. Many years later, as 21 year old college senior, I noticed a commercial for a Farscape marathon and decided, based on my lovely memory, that I must check this show out. The rest, as they say, is blissful history. Hello one of my favorite shows of all time and "Helloooo, Nurse!" to a list stalwart.

6. Taylor Kitch


He has done the improbable and unlikely-He has made me love his crazy floppy hair. And he's done the very probable-caused me to watch and rewatch the official trailer for Wolverine, paying particular attention to the few wonderful seconds that he graces the screen. Hugh Who? It's all about Gambit, baby. And one Tim Riggins. Ahem.

And now, without further ado, the 2009 inductees: Tra la laaa!

7. Tahmoh Penikett


No, I do not know how to say his name, and no, I do not care. My friend Patty, who once saw him at a convention, says he's the most beautiful person she's ever seen in real life. I once read that on Battlestar Galactica, he looks like a waiter at the best restaurant in the universe. I don't really know what that means, but I know I would go to that restaurant. On BSG Helo is so tall, strong, brave, loyal, and a great family man. Seriously, best guy ever. Like the only human on the show who probably really, really didn't deserve to get blown up by cylons.

8. Lee Pace


On the late, great Pushing Daisies, his character Ned may have the saddest life in the world. And he makes pies for a living! Come on! Someone just give him a hug, already! I would if I could figure how to reach right into the screen. Poor sweet baby. Plus, he's tall. And hot. Did I mention that one?

9. Richard Armitage


I have already mentioned this gem of humanity in a post, but I think it bears repeating-Huzzah! No, seriously, go back and read that post about him. I'll wait. With his dark hair, super blue eyes, and British accent, I'm surprised more people don't swoon at the mere mention of his name. Plus, he's tall. Hmm... I may be sensing a trend here.

10. Michael Trucco


Battlestar has made a tremendous showing this time around! And no wonder. The guy who started as that annoying dude who Kara inexplicably liked in that one episode has clawed his way up to become my most favorite character ever! And Kara totally doesn't deserve someone so fabulous! For reals, he better not die. I won't stop watching, but I will cry. And way more than I cried for Felix. Or Dee. Or even Billy.

SPOILER ALERT!!!!!! DO NOT CROSS THIS LINE IF YOU PLAN TO SOMEDAY WATCH BSG AND DON'T WANT TO KNOW SOME IMPORTANT STUFF BEFOREHAND!!!!! I'M NOT JOKING! STOP NOW OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!




Still with me? Great. Battlestar fans are well aware of the fact that as cylons go, the ladies were pretty hot, while the dudes were kinda weird looking and also old. So making someone as luscious as Sam Anders one of the Final Five? Yes, please. I want to go to there.




END SPOILER ALERT. RESUME SCHEDULED READING. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION. CARRY ON.




Well, that about does it for today. I could wax, if not eloquent, at least long-windedly about how much I love these fellas who make my life just a little brighter, but I think I need to set you all free to think about the lists you undoubtedly have. Because, come on. We all need this in our lives, you know what I'm saying?

Guys who have been bumped from this list--don't let it get you down. I don't like to think of it as a failure. I'd say it's more of an opportunity to try harder. This is your chance to get out there in the world and show me how hot you can be! If you succeed, I'll see you back here in another six months.

Monday, February 9, 2009

A no good, horrible, rotten week

This is what I had. Oh sure, parts of it were great. I went to Cold Stone. I watched Battlestar Galactica. I found out that baby Meredith is a boy. And Chelsea and Annalee both started reading "Queen of Attolia" (finally, someone can talk to me about how awesome it is!).

But other than that, things were less than stellar. Let's start with Sunday night. So, it was fast Sunday. And I was finally getting to break my fast. Yay! But while I was eating my fruit snacks, one of my crowns fell right out of my head. Sigh. So I had to go to the dentist Monday morning before work. And unfortunately, my dental insurance is not in affect until the first of March, so I had to pay the full price for them to glue that tooth back in my mouth.

Then, things were okay for a while. My first storytime went really well. I was fun, and the kids really seemed to like it. All was right with the world until Thursday, when I went to leave work. And then, alas, my car wouldn't start! That's right, the car I just paid $700 to fix less than one month ago, would not start on Thursday. Luckily, I live really close to some people from work, so they gave me a ride home and a ride the next day. But I had wanted to go the mall on Friday after work, and I totally didn't get to!

Saturday morning, the branch president said he could help me tow the car to a mechanics with his really big truck. But when we got to the library, the car actually started! We think this was because Saturday was about 40 degrees warmer than Thursday or Friday. And the car didn't want to start. She was being very squirelly. So I still took her in, and she is currently at the mechanics. I'm very hopeful that she just needs a tune up or something, not anything really dreadful or expensive.

So, I got a ride to Church yesterday with my friend, but I had to go early since she had a meeting. Not too bad, since it was beautiful outside. I went and lay out on the grass. But after sacrament meeting, disaster struck! The first counselor in the branch presidency asked me to give a 20-25 minute talk next Sunday! Curses!

When I got home and went to put my stuff in my room, the shelf/clothes hangy bar thing in my closet had collapsed, breaking the brackets and ripping nice little holes in the walls. So all my clothes are in a pile under my window.

Last, but certainly not least, this morning, instead of sleeping in and then coming to work at 11:30, like I normally do on Mondays, I had to come at 8:30, because that's when I could get a ride. Sigh. So I've been hanging out in the lobby for the last little while, and it's still more than an hour until I actually start work. It's going to be a long day.

I just hope it's not another long week.