Calcutta!

Is it odd that I'm 17 years old and I never miss an episode of The Lawrence Welk Show?  That I obsessively look through used records at thrift stores for Herb Alpert albums?  How about the fact that I absolutely love The Golden Girls.  I really think that I'm an 80-year-old trapped in a 17-year-old's body (which gives me probably as many problems as some 80-year-olds, as far as bad knees and shoulders go).  This is quite an interesting phenomenon.  People look at me funny when I mention that I love polka.  Is loving cheerful music with an overabundance of accordions so wrong!?  I thought not.  I even has a t-shirt showing a jolly man playing the accordion alongside the phrase "I'll polka your eyes out!"  I realize I have issues.

My Lawrence Welk habit has basically taken over the TiVo unit.  I have around 15 hours worth of Welk shows saved on there, and slowly but surely I'm transferring them to VHS so I can treasure them forever.  I'm guessing I'm one of the remote few who wishes they would release everything on a giant DVD box set, but seeing as the show was on for...what, like 30 years?...I really doubt that'll ever happen.  I may have to head down to the senior center and enlist my fellow Lawrence lovers to form an angry mob and insist that they release all of the episodes!  With bonus features!  And behind-the-scenes footage!  Ahhhh!

Could you see that?  An angry mob of elderly folks, rushing forward with flaming canes held as torches, throwing their walkers at the doors of a building.  Those in their motorized scooters are circling, leading the chants of the angry crowd.  (I tried so hard here to come up with a worthwhile chant, but my brain seems incapable of thinking of anything that rhymes with Lawrence, Welk, or Geritol.)  Slowly, some of the crowd members become confused as to why they are actually there, and convince themselves that a company is withholding free prune juice.

And I'm ending there, because A. it's almost 5:30 AM and B. this post has gone to Hell.  Good night.

It's Raining Men

There is something seriously wrong with me.

Last night marks the second time in like...two months...that I have grabbed the glass of water next to my bed, and attempted to pour it on myself, while I'm sleeping.  Why?  I have no freaking clue.  But it is not pleasant.  This time I missed myself for the most part, but my pillow and bed got all wet and I had to get up at like 4:30 AM to get a towel to blot the water up with.  Luckily it was just water but still...ahhhh.  I'm weird.

In other news, while cleaning I found three t-shirts, a dress, and some makeup that I forgot I had and had never even used.  So that was fun!  I also came across an old picture of my friend who I haven't seen in like five years.  Then about two hours after I found that picture, she showed up on my doorstep.  So that was random but cool.  I might get together with her next week to catch up.  But...yep, now off to watch some Golden Girls!

Crazy

So it's been a while since I've written on this thing.  No one really cares though, since no one reads it.  I guess it's just more for my own sad amusement.  But...yeah.  I'm going to try to make this short and sweet!  I got my 88 color eyeshadow palette from Coastal Scents in the mail, SCORE!  This thing is amazing!  I did some swatches on the back of my hand and did one really quick look with just three colors today, but I love it.  It's amazing.  It makes me want to take off my makeup every five minutes and try more of the fun colors.  I actually might do some weird little makeup tutorials on YouTube, we'll see.  But anyways, I also went to camp for the first time ever, and it was AMAZING!  I went to the New York Film Academy one-week camp at Universal Studios.  I had the three best apartment-mates ever (yes, we got to stay in these awesome apartments, if you're ever in Burbank for a while stay at the Oakwood temporary apartments), and the entire experience was just...amazing!  I got to film a short movie of my own [not-so-hot] writing on the Universal Studios backlot!  It was awesome.  I really want to go back next year for the four-week camp but it costs like seven grand so I don't know if I can.  But anywho, after camp I'm used to going to sleep a bit earlier than I used to, so I'm going to go watch some Golden Girls and hit the hay!