what ever happened to ricky martin?

seriously, where the hell did that guy go? i'm worried. no one has seen him since the 90s. i could just google him and find out but speculating with various friends is way more fun. i've heard, smack head in portugal, raising twin boys in south america and at a long shot some think he could be that ugly betty girl.

this got me thinking, what happens to one hit wonders and character actors when their week long career comes to its inevitable end? a retirement home in the desert seems likely. i can just see bea arthur, the guys from eiffel 65 and the cast of 90210 all sitting around playing monopoly whilst arguing about who's career is still alive. that's an argument none of them should win.

well it really isn't a problem, none of them are coming back. maybe they are really living on an island with old school skin heads and hunchbacks.....you just don't see them anymore.

shinny pretty things

ok so i can blame my generation all i want; how peer pressure and the media have forced me into shopping like a crazy person during an economic crisis but that would be a dirty lie. i just like shinny things that are pretty and make me feel pretty, is that so wrong? the answer is 'yes' but i strive to live well below my parents and friends expectations of me whilst wearing $300 shoes and a michael kors coat when my job could fall out from underneath me.

don't even get me started on how much money i owe various people. oh that reminds me, if i owe you money get in quick cause the cash i got is going fast. winter clothes are so much cooler than the summer ones i also think they are more expensive cause of all the extra material. there are some nudie jeans that have been calling my name as well, probably doesn't help that i walk past them a few dozen times a day.

well it's time for this trashy, narcissistic and fairly pointless post to end. apologies, to everyone who bothered to read this far. ill do better next time. maybe.

arguably my favouritest royal.

princess margaret, was a total fox. i was talking to kathryn about this the other day and felt that my love for the drunken, tardie, criminal kicking, smoking younger sister to the current queen of england is perfectly warranted. yes, she had a stroke and died from the way she chose to live her life but come on, a few hot husbands and a life dressed in expensive clothes with tones of money....things could have been worse.

ALSO, respect to surviving a kidnap attempt by telling her would be assassin to 'shove it!' when asked to co-operate or die.

so those olympics....

well i probably should talk about the olympics. as a hardened skier who hates snowboarders for their lack of ski field manners, i am very disgusted by the fact that i am totally in love with the sport! i mean seriously, they might not go as fast as the downhill skiers but man what they lack in speed they make up with in cool. 'rockstars', is what the commentators are calling them but i think its just the baggy pants that evoke connotations with surfers and skater.

its official, on my upcoming trip to new zealand i'm going to give snowboarding the proper college try. after watching torah win her gold medal...it doesn't look that hard.

the cool kids of classical music

yes another dirtyrottencheatingblogpost but ole josh sent this to cait the other day and i 'vid blocked' them. though, the song is a love of last year because the start of chorus is amazing, the cd is also great as a whole and finally (and most importantly) it reminds me of [H]ouse!

this version with the bbc concert orchestra, shows once again that the bbc crew are not at all snooty like their fellow classical musicians. if you dig this and cello music now turns you on, do take a gander at 'bill bailey's remarkable guide to the orchestra'. tis good shit.

hello mister toaster, bath time?

so tomorrow is valentines day and because i'm working i will be posting my holiday blog today! wasn't meant to be working but i think because i mocked jp in a room full of people, the universe decided to punish me.

given that saint valentine was a 3rd century roman priest who was stoned and beheaded, wouldn't a more appropriate celebration of the evening be taking one's steady guy or gal to witness a brutal murder?

happy valentines day couples AND fellow single people try not to kill yourselves. i've heard wine helps with that.

decisions decisions equals problems problems

so i have sorta tricked myself into facing problems with me, my life and what i want to be different. so this all led to changing my uni degree. arts central told me it was as easy as one form, turns out they are idiots and have proceeded to completely frak up my academic life!! gah! these are smart people, how can they possibly be THAT incompetent?

so now i've started the fixing process. will no one answer my emails? seriously, i cant handle this. being so unsure of what im meant to be doing in 3 bloody weeks! oh and ALSO guess what, the first yr psych co-ordinator isn't back from holidays. uni goes back in 2 weeks and he is still skiing in switzerland! well i have had enough! crying and violent phone calls are my next tactical manoeuvre and if that doesn't work i will drink heavily and shout at you!

but on the only bright side, i do really love my new job! though, it is going to hurt my bank balance with pretty clothes just upstairs. i already have my eye on a $260 pair of nudie jeans. i need them for work, they are essential, honestly!