"it's hard out here for a pimp"

i could swear i had posted since that last post, but apparently i haven't...or it's just been lost to the cyber gods. well, enjoy cyber gods, and please don't steal this post, too. so i watched the oscars last night (actually i taped them and then watched them when i got home...what? i really wanted to see john host. who doesn't love jon stewart...aparently charlize theron because every time he told a joke and they put the camera on her she was stonefaced. i was like, "break a real smile at least, bitch. he's hilarious. even jack nicholson is laughing!" but who cares about her? she's not on my shit list just because she wouldn't laugh at the hilarity that is jon stewart. i love you, jon, and apparently so does jack, so you're golden). anyways...i was really surprised when first, 36 Mafia took home the oscar for best song (as jon said "i think now it's a little easier out here to be a pimp") and then crash beat out brokeback for best picture. that was so cool! anyways, i'm a little mad at hollywood (except for jack of course...and george clooney, because he did the opening video joke with jon and hammed it up every time the camera's were on him. you go, george!) at the moment simply because they didn't give jon the laughs he was due. come on, hollywood! what are you afraid of? destroying all the botox you just put in your forehead by cracking a smile? sheesh! i was rolling in my seat (or around on my couch since that's actually where i was). his jokes were and are still hilarious. especially the one about bjork and dick cheney (i think that one actually got decent laughs, as it should have. i was crying it was so funny!) bunch of staid, pretentious...well, i just don't like most of them (with the exception of jack, who's joke during the "good night and good luck" nom was freaking hilarious, george, and 36 Mafia, for, as jon said, "that's how you accept an oscar!" and their song was pretty awesome). anyways, moving on to better and brighter topics...i really don't have anything else to talk about. i'm kinda boring at the moment actually. i'm definitely going to the gym today (i am putting my foot down, damnit!) and i feel better about myself just thinking about it. and i can't wait for spring break, despite our kinda up in the air plans (we're going to follett, then amarillo to look for apartments and look around WT, then...we don't really know, but on sunday, Six Flags all the way!) other than that, not much is new in my life. oh wait! maybe something is. i think a certain guy in swing might have a little crush on me...i'm not sure. i catch him looking at me quite a bit and he always seems happy to dance with me or just hang out and talk. there's a little minor flirting going on between us (it especially seemed that way at oplin the other night). only problem is, he's a freshman. not that i'm age biased on anything, but it is four years and truth is, i'll be gone by the summer. who knows, maybe we could have a little fling before i go...or maybe we'll just keep flirting. i prefer the fling almost...it'd be a nice end to my dry spell. and no kim i most likely won't say who it is...because you don't know him, and someone else who reads my blog (or might at some point) kinda does, so i'm keeping it on the DL (wow, that was stupid. i apologize profusely). anyways, that's really all i've got at the moment, so i'm going to sign off. "Good night and good luck" just playing! you know i have to sign off with song lyrics. here ya go "I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Oh, oh, oh I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten Staring at the blank page before you Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it Release your inhibitions Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins Feel the rain on your skin No one else can feel it for you Only you can let it in No one else, no one else Can speak the words on your lips Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open Today is where your book begins The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten The rest is still unwritten"