I remember a time when it was a rare thing to wake up on a Friday without hangover. But it was one of those things that when it did occur, I would always think, man it actually feels pretty good to wake up not feeling like I want to die, and now I'm really ready to get super drunk tonight. Oh the days of Thursday night house parties... If only I would have realized during my bitter junior year of not being 21 yet that I would actually miss the novelty of have nothing better to do than drink red cup upon red cup of keg beer in an old musty basement somewhere probably on Charleston or Fletcher or... Dare I say West O. But no, I was in such a hurry to grow up and get downtown and drink in a more mature atmosphere like the Rail and the Bar. But I digress. Actually, I don't, I'll probably spend at least the next forty minutes creeping on college Fb photos trying to convince myself that I had just as much fun, if not more as the current undergrads. I'm already dreading the upcoming weeks when all of the little hookers take off for their stupid spring breaks in places like Las Vegas and Panama and feel the need to post it all over their walls. Well that's not the only thing that's going to be all over their walls. Too much...
So my movement to save Lindsay obviously hasn't worked. The judge is being super hard on her, and she can't seem to find an outfit appropriate for court that covers her boobies, and really nothing is going her way. But I'm over her, I'm just gonna sit back and watch that train wreck happen I've decided. I would, however, like to save Charlie Sheen. I sure would hate it if Two and Half Men never came back on. I found his rant he called in to a radio show to be quite hilarious. Anybody who uses the words "trolls" and "ugly little monsters" to describe women and children is okay in my book. He called in to bitch about the "loser lives" of the people he works with on the set of the show, while he is cooped up in a suite in the Caribbean with two models. Through all of this publicity with Charlie I really wonder what Emilio has been up to? Still coaching little league hockey, perhaps? Drug addiction or not, I think it's safe to say Charlie is the more successful one of the two.
But speaking of movie stars, I'm quite excited for the Oscars this weekend. I'm hosting my first Oscar party, and all guests have confirmed! Yup, Chris, Harlow and myself will enjoy Oscar themed appetizers (King Crab Cakes in honor of Kings Speech) and cocktails (the Dirty Hang Nail Martini because of Black Swan, duh!) as we watch the show and fill out our own score sheets, it should be a pretty fun time. I'm assuming all awards will go to the King's Speech, this film sure is lucky Never Say Never wasn't released in time to be nominated because I think we all know this would have definitely changed things up a bit. I'm picking Miley Cyrus for best actress for The Last Song, and Zac Efron for best actor in Charlie St. Cloud. There is just so much talent this year it's crazy. But really, I am most excited for the hosts, James Franco and Princess Mia! They will be quite the duo.
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