Day 11: Favorite tv shows

I'm addicted to alot of different TV Shows. C.S.I., Scrubs, Dexter, Sex and the City and so many more. But one show that I'm really into right now and that is;


How I Met Your Mother.

Ted's journey to finding the mother of his kids is one of the greatest shows I've ever seen.
The plot is slightly original, funny and the cast is brilliant.
Marshall, Lily, Robin, Barney and Ted just fit so well together and the actors they've chose to play each character couldn't be more right.

I am, like so many others, a huge fan of Barney Stinson though. He is my favorite character by far, the blonde suit-wearing awesome player played by Neil Patrick Harris never fails to make me laugh.
I adore the sweetness of Marshall and Lily, Robin's "self.awareness" and the hopeless romantic in Ted.

This show always makes me happy. 

Classic HIMYM.

JD and Turk are just Brilliant.

I feel not well today. I think I've got a small case of the flu. Damn.

I still have loads of Christmas shopping to do but thanks to my feeling rather low I spent the day watching Scrubs instead of doing something of importance.
Scrubs is just awesome and always makes me happy. The friendship between  JD and Turk is brilliant and it reminds me of the relationship between me and my best friend.

And then of course there's the ongoing, neverending love/hate relationship between Dr. Cox and JD. How can one not love that?

The Cleverness of Winnie the Pooh.

No, I haven't lost my marbles. I was looking up different quotes and found a bunch said by none other than Winnie the Pooh. That bear we all loved to hate at one point of our life. I liked the books when I was a kid, then I outgrew them. But now, reading some parts of it makes me realize how clever that honey-addict of a bear truly is.
The small comments that we laughed at and thought were hilarious as kids, still are but now we actually understand the pretty insightful meaning behind those words.

Here are some of my personal favourites, both funny ones, and very clever ones.
You just gotta love that bear.

“People who don't Think probably don't have Brains; rather, they have grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake.”

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?”

“You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”

“If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.”

“When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.”

“Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it.”

“I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words bother me.”

-Winnie the Pooh- ♥

Pooh and Piglet ♥

I'm sorry Patrick Jane, but I might just elope with Dean Winchester instead of marrying you.

Hey, long title and pretty strange I know.

Today was normal. Which in a way was very relaxing. Later I'm going to pick up my friend from the Airport. Probably should get ready for that but I ended up here instead. What a surprise.

So, I've been watching Suoernatural a lot lately; hence this post's title. Just because it's awesome. It's about supernatural things, and starring two very attractive guys, how can I not like it?
And once again a fictional character has stolen my heart. Yeah, I'm so crushing on Dean Winchester right now. I think I might even leave my imaginary-husband Patrick Jane for him and elope.

I'm sorry Patrick, but this guy is awesome. And so damn cute.

Suit Up!

 Just because I'm Bored. I just love Barney Stinson. He's Awesome.

June begins with Patrick Jane.

June is here. Wicked strange.

Loads of work and more is to come, which is actually loads of fun if not slightly stressful.

Last night this awesome episode of the Mentalist aired. You know that brilliant show with my imaginary-husband-to-be; Patrick Jane? Yeah, that one. It was awesome.
What else? Not much really, just felt like posting something. Insert gorgeous picture of the brilliant Patrick Jane here. Did you know that Simon Baker who plays the fantastic mr Jane is in fact australian? Well if not; now you do, makes him so much more brilliant doesn't it?

Peace Out.

Giggles. Best and worst.

Feeling like a Gangster half the time and like a Doctor the other half is Awesome.

I bought a new coat on Monday and it reminds me of the coats the Saints wear in Boondock Saints. (There's a sequel too and it's awesome too). Brilliant movie, I've watched it twice already. Connor and Murphy are simply brilliant. Anyway the coat makes me feel like a gangster when I wear it. Proably because I relate it to the saints. It's awesome.

That's the Saints, obviously x). You can't really see the coats but I just had to put a picture of their awesomeness up here.

We got new coats for work too and that one makes me feel like a Doctor. So you may call me Dr. Lotta. *giggles*.
So inbetween feeling like a Doctor at work and a Gangster at my free-time what has been going on? Not much actually. The weather is brilliant right now, I feel spring coming! Yaaay. I've also begun re-vamping my Marauder fic at FF.net. The first chapters are tragic so I'm fixing them, finally.


Peace Out.

Dead Poets...

...Society is one of the greatest movies ever made. I hereby warn you for some up-coming gushing.

One. It made my cry like a baby. I had forgotten how sad it was. But it was simply brilliant. Poetry, great story great actors and characters.

Two. Yet another fictional character has stolen my heart. Sigh, yeah, here we go again. Charlie "Nuwanda" Dalton. Yeah, I fell for a dude who named himseld Nuwanda. Why? He's crazy, absolutley adorable, recites poetry, has the most wonderful eyes, plays the sax and his smirk makes my knees wobbly. So here's to my new Fictional crush. Nuwanda, I totally love you right now. Just look at him...sigh.

Buut...enough gushing.

Peace Out!

“Laughing, crying, tumbling, mumbling,
Gotta do more, gotta be more.
Chaos screaming, chaos dreaming,
Gotta be more, gotta do more.”

-Charlie Dalton-

The Imaginarium...and Crushes.

So I went and saw The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus last night. I barely have the words to describe the magnificence of it. It was beautifully made, the story wonderful and the cast brilliant.
I had my worries, I'll admit that. Because I wanted Heath's last movie to be most triumphant and I worried that it wouldn't...I mean Heath Ledger, Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Farrell?! Add Christopher Plummer and Verne Troyer to that and you have a starstudded cast. But so many movies with casts like that have failed miserably.
I shouldn't have been worried. It was amazing. One of the greatest movies I have seen. Heath was brilliant, he sure went out with a bang. And I didn't see the ending coming or the way the characters turned out. Wauw. I think that sums it up; wauw. 

But the movie also made me want to cry. Because it was surreal to think that this was Heath Ledger's last work. Sure I can watch his movies over and over again but I'll never see anything new from him, ever. It's sad. And I know I didn't know the guy. He was just an actor. There's no such thing as just an actor. A really good one somehow manages to weasel themselves into your heart with their amazing performances. They portray these unforgettable characters so good that you'll never forget them. Or at least not the characters.

To me, Heath was one of them. Heath Ledger was my first movie crush, that I remember. Or well his character was; William from A Knight's Tale.
I was eleven and I saw the movie at school and thought; man that guy is cute. I remember daydreaming about my knight in shining armor. Of course the knight resembled Heath or William as I called him as in my head. Becasue that was before I cared or thought about who played who and what. The only thing that mattered was the character. I dreamt that he would come and take me away on his great white horse.
Soon though the knight on a beautiful white horse changed. His hair grew, darkened and was styled in a messy fashion. His armor suddenly dissapeared and instead he donned a leather jacket, ripped jeans and a pair of motorcycle boots. His brilliant white smile and charming ways turned into a vicious and sexy sneer/smirk but the charm was there still albeit hidden behind a veil of "I couldn't care less attitude". I grew up and fell out of my little crush on a Knight and walked right into Sid Vicious waiting arms. Or any bloke that resembled Sid in style and attitude. Punk rock echoed in my room and the white horse that was supposed to take me away? It was still there...only now it was a beautiful, most triumphant black motorcycle.

But even if that changed my interest in movies and acting didn't. And Heath still was...still is one of my favorite actors. I don't know for sure, does anyone?, if his death was an accident. But I refuse to believe anything else. Because I don't think he would do that...kill himself...(Just as I believe that Sid didn't kill Nancy) Tell me I'm in denial that I'm silly for actually crying when I found out he died. Do it and see if I give a damn. A hint; I don't.

Last night...watching the credits...no...that's a lie....watching Heath first appear on screen made me want to cry. As the credits rolled a small tear did slip. Because this was his last work. My old, first movie crush. One of my favorite actors. One talented man. No more. Surreal. Strange. As I type...trying to describe this feeling...I realize I can't. There's no words for it.

I always have been and probably always will be fascinated with movies. I've always loved watching them. And I'm the one that lives in the movie while it's playing (if it's good). I'm the one who feels for the characters no matter who portrays them. Afterwards I can talk and discuss about who portrayed who and what and how. But right when I watch it...all I see is the story, the characters...Simple as that.
You may think I'm crazy, don't worry so do I. But that's the way I feel...the way I think.

All in all The Imaginarium was brilliant. It opened up my eyes in way I can't describe. And it made me realize what a huge loss Heath Ledger truly was....is. That...and I'm sure as hell going to miss that guy. He is after all...my very first movie crush.

“I only do this because I'm having fun. The day I stop having fun, I'll just walk away.”

-Heath Ledger-

“I'm not good at future planning. I don't plan at all. 

I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. I don't have a day planner and I don't have a diary. 

I completely live in the now, not in the past, not in the future.”

-Heath Ledger-

The Grinch

Seriously. This is priceless. You can thank me by leaving a comment.

Brilliant.

Ramblings of Mr.Darcy, John Mayer and Laziness

I've been absent from the Blog-verse again, haven't I? Um...Ooops?
No, seriously I haven't really had anything to write about and I've been busy...sort of. If you can call reading/watching Pride and Prejudice and having Mr. Darcy on my mind 24/7 busy. Joking.
I've been cleaning the house...my younger brother...lets call him Dweeb1#...turns...what 17(?) tomorrow(Yes sad bu true, I had to actually think about how old my brother is...things like age seem irrelevent to me and often slip my mind...sue me.). So the house had to be cleaned.

Last weekend I went with V to see New Moon. It was...okay. Considering the fact that the book was rather boring so how could the movie be anything but? Taylor Lautner made the movie a nudge better though(hello, he was shirtless like...practically the whole movie). To bad he's the same age as my brother...sigh.

I'm at work now...being awfully sneaky and updating...hehe...Joking, again. My last client left like...half an hour ago and I can't make myself do..well...anything. I know, I'm so "the F-word" lazy. (I'm trying to stop cussing)(It's not going so well).

On another note...John Mayer is a genius. He's like...amazing. I've been listening to his music continuously this past week and I am amazed. His voice literally gives me goosebumps. I don't think I'll ever tire of listening to all his songs. Amazing sound and lyrics.

Well..I think I should do something productive for once.

Over and Out.



This song is amazing. I love the original by Tom Petty...but there's just something about John's version. Totally Gnarlatious Dudes...

Day 26 in which I beg for forgiveness...

I have been absent from the Blog-verse for a very (times eternity) long time now. Why, might be the proper question to ask. And I am sad to say that I don't really have a proper answer. I could blame it on work, I could blame it on my lack of interesting things to write about or I could tell you the truth. I have been lazy. I have logged onto blogger severeal times and have not managed to write anything. Dumbass.

So what has happened in my lack of blogging period...That didn't make any sense but please bear with me. Not much of interest actually. I have worked, thought about life and planning the upcoming wedding between Patrick Jane and myself. It is going very well, thanks for asking ( I am just going to assume that you were all asking me about that. Because we all know that you are dying to know about the wedding...sincerely.). Well I have found a Dress and it is damn beautiful. Honestly. While browsing the Wedding Verse on the Web I also found this really cool  CAKE. I really like love cake. Well...not cream cake...but this one seems really nice.

I also realized one thing...and lets not tell my future-husband-to-be this, Savvy? I might have an itsy bitsy tiny huge crush on one...Ben Barnes...I watched The Chronicles of Narnia; Prince Caspian (I KNOW! But come on I saw the first one...it was pretty cool so I had to see the sequel right?) (And by the by mr Barnes is on the cover...that alone was a reason to see it) and I instantly drooled over the prince of Narnia...Or rather the guy portraying him. One...Ben Barnes. One word mates. Gorgeous. Absolutely Drop Dead Gorgeous.

Am I righ or am I right?

And if the man looks like this when serious...just wait until he smiles....It was the smile that got me. Sincerely. It had me all wobbly kneed and googley-eyed(?).

My God. It's the eyes I tell you...Lets just not utter a word of this to Patrick...hehehe...right? *silence*....Right???!!!

If you were real...I would so marry you...

I have a tendency to get huge small crushes on TV-Characters (or any other fictional character), right now I have fallen in love with the TV-series The Mentalist. And of course it's eccentric and quirky leading man; Patrick Jane (Marry Me?). How can you not fall for him? You never know what he's going to do and the whole "psycic" thing is really cool. I've always had a minor faschination to psycic and paranormal things and that makes the show even better. He's not really psycic he just reads people really well. And even if you know he's going to do something weird and often very unappropriate you  squeal of joy and giggle every time it happens (atleast that's what I do). This guy is the coolest character right now, and matched with the rest of the team he becomes even funnier and more amazing.
So yeah if I could choose my imaginary TV-Husband it would totally be Patrick Jane right now. I think the wedding invatations (I expect the wedding gifts to start showing up in the near future...FYI We really want a bright red coffee maker...thank you very much...)should be showing up in your mailboxes any day now(If Ace and Eyeball hasn't played "Mailbox-Baseball with them again...).

Patrick Jane

Listening To: Santa Carla Twilight By Tiger Army

Over and Out.

Dork Much?

Heeey...

I have been so lazy busy that I sort of forgot to blog. The Autumn Market(??) has come and gone. I was there, selling stuff and then waisting money on stuff. Like a totally awesome RAMONES hoodie and 2 Nirvana and Motley Crue t-shirts...yaay me. It was pretty much the same as every single freaking year. Mmmhmm. I bought (and ate) way too much candy and wandered around. And sort of gently forced my brother to ride the "Twister" (not that they complained) so I could watch the hot guys that were running it. Dork? Yeah, pretty much. I was tired and annoyed (I wanted to hit people for just walking slow) so I needed something nice to look at...Sue Me.

Spent the weekend celebrating my friends birthday in Turku, fun(ness?). I was the SD (Sober Driver) so yeah I'm holding up on the "healthier life" thing...almost.Yes I have sinned. Please don't hit me in the head with neon green thunderbolts(hides and ducks under the table(insert raised eyebrows here)). I drunk ED. Yes I had a relapse...Mineral Water(Don't get it? Thought not...read this...It will all be much clearer...I think) I'm sooo sorry for cheating on you with ED. The bastard seduced me (kinda like Warren Peace did in a Fanfic I just read...STOP THINKING BRAIN! FOCUS!)(but seriously how can you not drool over that guy...even if Sky High is a lame-ass movie)(yes I said ass...sue me.). I couldn't help myself. My BFF (Oh god...I did not just type that...can someone please smack me?)had bought theese tiny little ED cans that were soo adorable that you just couldn't resist them. And I'm weak. And damn did it taste good...but that was the last of it! Honest...

Well I sort of just realized that the clock struck midnight...spooky? So I'm gonna hit the sack. Yeah.

Over and Out.

Eggs??

Have you ever had that strange feeling that all the information and ideas in your so called brain is just floating through your body and down to your fingertips as they type away? That's how I feel when I'm in a "mood" and is typing like crazy. When it comes to Fanfiction, I have loads of ideas but only sometimes feel like typing them down. Otherwise I just let them float around in my head, totally useless. Dissapointing and annoying.
I'm going to invent an machine that takes the thoughts from my head and types them as I think them. Amazing, eh? Or maybe I'll just hire some brilliant dude to do it...I think the risk of the world going under idea failing is less possible to happen then. My belief in myself is great, isn't it?

Well yeah, I cleaned my room today. Totally uninteresting fact, I know. But I felt like mentioning it...Deal with it.

And I read this joke...

A worried mother enters the Doctor's office.

M:My son thinks he's a chicken!

D:And for how long has this been going on?

M:Um...About six months now.

D (in a surprised voice): Then why on earth haven't you come sooner?!
M: We needed the eggs...

What? We needed the eggs?? I don't get it. Okay I admit I laughed like a hyena when I read it (In my defence I was sleep-deprived and hungry) at first but then I decided to stop (...and become awesome instead-Barney; How I Met Your Mother. Classic!) and think about it. And I didn't get it...at all. It's not even funny..just confusing...and still I laughed. I am such a Dork. Sincerely.

After that I started picturing a chicken in shorts and a T-shirt...then I decided to eat something and go to sleep. The best(est) idea I ever had...

Over and Out.

Oh yeah! I found this awesome poster of the
Lost Boys on Facebook....

Hair is Gone...

"I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
We've got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all

And I want to get free
Talk to me
I can fear you falling
And I won't tempt to be
All you need
Somehow here is gone"

...Okay so the Goo Goo Doll's song actually goes Here is Gone...but that's close enough.

Yep, my hair is practically gone now. It's very short. Promise there will be some sort of picture up shortly...just not today...HAH, PSYKE! Nevermind that...and that is seriuosly soo...90's...I apologize...Sincerely.

Anywho, so I went and chopped my hair off...aah. Yaaay...fucking fantastic...

Just watched CSI:Ny and drooled over the oh-so-gorgeous Danny Messer...or well Carmine Giovinazzo as his real name is...Dunno what else to rant about...so...I'm off...here's a pic of mr. Giovinazzo though...mmm...drool...

Over and Out.

Okay...I Lied. Here's 2 pics of him, just because the first one reminds me of a similar Johnny Depp shot and he's just so damn cute in the second...x)

Success!

Hahaha!! Success! I won the war against those damn Dust-Bunnies! They plotted EVIL madness against me but I outsmarted them...now that I think about it that isn't much of an achievment...oh well...And I did it all while listening to one of my recent favorite songs Rob Zombie's; I'm Your Boogieman. Really great song.

I also watched Young Guns a western from 1988 starring Emilio Esteves,Charlie Sheen and Kiefer Sutherland! It was...okay. I have never been one for westerns besides American Outlaws...dunno why I like that one. Well, Young Guns was watchable, not awesome though. Kiefers character was cute though...ugh, I'm obsessed. And to think I didn't like the guy before...Wham.

Anywhoo...I'm gonna watch Life soon...I do love that show. Charlie Crews is one of the most awesome characters ever. yeah.

Over and Out.

Titles are for Suckers.

Ignore the title.

Today I had a day off. I had a plan. A well thought-out plan. It involved cleaning my room. Finishing up some other stuff. It failed. Miserably. I did nothing of importance. I did drool over Hugh Jackman and Ewan McGregor in the sam film though. They played tennis...
"mmm Tennis"... And I watched parts of Michael Jacksons memorial service.
Oh well...Tomorrow work time. Again. My life is seriously on repeat. How boring.

I wish Robert Pattinson would get here already and sweap me off my feet and take me off to England to marry him and have his babies.
Oh wishful thinking. Yeah...I had a strange dream again, it involved the sentence above...That and Ace Merrill... *smirks*. It was a two part dream. I loathed my dog when it decided to wake me up just as Ace was going to teach me how to play "MailBox Baseball". Oh the irony.














But enough of my ranting...

Over and Out.

Clearly I Have Gone Mad...

At work for the last time in a very long period of time. Next week I have to attend some final classes...not that we'll actually do anything important...we just have to attend for one reason or the other (these reasons are still unknown to me).

So one final week and then this period of my life will be over and done with. I don't know what to think of it really... Should I be sad and bawl my eyes out? Happy that it's over and I can now move on to the next part of my life...whatever that is?
These thoughts swirl around in my head, accompanied by the voices of my conscience and my personal little narrator.
Yes, I do believe I have a small narrator in my head that narrates me through the day, this occured to me when I had watched a Scrubs Marathon a couple of weeks ago. Because I shit you not, I am really narrating my life in my head sometimes just like dearest J.D. strange but true...That and the fact that I'm convinced that my "Angel & Devil Replicas of Myself" aka my conscience guys that you see in cartoons...are infact not replicas of me...but miniature Captain Jack Sparrows. This is something that I thought of a couple of years ago when I had watched PotC repeatedly. My friend proclaimed me mad. I did not disagree...still don't.

Well enough ramblings on my part...I am going to go and do something productive and of most importance (fill up my Coffee Cup). So with that...

Over and Out.

Obsessing…

I am now a proud owner to The Lost Boys DVD, Double Disc Edition. I have already watched it once…and I also saw the Sequel today on my day off. Lost Boys;The Tribe. And I must say that it wasn’t any good…at all. It was like a really bad re-make. It honestly sucked…sincerely. Yeah I watched Stand By Me again…I couldn’t help myself…

I have also ordered some other movies…hehe…some campaign on CDON. 9 movies for less than 30 Euros…Is that a bargain or what?

And Finland lost their VM match against USA…so that was a disappointer…Well…now I got to sleep. Work tomorrow. Mahaw.

Over and Out.