star-filled evening.

after a thrilling game of mini golf tonight [of which i receivd the coveted last place award... even after attempting to emulate chris for the final 19th hole... swiftly aiding my bright pink ball straight into the water...] i felt quite sickly, so i aptly decided to go home and watch some television for a while. initially i was thinking of popping in varsity blues, choosing to relive some high school movie fondness, when i realized that not only were the mtv movie awards on for probably the 7th time since they initially aired earlier today, but katie holmes was on dave letterman, and russell crowe accompanied conan o'brien. needless to say, the whole varsity blues plan was quickly aborted. i could barely manage to tear myself away from the celebrity hoopla for two full hours. here are my random comments:

katie holmes is a weirdo. as is her 40 year old boyfriend. she makes me gag, while he makes me "throw up in my mouth a little bit." shut the f up. you look ridiculous. she's four feet taller than him and clearly turned weirdo from what i observed on dave letterman. holy jesus just stop smirking and either answer the questions or talk about your movie. people are going to end up hating you. it's not cute anymore... if it ever was. which it wasn't. barf.

triumph the dog is actually kind of funny when making fun of real life michael jackson supporters outside his trial. and i HATE that f'ing dog. perhaps you had to be there. oh well. trust me. it was hilarious. kind of like when they make fun of star wars fans... but... crazy michael jackson supporting people instead.

russell crowe is funny. something i never thought possible. he seems so scary i always thought... until he started making gay jokes with conan slash making fun of his oh-so-serious charges of "possession of a deadly weapon". good for you, guy. [side note:... i seriously wish conan was my friend. he never fails to make me laugh. outloud. while i'm sitting by myself.]

jimmy fallon is attractive. in a weird kind of way. funny people do something to me, i think... especially when, in one of the skits of the mtv awards, he says, "i got mad at you for making me watch the notebook and now it's my favorite movie. did he hear me say that the notebook was my favorite movie? cuz it's not." or something. man. i forgot how much i miss the notebook. and how every guy that was forced to watch it ended up liking it almost as much as i did. [segway to....]

ryan gosling needs to take me on a date. ASAP. or like, you know... marry me. can i just say that he and rachael mcadams won for best kiss and i thought i was going to die when they accepted their award?! umm i hate to sound like a 12 year old 'huge fan of dirty dancing' girl... but honestly, they both went to seperate sides of the stage and... i think you have to see it. i don't know what it is about him... but man... he's got some weird charisma. watch it when it's replayed forty hundred times in the next six hours, you'll get what i mean. it was like watching the notebook... in real life... and made me sigh for that to happen to me. hahahaaaa god... i am a loser. boo.

dustin hoffman is silly.

foo fighters are coming out with a double cd... half rock, half ACOUSTIC according to hilary duff... and yes, this is VERY exciting news to me. can't wait for it.

celebrities make me feel bad about myself. my looks, my life, how much i love watching them... UGH.

all in all, it was a good night.

:)

stay sexy.

oh, ps... i'm still running on four hours of sleep and am not sure this will make sense when i'm more coherent... and perhaps the kiss thing won't be so dramatic in the light of day... but whatever. right now, sleep deprived as i am... i'm glad i had this stupid blog to write about it in:)

something more satisfying will come eventually, i promise.