Thursday, July 28, 2005
Can You Stop Hurting My Feelings?
First and foremost, I cannot stand Jessica Simpson. I’ve never been able to stand her anyway, but this whole Dukes of Hazzards craze has me vomiting all over myself. You should see the amount of clothes I’ve ruined. So she’s hot and has a souped up body. Big fucking deal. A lifestyle of anorexia, cocaine, and gym addiction will do that to anyone! But the coup de resistance? Her remake of These Boots are Made for Walking. The song has me clawing my eyes out, then taking the eyes and stomping on them until they’re puddles of eye mucus. Since WHEN does whisper, sex kitten singing count for anything? I’m sorry, but Britney Spears overdid that years ago. Jessica Simpson used to have an actual voice. Then she started making crazy faces while she sang and now she doesn’t even bother to put notes together. In her lamest whisper of a voice “These boots are made for walkin” right down the road to the town dump. God, she’s annoying.
Being Bobby Brown. Please GOD let the reality craze finally die. Not only are all of the shows SO overplayed (a person gets “booted”, “voted off”, “Fired” on every show), we are now dealing with celebrities thinking that it’s a good idea to show the world their personal lives. This is all fine and good, SOMETIMES. The Osbournes was cringe worthy, but kind of entertaining for awhile. Newlyweds was only good when Nick was shirtless or carrying Jessica around over his shoulder. But now…Whitney Houston, who at one time was pinned as the next Barbara, is showing the world that she is TRULY a cocaine addict. If you’ve never done cocaine before, you may not pick up on it in the first few episodes. But even the non-user can’t help but notice it in the most recent episode. She looks like SHIT to begin with and is in no way a mother or a wife. But when I saw her sitting there, her daughter next to her, shaking her legs and lip smacking worse than most of the homeless people on the street, I lost it. Everyone “comes down” from Coke, but only the true abusers get to the point where they are chewing their lips right off. Whitney Houston is no longer a respectable icon. She’s a hypocritical (“My husband hit me and I called the cops, yet I hit him every chance I get”) asshole and I’m furious that anyone would allow her to be put on TV in the state that she’s in. It’s disappointing, sad, and disgusting. I’ve had it with the whole thing.
Madonna and her “reinventions”. Reinvent a good song and then come back to me. Who cares if you’ve become a proper English woman? You’re a dickhead.
I’ve also had just about enough of celebrities taking a stand on the whole psychiatry business in our nation. Kelly Preston and Tom Cruise need to shut the fuck up and now. You’re actors. ACTORS. Cut the crap and do what you get paid to do. No one’s paying you to spout opinions. If that were the case, you’d be touring, giving lectures. And I used to LIKE Kelly Preston. Now she’s become just as bad as the rest of them. Just because you’re a celebrity doesn’t make your voice any more intelligent or important than the rest of us. Sit your ass down and read some scripts.
If you are on the new show Kill Reality on the E network, I fucking hate you. I watched the first fifteen minutes of the premiere episode and all they talked about was how angry that the acting community is cuz they’re taking our jobs. OMG. I was incensed. First of all, NONE of you are are taking ANY jobs that a respectable actor would want. Second of all, you’re has-beens that are only known by your first name. In five years, you won’t even be known by that. I refuse to watch the show now. As a society, desperate in need of some quality entertainment (Queer as Folk anyone?), it’s about time that we band together and stop watching this garbage. “Trishelle” (and yes you know who I’m talking about – that slut from Real World: Las Vegas) doesn’t deserve your time, nor your money.
While I loved Bravo’s Blow Out during the first season, the second season instilled a hatred like I’ve never known. Sure, I watched every episode, cuz I’m a glutton for punishment, but now that it’s over, I REFUSE to tune in ever again. Jonathan Antin is not only the biggest egomaniac on television, he’s the biggest fucking cry baby I ever done saw. One minute he’s talking about how he’s the god of hair, the next minute he’s crying like a pussy man over the fact that he’s the god of hair. After 8 episodes of this kind of shit, I have had enough. Be the god of hair all you want, but do it in your salon with no cameras around. I’m not your employee, so I don’t have to listen to your bitchiness anymore.
In conjunction with Antin’s antics, I’m also irritated by the Pussycat Dolls. Jonathan’s sister, Robin Antin, is the creator of the “Dolls” and I gotta tell ya…she looks like an alien that’s had plastic surgery. Understand? An ALIEN, that has had PLASTIC SURGERY. Their song “Don’t Cha” gets on my nerves like you wouldn’t believe and by the way, it’s not even an original track. They STOLE it. I guess it just goes to show that pretty girls can do whatever they want (SNORE!). I guess this also includes singing shit and getting plastic surgery, when you’re SURELY an alien. Understand? An ALIEN that’s had PLASTIC SURGERY. I’m sure you understand now.
I guess that’s it for today. I mean, there’s only so much hatred one person can discuss in one day.
First and foremost, I cannot stand Jessica Simpson. I’ve never been able to stand her anyway, but this whole Dukes of Hazzards craze has me vomiting all over myself. You should see the amount of clothes I’ve ruined. So she’s hot and has a souped up body. Big fucking deal. A lifestyle of anorexia, cocaine, and gym addiction will do that to anyone! But the coup de resistance? Her remake of These Boots are Made for Walking. The song has me clawing my eyes out, then taking the eyes and stomping on them until they’re puddles of eye mucus. Since WHEN does whisper, sex kitten singing count for anything? I’m sorry, but Britney Spears overdid that years ago. Jessica Simpson used to have an actual voice. Then she started making crazy faces while she sang and now she doesn’t even bother to put notes together. In her lamest whisper of a voice “These boots are made for walkin” right down the road to the town dump. God, she’s annoying.
Being Bobby Brown. Please GOD let the reality craze finally die. Not only are all of the shows SO overplayed (a person gets “booted”, “voted off”, “Fired” on every show), we are now dealing with celebrities thinking that it’s a good idea to show the world their personal lives. This is all fine and good, SOMETIMES. The Osbournes was cringe worthy, but kind of entertaining for awhile. Newlyweds was only good when Nick was shirtless or carrying Jessica around over his shoulder. But now…Whitney Houston, who at one time was pinned as the next Barbara, is showing the world that she is TRULY a cocaine addict. If you’ve never done cocaine before, you may not pick up on it in the first few episodes. But even the non-user can’t help but notice it in the most recent episode. She looks like SHIT to begin with and is in no way a mother or a wife. But when I saw her sitting there, her daughter next to her, shaking her legs and lip smacking worse than most of the homeless people on the street, I lost it. Everyone “comes down” from Coke, but only the true abusers get to the point where they are chewing their lips right off. Whitney Houston is no longer a respectable icon. She’s a hypocritical (“My husband hit me and I called the cops, yet I hit him every chance I get”) asshole and I’m furious that anyone would allow her to be put on TV in the state that she’s in. It’s disappointing, sad, and disgusting. I’ve had it with the whole thing.
Madonna and her “reinventions”. Reinvent a good song and then come back to me. Who cares if you’ve become a proper English woman? You’re a dickhead.
I’ve also had just about enough of celebrities taking a stand on the whole psychiatry business in our nation. Kelly Preston and Tom Cruise need to shut the fuck up and now. You’re actors. ACTORS. Cut the crap and do what you get paid to do. No one’s paying you to spout opinions. If that were the case, you’d be touring, giving lectures. And I used to LIKE Kelly Preston. Now she’s become just as bad as the rest of them. Just because you’re a celebrity doesn’t make your voice any more intelligent or important than the rest of us. Sit your ass down and read some scripts.
If you are on the new show Kill Reality on the E network, I fucking hate you. I watched the first fifteen minutes of the premiere episode and all they talked about was how angry that the acting community is cuz they’re taking our jobs. OMG. I was incensed. First of all, NONE of you are are taking ANY jobs that a respectable actor would want. Second of all, you’re has-beens that are only known by your first name. In five years, you won’t even be known by that. I refuse to watch the show now. As a society, desperate in need of some quality entertainment (Queer as Folk anyone?), it’s about time that we band together and stop watching this garbage. “Trishelle” (and yes you know who I’m talking about – that slut from Real World: Las Vegas) doesn’t deserve your time, nor your money.
While I loved Bravo’s Blow Out during the first season, the second season instilled a hatred like I’ve never known. Sure, I watched every episode, cuz I’m a glutton for punishment, but now that it’s over, I REFUSE to tune in ever again. Jonathan Antin is not only the biggest egomaniac on television, he’s the biggest fucking cry baby I ever done saw. One minute he’s talking about how he’s the god of hair, the next minute he’s crying like a pussy man over the fact that he’s the god of hair. After 8 episodes of this kind of shit, I have had enough. Be the god of hair all you want, but do it in your salon with no cameras around. I’m not your employee, so I don’t have to listen to your bitchiness anymore.
In conjunction with Antin’s antics, I’m also irritated by the Pussycat Dolls. Jonathan’s sister, Robin Antin, is the creator of the “Dolls” and I gotta tell ya…she looks like an alien that’s had plastic surgery. Understand? An ALIEN, that has had PLASTIC SURGERY. Their song “Don’t Cha” gets on my nerves like you wouldn’t believe and by the way, it’s not even an original track. They STOLE it. I guess it just goes to show that pretty girls can do whatever they want (SNORE!). I guess this also includes singing shit and getting plastic surgery, when you’re SURELY an alien. Understand? An ALIEN that’s had PLASTIC SURGERY. I’m sure you understand now.
I guess that’s it for today. I mean, there’s only so much hatred one person can discuss in one day.
