I can’t believe I literally just sat and begged to McKenna for tickets to see her concert. Like, literally, I just shamelessly begged, pleaded, whined, threw tantrums, practically cried, etc.
And I did this in front of the whole world.
Whether this was really really brave or really really pathetic I’m not sure.
I guess we’ll let history decide this one.
Oh yeah, I forgot to choose a winner.
Uhm… Laura?
Yeah, that one. Laura… Marano. Or maybe the other one, IDK.
You know, Vanessa? Or I mean, like, the other Laura, maybe. Like… that one, you know?
Nah, Laura Marano.
Or maybe like… Vicky.
No I think it’s Laura.
Yeah, Laura. So… ok, then.
Yup.
Yeah.
Well, that was a great birthday! I got a lot of great stuff, from sooooo many people.
The winner, this year? Kathy Newton, for sure.
You know what, tho? I’d say everyone’s a winner! Or at least- everyone that participated, because of course, you were kind of supposed to.
See- it’s important that people try, even if they don’t take home the prize.
But that’s neither here nor there anymore, really, because you know what’s more important, right now?
Tomorrow!
Because tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and you know what that means- tomorrow is a great day for… presents! And, especially and most importantly, presents from my girlfriends, of course.
See- this situation here is kind of a win-win for all involved, I’d say. I mean I think it’s a great opportunity for all of the…. runners up, and all of the… people who just I guess kinda forgot, to make sure that they get noticed, too.
So- everyone now gets a second chance to win! Isn’t that great? I know I think it is!
So we’re going to be re-doing the competition again, tomorrow, and I’ll be sorting out the presents and the winners and losers again and categorizing and grading everything for… posterity, honestly, and not for purely selfish reasons, because that would be uncouth- and we’ll see who wins, then.
It’s for posterity, really. I mean, because this stuff is historical, and such. I mean, it’s like… a piece of world history, or something.
So… yeah. It’s gonna be so fun, really, sorting out allllll the great gifts I get tomorrow! I can’t wait!
And no pressure, either. Because I mean, even though I’ll be grading everybody it’s not like it matters, right? What matters is of course that you try. I mean because like… I’m not selfish, really. Just… motivational! Yeah, I’m just like, inspirational, and stuff.
It’s gonna be sooooo fun!
I think that the best thing about birthdays isn’t the presents- I mean, at least not necessarily- but the thought behind them, which is of course just sooooo important in my relationships, considering that they’re all basically thought based.
So I’ll be sure to keep a running tally of allllll the gifts I get tomorrow. I mean, not for petty reasons, naturally, but for important ones- the thought behind them, of course.
So I’ll definitely make sure to keep a checklist, I mean, you know, to make sure that I get all the good… thoughts, and such, that make this stuff work so well.
I think it’s best to keep an inventory of these things, you know. I mean, just for future reference.
So I’ll be sure to make sure that I carefully document who gives me what tomorrow, if only for posterity. I mean, not that that means anything, but…..
Did I mention that my birthday is tomorrow? I’m pretty sure I did, but just in case I didn’t, I just wanted to make sure that everyone knows that my birthday is tomorrow.
Because it is- my birthday’s tomorrow. Hence my need, of course, to document the presents, and other… details. Because it’s the thought that counts, really. The thought behind the presents.
Which I’ll be receiving tomorrow.
I mean, of course. Especially from my girlfriends, who are just so…. giving, really. It’s a wonder, you know? It’s the reason I love them so much.
Soooooo… just fyi, really.
I’m not taking the bait.
Nope. Not even a little bit.
I’ve been following all of this… drama, and all these… shenanigans, and… all the rest of it, for weeks now.
And nope- not this time.
See- I know what you guys want me to do, but sorry, I’m staying out of it.
I see the headlines- I know about Disney and the financial stuff, the stock price problems, the theme park issues, the brand problems, and the rest of it- and I see the other attendant news, like Nelson Peltz’s crusade to change Disney’s corporate culture, etc.
See- I get that, along with everyone else. But what I see and others don’t is what Peltz’s daughter, Nicola Peltz- one of my ex-girlfriends- is also trying to do, too. To me.
And I see what Selena is doing, too, with her. See- I know Selena. I get her. I’m quite familiar with her machinations at this point, after having dated her for fifteen years now.
So- nope. No bait is been taken; none is on my plate, and in fact- none is on the menu, either.
For those not privy to what I’m talking about, I’ve been following some odd behavior lately amongst Selena and those around her. Odd enough, actually, to make me give her a little bit of distance. Not much, mind you- but, a bit more than usual. Lately she’s been hanging out a lot with Nicola Peltz… who… well, let’s not get into my history with her, here. That’s another essay. But needless to say we have one, and I think Selena is trying to maneuver me back into a relationship with her, perhaps to draw my attention for some reason to what her father is doing, with… Disney, of course. Remember- Selena was Disney.
So, they’re trying to verrrry subtly draw me in a certain direction, perhaps in fact to do so without me noticing. Selena has interestingly enough joked publicly about “threesomes” with her, Nicola, and Beckham. Which… got my attention. Which she wanted. But what she didn’t is, I think, me noticing such things.
I think. Although perhaps me noticing is what she does want me to think, in which case… well, let’s just say that I see other things too. Things I won’t say, here. So, then.
Well.
Ahem.
No bait, then. I shall wait, and see how this shakes out, and for what reason.
Regardless there are other things happening that I shall stay away from, as well. And… I might write about those things, later.
It looks like… oof, there is yet more controversy about Disney woke stuff all over the internet.
Oof.
I’m talking about the Proud Family movie or something, whatever it is that is the latest in that franchise. Check out the scores on RT.
Critics have the movie at 100%, audiences at 10%.
Oof. Not even going to try watching that one. I have no idea what it’s about, and don’t care. That is just… added drama, that I don’t need to know about or watch. An unnecessary headache.
I mean with those kinds of scores, watching anything with these characters is like willingly traversing a minefield, when you could walk around it just as easily.
I guess I’ll never know if I like that franchise or not, or what it’s even about, lol.
I’m kinda… still staying away from a lot of the recent stuff.
Last night I made an exception and took the plunge on one of their newer shows, Gabby Duran and the Unsittables.
I remember watching a random episode of this back when I was in the hospital a couple of years ago. I was bleeding out of multiple organs and completely blitzed out of my mind on fentanyl and I remember not minding the show much, then. IDK, lol.
But I remember the lead being… very pretty. And she defo is, holy mackerel. I mean this chick is gorgeous.
So I watched the first ep last night and maaaaaan, what an unpleasant experience. I reeeeeeally didn’t like it. I mean the girl was fucking cute as hell but her character was just… oof.
It had the same problem as the latest Star Wars stuff. Simultaneously boring and annoying, in equal quantities. I mean Gabby herself was just a spoiled brat, a consummate Mary Sue type of character. I guess she gets everything handed to her on a silver platter because she’s pretty? I mean, that’s what I would do, lol, but that doesn’t exactly make for a compelling narrative.
Audience were very split on this one. Some people loved it and others absolutely loathed it. Personally, I fall into the latter camp, as far as shows go. I will not be continuing with the series.
But like… yeah, okay.
I’d reeeeally not like to waste time writing out yet another spiel on wokeness and politics and all of that nonsense, so I’m going to spare myself a migraine and just stop this one here, thank god.
Oof.
Honest question- is there anything out there more gross than pornography?
One of the benefits of getting older is I guess that you see the ugliness and dumbness inherent in so much of the stuff that passes for popular culture. It’s wonderful. It’s so freeing, so great, to just… not give a fuck.
It’s life changing, for the better. A revelation.
Before Christmas last year, I combed through the Apple TV archives, looking for interesting stuff. I was on Selena’s twitter back then and Apple TV was offering a deal of two free months for her fans, if they were to sign up for a trial, or something. So I thought about it.
I combed through all of Apple TV, and found… a lot of dull looking… stuff. Boring looking stuff, annoying looking stuff, dumb looking stuff, somewhat interesting looking stuff that I had already seen variations of before, and… the Selena documentary thing.
I was like… maybe I’ll sign up, just for the Selena thing. And then I forgot about the offer until after Christmas. When I looked it up again the offer had expired.
I mean… whatever.
It’s wonderful, isn’t it? The freedom to not give a fuck about dumb stuff anymore. It’s absolutely wonderful.
The only broadcast TV I watch is still the parade of idiocy that is MSNBC, when I watch it with my parents at dinner. It’s always unfailingly comical and stupid. Seriously- it’s really difficult to take literally any of this crap with a straight face. Everything is dumb- the guests are dumb, the anchors are dumb, the ads are dumb, the topics of the day are dumb, it’s literally an endless carnival of dumb, dumb, dumb.
And to think- MSNBC is supposedly smarter than CNN these days. At least, that’s what my parents think. They stopped watching CNN for MSNBC because, according to them, CNN was getting “too stupid”. And they’re not alone- the ratings for both channels seem to say that MSNBC is actually the “better” of the two channels. The mind boggles.
It’s wonderful, isn’t it? Not giving a fuck about any of this idiotic stuff. Honestly, getting older kinda kicks ass in some ways.
I feel now the same about top 40 radio. Seriously. I can’t muster up the energy to give a crap about… any of it. Last time I looked the charts were filled with a bunch of severely ugly people with nauseating face tattoos ranting incoherently about dumb stuff, and also a bunch of women singing about feminism or something like it. And the songs don’t even sound fun anymore.
Wonderful, again. The freedom- it’s just heaven on Earth.
I checked out of Taylor Swift after giving Reputation a listen. It was just horrifyingly bad, a catastrophic drop in quality after 1989. I had purchased all of her albums up to that one, but that one just… killed it, it was so dreadful. I never bothered after that point to look up any of her other stuff, except to try a few “Taylor’s versions” of a few of her old hits, only to find that they were basically the same as the older stuff, but maybe with tweaked production values.
Not worth investing time or money in, then. So I didn’t.
I’m not sure if I’m just… getting old, or what. But I mean… wow, is it just me, or does literally everything today look… unwatchable?
I’ve tried even looking at porn, online. All of it looked… boring, or ugly, or at worst, nauseating. None of it looked “hot”. At times there are different “sets” released of actresses and celebrities such doing sexual things with others, and they’re just… bad looking.
I’ve written before about this here, but I mean… yeah, I don’t find any of that interesting.
I just can’t be bothered to look at anything new. I still frequent message boards devoted to sexy celebrity content and literally nothing I see looks interesting anymore sexually, save for random pics of, IDK, Kathryn Newton. I can’t muster up the calorie of energy I would need to use to download any new “sex scenes” because it would be a waste of bandwidth and storage on my new machine. It’s just… yuck. I can’t help it, it all looks so fucking gross.
I’m sorry but I’m wayyyy too old, apparently, to find two ugly, talentless losers bumping uglies together “hot”. I can’t help it. There’s no glamour anymore. No mystery, and thus no excitement. It all just looks overwhelmingly pathetic.
Porn just sucks. Sex scenes suck, just… IDK, it all just sucks.
Out of sheer boredom I’ve decided to investigate more of the “hidden” world of celeb nudes. Gag. Hopefully I don’t find anything nasty enough to make me re-think my relationships.
It’s like… god, UGH. I’m going to have to hold my nose while combing through this awful crud, I’m sure. For every one interesting looking picture of some pretty actress I’m sure there’s going to be at least one of some ugly loser. Gag. I’ll keep a trashcan nearby in case I need to throw up at some point.
I really need something else to do with my time.
Lately I’ve been using my exercise bike for like 5, 6 hours a day. I’m just… bored, and the pilates wasn’t really doing the job, anyways, of getting to where I wanted to be. I just… hit another plateau.
And it’s just… ugh, but I really need something to do while I use the bike, and ugh, you can only play so many of those dumb mobile games before you want to throw your tablet across the room.
I dug out my old eReader the other day, though, and started to give The Adventures of Tom Sawyer another read. I haven’t read it since… IDK, honestly. But it was good, smart and very funny. Maybe I’ll just finish that instead of worrying about this other stupid garbage.
I do, though, want to look into the hidden celeb stuff, if only to verify to myself how awful and nauseating I suspect that stuff actually is. It’s going to be like… a car wreck, isn’t it? You just have to look.
Gag. I know that more shit is going to come out on Amazon Prime this year. I suppose I will at least look through it… I guess. But I mean, ugh. I already know it’s going to be bad, lol. A lot of dumb gay shit, some dumb trans shit, a bunch of dumb interracial shit, some really, really subpar looking fantasy and Sci-Fi, and a lot of other garbage I’m sure.
Well, there’s always 90’s stuff out there, somewhere.
Yuck. Well, at least I have my eReader.