"Home of the Whopper, What's Your Beef?"

When I read other blogs, I often find that they have days dedicated to certain topics. I like that idea and I hereby dub Thursdays as Ticked Off Thursdays. I was unusually ticked off today. Let's see if we can figure out why.

I was flat on my ass broke for a period of about 3 weeks this summer. Well this isn't entirely true. I didn't have the means to afford luxuries that I took for granted. But after acquiring some funds, the legal way (gotta love those tax refunds), I was able to go out and do somethings I haven't done in a while. One being going to the movies. One movie that I've been wanting to see all summer was Orphan. Now this movie is rated R. R for Restricted. The MPAA or Motion Picture Association of America says:

An R-rated motion picture, in the view of the Rating Board, contains some adult material. An R-rated motion picture may include adult themes, adult activity, hard language, intense or persistent violence, sexually-oriented nudity, drug abuse or other elements, so that parents are counseled to take this rating very seriously. Children under 17 are not allowed to attend R-rated motion pictures unaccompanied by a parent or adult guardian. Parents are strongly urged to find out more about R-rated motion pictures in determining their suitability for their children. Generally, it is not appropriate for parents to bring their young children with them to R-rated motion pictures.

I would like to emphasize 'Generally, it is not appropriate for parents to bring their young children with them to R-rated motion pictures'. I believe that generally it is not appropriate for parents to bring their young children into any movie over PG. Get Netflix or something. It's cheaper and more accommodating than a movie theater. Well not only was there a bunch of kids, but some parent of the year candidate brought a baby to see this movie. That's right, I paid $12.5o to see a horror movie to the soundtrack of a cooing baby. SERIOUSLY?!?!? And if I say something, then I'm wrong...whatever. The movie itself wasn't that bad. I'll definitely recommend it to people.

After leaving the movie, I met up with some friends, and some friends of some friends. My friends, amazing as usual. The Others could have gone someplace. We separated into the 21+ crowd, which included Tara, Evin and recently, myself and The Others, who I don't know any of their names cuz they all sucked and they pissed me off, so I decided to create some extremely awkward moments to make myself feel a whole lot better for hanging out with The Real World lost season cast. As a side note, there were seven of them and out of those seven THREE of them had lisps. I hate lisps. But I do love the cruel sonofabitch who decided to provide me with endless hours of entertainment by putting the letter 's' in the word lisp. Hahaha. Gets me every time. We reunited so they can take the train home, and on the way to Penn Station, we met Fabolous's younger brother, Joe Jackson and his 'posse' Team New Money. I'm actually not pissed off at this point. I just had a great night. Tara and Evin walked me to take a cab. I gave him specific directions to get to the Bronx, and he took me to New Jersey. I'm not kidding. He took a wrong turn because he was yapping on the phone. But on the return trip, his phone rings again, and he picks it up, even though he just made a costly mistake by doing the exact same thing.

So the cabbie decides to turn the meter off and when he finally finds his way to my house, he wanted to charge me $35 so he can get money back for paying the toll. The toll we had to take because HE got lost. FYI the fare is usually $25-28 from Penn Station. So then he said he would give me a discount. Okay, he wants to work with me. I look at the meter and he changed the price to, and I'm not kidding, $32.99. Um, I'm not paying a cent over $28. So now we have ourselves a wee bit of a problemo. After arguing me down about it, and after me giving him a choice between 28 or nothing, he gave in to $28. But I didn't sign the receipt so it might not be a valid purchase..oops.

But honestly who does he think he is, telling me that I had to reimburse him for his mistake? I mean we'd all be filthy rich if we were repayed for our mistakes. Who do you think was right?

I'm Embarrassing Myself

The title of this entry holds true. I am about to embarrass myself by divulging a secret. I'm completely addicted to The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Why? I don't really know, but I do know that I will never miss an episode if I can help it. Normally, I don't watch such crappy TV. I haven't turned on Lifetime in months since they removed Golden Girls from their line up. But Real Housewives of Atlanta is 100% nonsensical drama, and I LOVE IT.

First off, I must say that my favorite one by far is Lisa, she has everything I want. But she's doesn't throw it in my face, thats why she is my favorite. My other favorite Housewife is Dwight. He's just who he is, letting his freak flag fly, and invites everyone to his parties...including Cee-Lo Green. I wish I could be as lucky one day. I could do without the other four women because they suck. For women who claim they hate Kim sooooooo much, they sure do talk about her a lot. Just give me one hour of Lisa, loving her NFL player husband, birthing babies, and I'll be fine. Throw in a few party tips from Dwight...even better.

I mean as far as TV goes, I'm pretty set in my ways. I like a little Spongebob in my day, followed by as many hours of the Golden Girls as possible. A few vintage cartoons never hurt either. But they don't do as much for me as The Real Housewives of Atlanta.

My New Best Friend...He's Great

I guess it is no secret that most people have best friends. I have quite a few, and they're all cool. We do all the typical girl things like, watching romantic comedies while stuffing our faces, and holdong each others hair while puking and sharing secrets. But I believe I have a new and untapped resource, and thats the "male best friend" friend. My new guy best friend is amazing...seriously.

I'm not really sure how me and Aaron became "best friends", we just started texting each other, and somewhere along the way we became friends. I find him way easier to talk to than my other friends. For one he doesnt judge me, well at least not to my knowledge. Even though I usually text him very weird and sometimes vulgar thought of mine, he seems to think I'm pretty cool. Which is great cuz I've been trying to get people to see how cool I am for long time. But Aaron has a few more mainstream friends than I do, hopefully he can spread the word. We will be making our friendship official in the fall, with friendship bracelets.

We talk about everything like relationships or lack thereof. He provides great insight into the male community. We also love all the same things, like Spongebob Squarepants, Jay-Z, whores, anti-Patriotism, making fun of other peoples imperfections. What I'm basically trying to say is that Aaron is like the coolest best friend ever, I know that I'llbe blogging about me and Aarons shenanigans in the future, for sure.