Sigh...

gotta love it.

non-permanence

Sunday, September 24, 2006

So we found this gi-normous treasure chest... and in that chest there were two hamburgers, a t-shirt -- some jewelry and Michael Scofield. (it really is a TREASURE CHEST!!!!) He was playing a cd player with bananas and cherry on top. There was also a raggedy ann doll carrying a deodarant and a stop sign... which Mades ran through with a police officer -- who was wearing a tiny sombrero. He was with three naked ladies... whom Sherin ended up hooking up with.. and Justin Timberlake came to join them with a scrunchie. He had $122 and $54,321 CENTS which he paid Michael Jackson for singing Heal the world ... with a stripper in a red dress eating a Rice Krispie Treat bar. After that they went on a ride on the El Toro while eating coconuts... which Mariah Carey used to cover her breasts and after used it as a glass to drink water from. Of course, she ended up vomiting -- then she admitted she was bulimic while watching Grey's Anatomy. So she went on to drive for two hours to go to Connecticut -- to have her implants but then after she found out that one boob was bigger than the other -- which Johnny Depp accidentally touched, while filming Pirates of the Carribbean in his tiny thong bikini which Therese snapped. And it broke to reveal his teeny weeny. And then we all went to get some Mexican Food and ride the King da Kuh --- and our waiter suddenly choked on a jalapeno. Then an escalade limo picked us up -- and that was the end of our day.

mades [ 10:35 PM ] 0 happy lost cabbages

Sunday, September 10, 2006

There has probably been countless gushes, critics holding the scriptwriters up the pedestal, prime time reporters giving it shameful compliments that will never capture its greatness, tabloid reporters who will surrender their badges for a night with Wentworth Miller. (And yes, I would probably be one of them --- but I'm not a tabloid reporter! bwaha!)

I love that it's NOT just about some gushy love story or sordid relationship everydays. I love that it always has you thinking and always have you at the edge of your seat. I love that Michael Scofield is too good to be true and that I hate Theodore effin Bagwell. I love that it has me feeling every hit, crack and punch each criminal gets and how I get nervous when someone zilches their perfect plan.

I really hope they keep it up. and yes. I am one of the many whom Michael Scofield so rapturely enamored. I'm one smitten duck.

mades [ 7:52 PM ] 0 happy lost cabbages

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

catching up with old friends :)

It's such a heart warming treat.

mades [ 8:44 PM ] 1 happy lost cabbages