For those of you keeping track (and mostly for those who are irresponsible and forgot)...today is my birthday! This is a day that should be on everybody's calendar with as much if not more importance than most national holidays. It ranks up there with Christmas (although not quite, since although I am close to godliness (i.e. the Greek Gods) I am not a god). That is not actually what I will write about today.
A few quick things. First, worked on CSI:NY (I think it will be the last episode of the season) yesterday. I was a police cadet hanging around City Hall. Gary Sinise and Melina Kanakaredes was there, which was definately cool to see. Second, saw Lucy Liu while working on another pilot. Third...well, I've worked a bunch lately and don't feel like expanding on all the shows I've been on. Let us just leave it that I'm working hard on climbing the celebrity ladder, although I'm just on the lower rungs of said ladder.
Ty Pennington is the Devil. Now, I don't shed tears often (I mean never), yet there seems to be one trigger. I'm not really sure why I feel like writing this, and haven't really told this to many people, but Extreme Makeover: Home Edition with Ty Pennington will make me choke up every time. I mean, during any part of his show. So, that leaves me to believe that he is my arch enemy. Damn him and his sweet show! Why does he have to bring emotions out of me that I don't want brought out?! Ty Pennington...you are a good man...but you are the Devil!
There you go, a little glimpse into my personal life. Not many people get to be a part of this, so the world should feel special that I would publish this. My only other weakness...girls. Although not too many girls have brought tears to my eye, I think they have the power if used correctly. However, this weakness should not be capitalized upon if possible, as it's not the coolest thing to be the one to make me cry. You don't want me calling you the Devil or anything like that. Oh, and my tears from Ty are of course tears of joy. There is a difference between joy and pain if you weren't already aware. Please, know this...you do NOT want to be the one to elicit tears of pain or hurt from me. It promises to not be a fun experience.
Well, with that I'm off...to do what I don't know. I guess I should do something special for my birthday. Or, as will mostly likely be the case, it will be just another day except I am a little bit older. Older and wiser? Older and prettier? Older and cooler? All of the above?...I think so.
