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Deviating entirely from the usual tone of this blog, I bring you HAPPINESS. I'm the kinda person who can't go anywhere without my iPod earbuds firmly inserted in my ear. I don't drive, so I walk places. I've been getting cabs all winter because it's cold and unfortunate outside, but also because the cats ate my headphones, and until I get new ones, I just don't have the ambition. Music is freakin

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Well, I challenged myself to update 3 times between last Tuesday and the one that just passed. I updated once. That being said, it was a fairly long and quality post, so I was still kinda-all right with my failed attempt. I'm going to re-challenge myself, but with less lofty expectations. Can I update twice before next Wednesday? With legitimate updates, not just these info-posts? I think I can.

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One thing I've come across in two of the jobs I've held (movie theatre, video store) is parents who want to censor their children, but don't really know how, and seek my advice in doing so.  I need to say: I'm not a fan of censorship. I believe that people reach a certain age (and not necessarily the "18" the government and film board believe) where there's just no sense sheltering them

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I always try to construct what I'm saying in a coherent, neat, pretty, easy-to-follow manner, so all you lovelies can follow it with ease (also, I just found out via spellcheck that Google Chrome considers "lovelies" a word; that's kick-ass), but I've gotta say, it always makes me feel like I'm writing an essay. I think I'd update this bitch far more often if I kept it to one fairly organized,

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I seriously suck at making New Year resolutions, for a number of reasons. The first being that I suck so, so much as sticking to anything, the second being that - I really don't see the point. It's only a new year because the calendar says so. It really depends on where you start counting from; my birthday was last week, I could count from there. What's happening right now may

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So, I'll give you two things this week: First, this is the picture my grandparents are getting framed copies of /easiest gift ever/ (they loves them some kitties). Getting a picture of them together in their Christmas garb proved to be an impossible task. And secondly - and this is terribly un-Christmassy, but a Thing nonetheless - My People You'll See in Hell article, about

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*before I lose anyone, I'd like to mention I'm back on Twitter, http://twitter.com/brittanimac ... follow me. The thing about Christmas (well, I guess there are a lot of things, really, but in relation to me and this blog) is that you either love it or hate it. Even though it's one of those things that is fairly black and white, I will admit that Christmas completely and utterly stresses me

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Christmas is fast approaching, and with the eggnog and carols and lights and cabbage rolls(all things magical and wonderful!) comes something far less pleasant - rampant consumerism. It's the one time of year that even those of us who aren't defined the by the brands our clothes are (or aren't, in most cases), who don't live to shop, or find need to waste their hard-earned cash on over-priced

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HEY! YOU! I like to make pretty/epic things in Photoshop.That's just here to catch your attention though. Don't head here and then leave, poke around! The tags on the right-hand side may help you find something to keep you interested. Lists, rants, and raves, all here to keep you edu-tained : )

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Now, I hadn't expected Glee to be less-than-stellar this year. And I hadn't expected Survivor to fail so, so hard (especially, as I've said before, in comparison with the sheer epicness that is Big Brother). That being said - I definitely didn't expect writing my thoughts, feelings, and a brief recap each week to feel like a chore. I'm generally not a quitter, and I love to see things through to

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I think it makes me look like a real estate agent.  Or an insurance broker. Every now and then*, I have a simply delightful encounter with an esteemed patron that I will never forget, that will stick with me forever, to be told to my hypothetical children and even more unlikely grandchildren. The encounter could've been an action, a word, or a full-on exchange of thoughts and ideals that

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Procrastination is a terrible thing that is reserved mainly for school kids and students and their studying, paper-writing, and projects. I am not a student; I can't procrastinate at work, or I don't get paid. But I am a lazy, lazy individual, and sadly, this particular column has become my thing to put off, my, "I'll do it later," my "there are more pressing matters at hand than a blog about

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I skipped doing a Surviving Glee Club last week, because I was sour. Why? Because there was no Glee. Well, technically there was; they replayed last season's "Hairography". But there was no NEW Glee. Survivor still aired a new episode at its regularly scheduled time, but I was too sour about Glee to blog about it. Therefore, you're getting double the Survivor in this offering*. Without further

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Today I took a stroll through my stats. It's something I do fairly regularly, just to see if it's actually worth it to keep writing this thing, or if I should crawl back to Livejournal, with my tail between my legs and the Friends-only filter protecting each post I make**.  Apparently, enough of you keep coming back... for some reason? to make writing worth-while. Thanks for being epic,

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Now to interrupt your regular programming of ranting and general dragon-lady yelling, with something a little different. As awesome as it feels to get some Legit Issues off my chest every week, sometimes, you just gotta slow it down, sit back, and examine something a little less serious. You may recall that I dedicated a large portion of my time to the absolute unbridled horror and confusion

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It'sssssssssss Saturday! Meaning I am later than ever with Surviving Glee Club. I found out that at least one of my dear friends does, in fact, read this, so I shall continue on. We'll get the ball rolling ASAP with the fourth epside of season 2 of Glee. *** Glee! Earlier on Tuesday, my good friend Kyle and I got together, and got to discuss Glee for a bit, which was great, and got me

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Cute li'l evil dog from ICanHasCheezburger.Although I've seen it performed before, the boyfriend would probably like me to credit him for the fact he always brings this up - As the late, great George Carlin has said, "Believe it or not - I like people." Yes, hard to believe, but I actually don't hate everyone. There are some people that are downright pleasant. By "some", I mean "few", and by "

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Once again, I'm posting this one a Friday, mainly because I've come to the realization that no one reads these, so I can take my good ol' time. I'm not blaming it on myself, I'm blaming it on the fact that no one watches Survivor! As usual, I'll have a regular post with my usual jazz either tomorrow or Sunday. But for now.... Surviving the Nicaraguan Glee Club, vol. 3 First up on the docket,

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The first thing I do when a) I get a coupon or, b) hear of a seriously epic-sounding offer that could be too good to be true is: Read the f'king fine print. I don't get mad when when a sweet deal isn't so sweet. I don't mind when limitations, restrictions, and certain rules apply. Why would it bother me? If you're getting any kind of deal, you're still getting something for free. Buy one get

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It took me so long to actually put my mind to it, and start writing this. In fact, as I type this, it's 7PM Thursday, and I have not yet watched Survivor. But I will, I promise. Unfortunately, I've reacquainted myself with Photoshop, and am very sick, and am watching Law and Order: SVU - a lethal combination sapping any and all productivity. But I digress (and therefore procrastinate further). I

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The reason I had initially decided to combine both these shows into one post each week was because I thought, damn, I really don't have all that much to say about them. 10 minutes in to Tuesday's episode of Glee, I realized I was wrong. And two episodes of Survivor, and, well, I think I might be in over my head. Since not everyone watches both, I'll separate the two. Part 1 of this entry

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This won't be nearly as long as my usual offering**1 , as I can make it fairly succinct and list-like. And by list-like, I mean... yeah, just a list. Yet another list for y'all to feast your wandering eyes on.I am one of the most cowardly individuals you're likely to encounter. And I can admit to that, which I therefore like to think affords me the right to be so shamelessly lame. Some things I'm

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On the off chance that you're unfamiliar with television, allow me to explain the title and purpose of this particular section: As I explained in one of my earlier posts, I don't really do the whole "sit down at a pre-set time each week and spend an hour watching something". At least, not as much as most people do. I currently have two shows: Survivor, which I've seen the first episode of thus

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My grandfather is fond of saying his name and adding a ridiculous list of middle names, so it sounds complicated when he rhymes it off. Some of these names are "John Augustus McGillicudy". There are at least 2 more. I think his actual middle name is simply "John". Whenever he does this, my Nana always says, "You forgot 'Irksome Pesky'." Because Nana's funny like that. I love the term, personally.

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This particular blog is dedicated to Janine. She brought up some excellent points pertaining to all that is wrong with the animated children's show, Franklin. Yeah, the turtle. I had never noticed anything problematic about the little green bastard until she highlighted some of the issues. Franklin is now one of the MANY programs aimed at the kiddies that bothers me. Back in high school, I wrote

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