Today's been a good day for me. I won an award of sorts from the Blogosphere, the One-Minute Writer of the Day for my "bestest of the bests" writing yesterday. I was gonna link that button/image on my page but couldn't decide where best to display it, so I opted out and decided my big "I Follow This Awesome Blog!" link on the left was enough advertising for Beth.

So, when I think of "nothing" the first thing that came to mind was gossip. And not just ANY gossip but that hollowest of activities, celebrity gossip. And, since I abhor the actiivtiy so much, I choose to scour the funniest and most tounge-in-cheek site I could find. WWTDD (What Would Tyler Durden Do). One of the few sites willing to make fun of celebrities for all their boring and pointless ways. In fact, one of the few celeb gossip sites willing to make fun of other celeb gossip sites.

So here are a few fun, pointless facts for today's task:

• Kirsten Dunst's nickname on WWTDD is "Snaggletooth".
• Britney Spear's is "bangable" again but still insane.
• Tom Cruise is ruining Katie Holmes' life, but she never had one before him anyway so no one but die-hard Dawson's Creek fans and anti-Scientology protestors care.
• Some chick from East Europe is hot and wearing underwear so every internet nerd with a penis wants to have sex with her but won't.
• Will Smith is still in denial about his wife's cult.. er.. I mean kooky ass fake religion/pyramid scheme.
• Angelina Jolie is a good actress but too hot to be taken seriously.
• Megan Fox needs to make another movie before guys forget how "bangable" she is.
• Some sports athlete's wife/girlfriend thinks he's cheating on her and he's starting a charity to research the disease his sick kid has.
• Seasons ended and many coaches and managers were fired for their inability to perform miracles with subpar players.

EXCITING STUFF! Now back to work.

I'm not one to go about asking people to do things for me since I can do most of them myself. I will, however, see if I can perform a miracle tonight and get my boyfriend to take out the trash. He always seems preoccupied doing something else. Hmpf. I logged off and washed the dishes, and set my brawler aside for a minute to make us dinner.

You don't think I want to come home from work and play MapleStory for 5 hours uninterrupted? :/ Cause I do.

Dear David Miscavige,

Your actions speak louder than your lies. The truth will out. Anonymous will hunt you down and you will go to prison for your crimes. I am not asking, I am warning you. We do not forgive We do not forget. Unlike Hubbard, you cannot coward yourself away into hiding. And it will not be your enemies who destroy you in the end. Neither your invisible psychiatry threat or the very real exposure of the truth from Anonymous. No. It will be the people you have scammed. Your own tainted flock. Once more of them get the courage to leave and speak up publically, it will be the end of you.

Fear them. Your victims are banding together and they have a voice now.

In fact, they have several:
http://exscientologykids.com/
http://whyaretheydead.net/
http://www.scientology-lies.com/
http://xenu.net/

Well, I was at a Jets game for most of my day. The weather was oddly nice for late December. A little TOO nice. And the Dolphin fans were everywhere. No way they all flew up to NY from Miami. There were just too many of them. And they seemed impervious to chants of "Ass-Hole! Aaaaaass-hooooole!" Like they had some sort of audioshield up.


And then the game. Oh the game! Brett must have been possessed by one of those body snatchers from Miami. He kept throwing the ball to the wrong team. Though we're already out of the playoffs now, I'll still have to call up Fox and Mulder to investigate. Unless of course we fire him and Magini. Let the next team deal with the Brett Doppelganger. We all know the REAL Farve retired last season. TT_TT

I focused on the three images in the book and had an odd dream about "the needle man" and a cape and cane. Though a balding funny man once told us "there is nothing more boring that hearing another person describe their dreams," I will now retort with a vivid and mostly non-boring description:


I was on the run. Short of breath and panting, sweat dripping from my brow, I glanced furtively over my shouldler. Nothing to the left. Nothing to the right. So I ran.


My heart seemed determine to burst from its cage and go into hiding in my shoes. Wait, I forgot to wear shoes. No time. The Needleman was coming.


I could hear his cane tapping impatiently behind me. He was close, so close I knew he could hear me breathing. I tried to hold my breath. No luck. His cape rustled overhead. I heard the dull clank of a steel metal cane tip ricochete across the fire escapes. He can fly now?!


The swift hollow sound of an owl swooping in for prey overtook my senses. I dove behind a dumpster. Held my breath and counted. 1... tap tap tap... 2... tap tap tap... He was scaring the vermin from hiding. Rapping his cane patiently with each step. Hunting me. Roaches crawled across my bare feet and I swallowed a scream.


Oh god his face. He smelled like burning plastic and the rows of teeth from the gaping hole in his head went on forever.


I woke up.


ouch.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nauru

"Nauru, officially the Republic of Nauru, is an island nation
in the Micronesian South Pacific. The nearest neighbour is Banaba Island
in the Republic of Kiribati, 300 km due east. Nauru is the world's smallest
island nation, covering just 21 km² (8.1 sq. mi), the smallest independent republic, and the only republican state in the world without an official capital.[1]
It is the least populous member of the United Nations."

I modified today's task to include ALL faiths. Besides, it's festivus-hanukah-solstice-xmas-kwanzah etc day. So we should all have fun today. :)