ITS NOT FUNNY ANYMORE

This whole Britney Spears situation is way tragic. At one point i found it hilarious, and was enjoying the craziness, but now its like: dude...maybe i should stop laughing because something is really wrong.

click here for the latest in The Britney Saga

From what I gather via official news and gossip blog sites, there was some kind of standoff at britney's home stemming from a custody dispute between her and k-fed(did i just type k-fed? shoot me now) the result being her being taken out of her home on a gurney(laughing hysterically according to some reports), and losing the visitation and custodial rights for her children.

I don't have any children, but i can only imagine the pain of recieving a court order that states that not only do i not have the right to take care of them, but now i can't even visit them/have them visit me?

Awful.

But really does the court have any other course? Forreal, homegirl looks crazy. Or should i say, crazed. And not in the "gurlll you so crazy" way, more like "Lets send her to Bedlam" way. Full on phenobarbital mode.

What happened? Is her mental instability a latent trait? Or was it caused by someone or something? Some have suggested that it was Mr Federline himself that made her lose her grip on reality. To a certain extent that may be true. Often times when love goes south, one party can suffer really badly. I know I had my heartbroken summ'n serious and for like two weeks i was a walking zombie. Str8 up. But I bounced back. Like most people do. Thank goodness.

But sometimes it takes longer. And by her being in the public eye, she didn't have that luxury. She had to go out and pretend she was fine. Laugh like it didn't matter, party like a rock star. Its only a marriage, people break up all the time. Who cares? NEXT! Maybe it was more to her though. Although the public couldn't see why, maybe she really did LOVE kevin federline, and perhaps she should have gone to a far away land and just taken some time to grieve of bad decisions.

Some folks have blamed her mom for bad parenting. I don't know. From what i see, most hollywood parents are some permissive slouches but can you really blame the fact that a 24 year old woman refuses to wear panties and flashes her crotch to the paps on her mother? Or drives inebriated? Or wears shirts as dresses thereby explosing pasty buttmeat?

The way i see it most "stars" have a very loose hold on reality. Their perception of the world and their place in it is often skewed. But when they have the love of the populace, they seem fine. But let the greater public get sick of them, the "star" can't deal. And the crowd, seeing chink in the armor calls for blood. "give us barabbas!" I think thats where we are now. People want to see the drama unfold, they want to see her demise.

I'd hate to hear about her killing herself, and from the reports, that seems like where she's headed unless something is done. quick.

ugh. There is not reason to be so somber at the beginning of the weekend but this is was on my mind.

But...I gotta go, scrabble tournament tonight @ my place, and i gotta kick some triple word score booty! I got the fireplace going and i been brushing up on my scrabble words with my scrabble dictionary for this very occasion. Time to superman deez hoes!

ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST

looks like another female celeb has succumbed to hollywood machine and gone and dyed her hair another (lighter)color.

Latest victim?

Amerie Mi Rogers. (say that three times fast)

(BTW i have an Amerie story. It involves me, amerie, her aunt and a certain picture..I'll blog about it sometime.)

But back to Amerie.

While watching VH1 soul(and working...allegedly) the new chingy video came on, and i heard the familiar sound of the artist in question's nasal soprano.

I look up, and its Amerie singing something about somebody being fly like she. Or not fly like she is rather. Whatever. Typical generic hook but anyway...im getting ready to look back down to my work but i catch a glimpse of our siren, and i notice that her hair which is normally a shiny black, is now a warm titian.

*sigh*

Must they always go lighter? Is bleaching your hair part of the deal when you sign your contract? Amerie held out for a few years which is commendable but yeah. Not that anything is wrong with burnished hair but geez. Everyone having the same shade of honey is so cookie cutter.

I mean dark hair is so sexy. Am i right or am i right? I know mine is lol

Anyway...the Brunette Revolution will not be stopped! (apparently it won't be televised either) :(

Where all my raven haired mamis at?? Stand up chicas! WE WILL NOT LOSE

P.S. i totally want some highlights now. omg...im so brainwashed :(

TEE HEE

Me: I'm thinking about getting a tattoo.
Him: yeah?
Me: Yeah...actually i want to get your name.
Him: Stop lying.
Me: No really a tattoo of your name.
Him: You are such a liar.
Me: I'm serious! Ugh. Now I feel like an idiot. Thanks.
Him: You're serious? My bad. What made you decide to do that? And...where exactly would you put it?
Me: I'm thinking here... or...here *points* Nowhere readily visible, just on some for your eyes only steez. Bad idea? Or am i being "ghetto"? Be honest.
Him: Naw. That'd be sexy. Not too big though. Are you forreal??
Me: Yes i'm forreal! Of course it won't be too big. I got an image i want to keep.
Him: So...when you thinking about getting it?
Me: Soon. Once i find a reputable tattoo artist.
Him: Ok. Would you want me to go with you...?
Me: Dude. I'm kidding.
Him: ...
Me: gotcha!
Him: I knew it.
Me: You did? Why did you get all excited then? You were ready to draw me a sketch and everything i bet.
Him: I was being nice.
Me: LIES
Him: Seriously i thought it was a little weird, but i didnt want to say it. I wouldn't want my name on you anyway.
Me: mhmm...you are such a liar
Him: No really it IS weird. ...unless you gonna do it.
Me: HA! ...I'm not.
Him: You are such a dork.
Me: It was an April fools joke! Relax!
Him: Its not April.
Me: Ok so you're just a fool then.
Him: Dude...
Me: Happy New Year! You totally want me.
Him: You wish.

HAPPY NEW YEAR?

So its new years day. Rah Rah Rah. You know how i feel about New Years day?

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing

-Macbeth Act 5(Special shout out to mrs. englert who made me memorize this)

Will baby i thank you. That stanza captures perfectly how i'm feeling right now. I'm on straight blah mode. A new year sure, but honestly i'm expecting more of the same. Another day, another dollar, another same ol same ol. Plus, now that all the holidays are over, there are no paid vacations until Memorial day. Ugh. Don't get me wrong, i *AM* thankful, and this new year seems quite promising(on paper @ least lol), but i am cautiously optimistic. Eh. I don't wanna be all maudlin and emo on new years day.

Plus i don't want anybody thinking im not happy...its just that sometimes i think to freakin much!

Anyhoo.

And now, for some inspiration:

And, for the heck of it, hold on(change is coming) ...i luh this joint as well