Zingers, Come back!

The time has come, people! Your childhood friends need you. Don't waffle in this, your hour of promise.

RUN, don't walk, to your Wonder-Hostess Bakery Shoppe and SAVE a box of Ding-Dongs, or Ho-Hos, or Sno-Balls, or yes, the (yechy) Twinkies. Hey, remember Zingers? With Snoopy and Charlie Brown? Don't you miss them? They miss you...

Damn you Atkins-Zombies! Don't make me go Charleton Heston on you! Save Interstate Bakeries! Save America! This is what outsourcing and fads get you. You unpatriotic tree-huggers! YOU ARE KILLING AMERICA! I hope you're happy.

I don't want to have to repeat myself.

Moving On

So, I'm moving this journal. I'll forward the info as it's prepared. Within the week.

Proooooocrastination!

I refuse to wash my hair. It's been a month. I seriously need to wash it, btu washing locs is such a pain in my butt. If I had a wife, she could wash it for me, or take me to the salon and drop off the credit card.

This is random, but I'm firming up the whole "don't need the institution of marriage" thing, and it's feeling okay. It ain't for everyone. And, actually, I feel superior to one friend who is such a staunch feminist she and her hubby are partners, but she needed the full princess wedding. Don't get me wrong, you can most certainly have your cake and eat it, too. I just like to smirk. Cuz I've never identified myself in gender politics.

'Ay!

Have I mentioned that my fridge smells like something crawled into it and died? and I can't locate the smell?

Have I mentioned that anyone who wants to go to Iraq for money and adventure is, IMHO, insane?

Have I mentioned Wal-mart is uncool? And the quality isn't tha great? And they screw women over? And smaller businesses?

Have I mentioned I'm not voting for john kerry, b/c I don't think he'll make a difference?

Have I mentioned I need a wife? A rich wife?

...just checking.

Veronica Mars

I can see the potential in "Veronica Mars." It's got an angry young blonde against injustice. Her life is major screwed up. I mean, everything that could happen to you, it's happened to her: rape, mom abandonment, poverty, crooked cops. ALL IN THE FIRST EPISODE!! Well, it was mostly recaps, but still!

And that's my problem: too damn much happened to her in that small Cali coastal town. GEEZ! Move, people! Make lemonades and get the hell outta Dodge! I think it'll be a show if nothing else is on, I'll check it out. But ever since they took "Popular" off the air, I've been careful not to get hooked. "Smallville" and "One Tree Hill" almost won, but I beat them. My addiction will remain reality tv. MWAHAHAHAHA!

And, yes, Mom, this is my Saturday night, instead of going on a blind group date with some reservists. Maybe I should have done my duty for our troops and dressed in yellow and gone out for a drink. Hmmm.

No, I'm good!

Oops I did it again

I forgot what I wanted to say. And I'll bet it was really deep. Cuz I'm really deep. Yah-huh.

I'm looking around the bedroom, but nothing is triggering. It wasn't politics. It wasn't a crisis. I'm kind of on auto-pilot on that. I'll ramble.

My mom had my niece overnight. I bet they had fun. My neice is so cute. I am losing the ability to spell properly. I'm looking at the two ways I wrote "neice/niece" but neither one looks right. And I'm a former school Spelling Bee champ. Well, first runner-up. No, wait. I did win in 3rd and 4th grades. Get it together, Chante!

I'm going to the library tomorrow! To do research! And write! Yay research! I belong in a library, really I do. I should have minored in library science, except you couldn't at Spelman. I would have had to cross-register at CAU. And it honestly never occurred to me.

I sitll don't know why I logged back on. I HATE THAT. Guess I'll go watch "Medical Examinations."

Random

So, here's the thing. I pride myself on only having the one pop culture fetish. I'm a snob, snobs can't be down with the hoi poloi (sp?). Makes no sense. So, I sneer at boy bands and blond former virgin Mickey mouse chicks who lost their minds around 17. Because the last part isn't a suprise: anyone who went off to college saw THAT phenomenon Freshman year. I digress.

One of my best friends in the world, who happens to be a Line Sister, looooooooooves pop music. So we go back and forth over it regularly. Christina Millian, etc. So, she shows me the new Britney "My Prerogative" video. She's disgusted. Her girl has flipped. I liked the video. I mean, I did! The car, the almost chick-make-out session, black thong, great! Dark, sexy, edgy, def. not for the teeny boppers. She's still a little airheaded for me (why wear prayer ebads when clueless?!) but I like the direction. Like when Xtina calms the hell down and just sings, I can get with that. Ohmigaw! Rememebr Mean Girls? When the overweight gay dude sang "Beautiful"? I and said LS were rolling on her really big fluffy bed.

I always do stuff like that. I can't go for anyone hyped until the fad is over, or they've fallen from grace. I preferrred Affleck to Damon, until the first Bourne movie was out on DVD. I saw Good Will. yawned. Didn't understand the hype. Liked the darker-hued one in Dogma, though that was heavyhanded. But then Beniffer was created, and he lost all cache. I'm fickle. So now, seeing how Matt got in touch wih his darker side for the Bourne flicks, I likey...