Hot Geek Of The Week: Anderson Cooper

(Oh Anderson. Be still my heart. You make me so happy, just by looking at you)

Oh hi. Ahem, I did see you there. Perhaps YOU can see why Anderson Cooper is my pic for Hot Geek of the Week. For those who don't know who he is, and yes, sadly there are still some of you out there who don't (BLT, I'm looking at you), He's a news anchor on CNN. He hosts AC360 every weekday and he just KILLS it because he's hot and he cares about the issues and stuff. And he like goes to different countries and junk and cares about the people there... and like I said, stuff. And I mean come on, have you SEEN his biceps?!

Your WELCOME! I put more than one pic because I think you people deserve a little bit of eye candy. Oh and BLT, you know who you are, how can you think he's old. Looked it up. Only 41. Has had gray hair for years!
Oh and one more thing. Not to burst any hetero bubbles here, but once again I choose a geek who I don't think plays for my team. Kinda sad, I have a penchant for guys who will never want me. What's that about? Think Anderson, think!

(hmmm...)

Sacrifice.

Sometimes sacrifices need to be made. I'm not Catholic, but a lot of my friends are. So in solidarity of Lent, I have decided to give up the one thing I truly love in the whole world for 40 days and 40 nights: Diet Coke, well, any form of soda in general.

I didn't think it would be all that hard. But this is day 2 and I'm fiending for it. I think I've got the shakes and my skin itches (I don't think this is directly related with my hypochondria). TKG and I went out to eat at an establishment that requires you to get your own refreshment. "Diet, no ice" I say... no dice. She shoots me down for my own good. I had completely forgotten and would've put that tasty beverage to my lips! So wrong, yet so right!

I had been cutting back my intake of pop in recent months in an attempt to be healthier, but to completely cut it out of my diet - absurd! I apologize in advance if I am cranky with you next I see you. Hopefully you will understand.

Oh, Gravy Train & I have decided that Red Bull is not a soda, but an "energy drink." Not that I drink it often, but who knows what I am capable of. Vodka here I come! Oh and yummy Mineral Water - that has bubbles. Oh and club soda doesn't count. Granted it has the word "soda" in the title, but it has no flavor. Wait, does Ginger Ale count? Uh oh.

Another Weird Thing I Notice.

So I was watching Nick & Norah's Infinitely Playlist on DVD the other day. Kinda cute movie, bought it on a whim. The two main characters are attractive enough (well, Michael Cera is a dork, and the girl is definitely prettier). Anyway, I always noticed this in movies and you know what, it kinda creeps me out. And I noticed it in this movie:

Norah's head/face is bigger than Nick's head/face.

Why does that matter, you say? Because it does. See, I'm looking at them sucking face and I just can't buy it when the girl's head/face is bigger than the guy's head/face. I've never really mentioned this quirk to anyone before. See, my best friends and I have measured the circumference of our noggins before, but I never expressed at the time that I feel a guy I'm dating and/or are in a serious relationship with should at least have a bigger face than I do. It creeps me out otherwise. Something to think about.

Blond Lady At The American Red Cross: Why Do You Hate Me?

My blood is liquid gold. Goes to preemies. So I feel it is my civic duty to go every couple months to the Red Cross. However, this visit was unlike any other. There's this blond older lady that works at the American Red Cross in my community. I've seen her every time I've gone and she always looks likes she's extremely unhappy with the way her life is going.

She's one of those people who you know doesn't want to make small talk (I'm a small talk kinda girl). She's grumpy at all times, and that day was no exception. She asked me all the usual questions: Allergic to iodine blah blah blah. Proceeds to swab my arm for days (which they are supposed to), marks my veins, and then says I'll be right back don't move. Eek! Don't tell me not to do something, it just makes it harder not to move.

She doesn't come back for another 5 minutes it seems and I'm sitting there (trying not to move, but playing Bejeweled (on my iPod) with my other free hand. So she comes back, grabs my arm roughly, and proceeds to stick me... I see my blood is flowing real slow. Seeming perplexed, she decides to stick the needle DEEPER inside my skin. Ow. Seems to work for a moment. Hold up, not working, so she continues to move the needle even more. OW OW OW.

Imagine videos you've seen of liposuction, when they're burning all the fat off, that's how she looked moving that needle around under my skin. Finally, her mean-looking face softens up when she realizes how much she just effed me up. Oh, she says, I think the needle went into the tissue. I'm going to call Anh over. Yeah, whatever, you do that. If I had known wanted you to work that needle like a video game joystick, I would've gone elsewhere. I asked the Anh lady how did this happen, but apparently they are not allowed to blame idiots.

So there you have it. They couldn't use the blood I'd given (about 40% of a bag) because once the blood is clotted, they have to discard. You bastards! If I hadn't gotten my free 125th anniversary Red Cross Umbrella, I don't know what I would've done, it seemed to calm me. I'm traumatized, but I plan to be brave and go back someday.

Moral of the story: If you live in the Santa Clara Valley in California, Do not, I repeat, do NOT let the one blond lady touch you, at all! Have a friend at my work who gives blood and that same girl touched her, same thing! I look like a druggie. :-(

(Not my arm, but you get the point.)

I Think I'm In Luv.

Audi A5... 'nuff said. Tell me you see me in this next.

Hot Geek Of The Week: Ryan Buell

If you truly know me, you'd know that my Fridays are spent watching TV shows that consist of anything paranormal (haven't you figured out I have no life yet). The shows I tune into on a weekly basis are as follows: Ghost Adventures, Ghost Hunters (on Wednesdays), Most Haunted*, and Paranormal State. Now, technically Paranormal State airs every Monday on A&E (http://www.aetv.com/paranormal-state/), but if there's a re-run, I like to watch my DVR'ed episodes of PS.

Why is Ryan a hot geek of the week? I'll explain... He's a hot geek. See? That wasn't so hard. He hosts and directs the bitch that is Paranormal State the show. He went to Penn State (so he's educated), he started the Paranormal Research Society back in 2001 (he's an entrepreneur), and he has issues with acne (we have had something in common). So there you go. His monotone voices reaches right into my heart and makes me happy. That, and he golds up his shirts to his elbows and I am just a sucker for well-tailored button-down shirts, so he's definitely stepped his fashion game up. Oh, and he wears a long pea coat I adore! He makes me happy. Don't you want to see me happy?

Just a heads up, I didn't make this cheesy video, but I might as well have.



* = You could play a drinking game based on this British show. Everytime you hear them say in their accents "Did you hear that?" and they keep replaying it over an over and you DON'T hear anything? Take a shot. You'll be plastered by the end of it.

Things I'm Allergic To.

I just got my results back from my doctor, informing me what the heck I'm allergic to. In no particular order:

1. Dog Hair - Ya see people, I knew I wasn't a fan of dogs (at least really big ones). Take THAT to the bank potential future suitors. Notice my doc didn't mention CAT hair. (Yesssss)

2. Lawn Grass - Boring. Doesn't everybody get rashes sitting on freshly cut grass?

3. House Dust - I'm officially retiring from cleaning ANYTHING.

And finally, the most devastating of all....

4. ::quiet sob::... Almonds?!?! - Effin' almonds, are you KIDDING me? Seriously, are you JOKING? Because I HEART Almonds, and I never break out in hives or rashes, what's the deal? Were the blood testers asleep at the wheel? I'm so confused. I always have a 50/50 chance of breaking out into hives when I eat shrimp and yet no shellfish allergy in sight?!?! No friggin' way man, no WAY am I giving up my Mocha Almond Fudge Ice cream, that's my favorite, you can't take that away from me. Unh uh, not gonna happen.

I figured since I spend a bit more than $800 for a food and airborne allergy test, that the total comes out to approx. $200 per symptom. Dang.

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