Year of The Underdog.

I look forward to tourney time every year. I love a good underdog win. Just not when it takes my team out in the first round or ruins my entire bracket before the sweet 16.

Ah, the year of the underdog!

Thank goodness I didn't put any money on my bracket this year.

Keith Olbermann is my hero.

I couldn't have said what he said any better. When I saw this it took everything I had to hold back my tears, which ended up silently rolling down my cheeks anyway. To watch the emotions pour through his voice and out of his eyes as he pleads for some kind of understanding really got to me. He said it so damn perfectly.

I have never gotten why this is something that people make such a big deal over. The religious freaks I understand more than the non religious opposers. I mean their great big book of fairy tales tells them its wrong so I'm not gonna even try and get in a religious and political debate with a bible thumper – been there done that one too many times – I am from the south ya know. But who really cares. Why should you care who it takes to make someone else happy? I don't see why it should matter who someone else loves, who someone else chooses to spend the rest of their life with. Shouldn't we just be happy that people are able to love at all? Isn't that better than being bitter sour old hags? I could care less who the heck you spend your time with because it's your business not mine. And I will never care what you think of who I spend my time with. I have maintained romantic relationships with people from my sex and people from the opposite sex. When my last relationship ended I promised myself that was it I was done with men, it was back to women for me, after all that is how I started. But then I had to go and find the most perfect specimen of a man and out went that idea. But had I found a woman to be with and we decided we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together that would have just been unacceptable to most. Unacceptable I can tolerate, I defy stereotypes as it is, but to have a marriage between a man and a man or a woman and a woman be illegal how can that be fair? Doesn't the Declaration of Independence guarantee us certain inalienable rights, like the pursuit of happiness? The pursuit of happiness is considered by our government an inalienable right(unchallengeable for those who think it just means its anti Martian or some shit) yet marriage between same sex couples is STILL ILLEGAL. Isn't that what it all boils down to anyway? Happiness? You marry someone because you believe that you can be happy with one person for the rest of your life. And who are they decide that for me or for anyone else? Moronic I tell ya.

That is what I love about what he said.
He said it the way it is, well the way it should be.

So I leave it at that.

Keith Olbermann, I love you.

blah halloween

My night consisted of:
Ghostbusters
Pumpkinhead
Pumpkinhead II - Blood Wings
Night of The Demons 1, 2 AND 3
The Blob (the 1988 remake with Kevin Dillon)
and mucho amounts of popcorn and candy.

Next year I wont have pneumonia and walking down the hall wont feel like I am running a marathon.

Next year we can dress up, get crazy and paint the town orange.

Yeah next year.

Next year will be better.

Phillies win the World Series!

How about them Phillies??

2008 World Series Champions!!
Congratulations, Philadelphia!!

WoooHooooo!!!

Reconnecting With My Past

I have lived in 13 states in my life.
5 of those I lived in before I graduated high school.
After high school I did A LOT of moving around.
I never regretted any of it. I love that I have lived all over. The only downside of all my moving around was losing touch with everyone from my growing up and teen years. I didn't lose contact with just a few, I lost touch with them all. Even living back in the area I grew up in I never reconnected with anyone.

In 2003 I moved up to New York from Virginia and knew no one. I began spending more and more of my free time on the internet. A friend of mine introduced me to Myspace and I joined up. I put up a very basic profile without much info and added the only picture I had on my computer at the time, myself with no makeup, my hair in pigtails, laying on my bed in my Skankin' Pickle tshirt. Nothing fancy, just me. Of course now I have a very detailed well designed profile and something like 16 albums of pictures, but thats now, not then. Back then Myspace wasn't half as fancy and not nearly as populated as it is now. About a week after I joined I was playing around on the site and was all excited when the new message icon appeared on my homepage. I journeyed to my inbox to find a message waiting from "Wes" titled "Is this Tracy ********?" Now no one I knew at that point would have ever known my maiden name so I opened it out if curiosity and was shocked to find that "Wes" was actually my very dear, very awesome friend I had lost touch with oh so many years ago. Wes had been like my adopted older brother when I was in high school. He even dated one of my closest friends at the time because back then I was awesome at the whole fix-up thing. Wes had been the one to fix me up with my first real boyfriend. And here he was back in my life after 11 years. That summer when I went back home to visit he and I hung out and I got to see other friends that I hadn't seen in ages. Thank you Myspace.

Over the next few years I continued to use Myspace and Google to locate others who I had lost touch with. Oh the glory of the internet! I always had one friend who was unfindable though and she was the most important. She was my best friend from high school, Karen. Karen and her family had moved to Virgina from Australia when we were just starting high school. When we first met each other, well lets just say we didn't hit it off (cigarette butts and ketchup anyone?) The boy I hung out with and her brother were beat friends so she and I were always around each other and soon she and I were inseparable. Where one of us was you knew the other wasn't far. All those things you discover and learn and all those rites of passage you go through as I teenager I went through with Karen. She was amazing. She was like a tiny ray of sunshine with lots of attitude. All my firsts were done with or because of Karen and I do mean all of them. Funny thing was her parents thought *I* was the bad influence! I truly believe Karen helped me to become who I became. After 5 years together her family had to move back to Australia. We had a couple of phone calls and a letter or two before we lost touch. All the female friends I have had since I have always measured up to her and while same came very close none could ever take her place. Then recently on a whim I decided to make another attempt at searching for here and this time DISCO! there we was with a Facebook profile. Or at least someone with her name in AU. So I messaged her and the next morning in my inbox waiting for me was her reply! I was a giddy as a school girl with a crush. Now that I have her back I will not be letting her go anytime soon! I feel like I have a piece if me back again.

Hmmm I wonder who else I can find??

I love the internet!

Oh come on Phillies!!

One more win, boys!!

Squeeeee!!

Just Enjoy The Show

I'm in love:

The Show

I'm just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried
And I don't know why

I'm just a little girl lost in the moment
I'm so scared but I don't show it
I can't figure it out
It's bringing me down I know
I've got to let it go
And just enjoy the show

___________________

She is Lenka.
Isn't she cuuuuuuute?

I discovered her on the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson which I was only half paying attention to until she came on.
I think she is completely adorable.

I think she looks like the perfect mix between Anna Friel from Pushing Daisies and Natalie Wood:

Anna Friel


Natalie Wood


Lenka


I am smitten.

And totally addicted to that song.
And the rest of the CD is pretty good too.

I love discovering new stuff.