and a few of my observations in no particular order:

1) Jack just keeps getting fatter, whiter, and uglier with each episode.

2) Jacks friends keep changing. He never seems to hang out with the same people.

3) All Jacks friends are ugly, ass kissing, I hang out with famous people losers.

4) Ozzy still wanders around like he's on Ludes 24/7.

5) Ozzy and Sharon both seem "out of it" even more than ever this season.

6) Ozzy and Sharon go to Hawaii, then walk around in black sweat suits all day. WTF?

7) Will someone please tell me what the fuck is wrong with Ozzy?!

8) Nothing says "I'm a desperate skanky loser" quite like arriving on the island, and asking everyone if there's hookers on the island and if you can get into a strip club at 18. You go Jack!!

9) Ozzy and Sharon go on a tour of a battleship, and Ozzy does nothing but ask the most stupid-assed questions on the planet. Then when they're on their way back to the Hotel, Ozzy says "I couldn't stop thinking about the name The Enterprise. But that was in Star Trek, wasn't it? Huh? Sharon just rolls her eyes. (She does this alot now.)

10) I can't wait till next week. It appears that Kelly is strung out on drugs or something... and she pierced her lip!!!!! No fuckin' way. Sharon is pissed about the piercing. C'mon Mom, lighten up on poor misunderstood Kel.
I love it!!!

I thought I was gonna pee my pants! Between The Surreal Life and Strange Love, I was laughing outloud, so hard that it's a wonder I didn't wake up my sleeping hubby down the hall. On Surreal, I don't know whether to love or hate the Mini Me dude. One second he's okay and very nice, and the next minute he's very strange and bitchy. And that big bitch, I forget her name, well she looks like a drag queen to me. I think it's the huge lips. And her voice is horrid. But what really got me going, was on tonights Strange Love, when Flav met all Bridgets friends, I thought I was gonna die!! That was a memorable few moments there as the camera panned the faces and the expressions of all the guests at the party, as Bridge and Flav entered the room and during dinner. I really give kudos to them for being real. Not many people are willing to be themselves. Period. Alot of people are too anxious to make themselves into what they believe everyone else expects. Screw that. I think they would be fun to hang out with. Indeed!

of Sex and the City tonight. But a couple questions, and a couple of comments loom large in my mind. #1) Are there really men out there in the cosmos that are secure enough to let their significant other, or should I say fiance' in this case, out on the town drinking with another guy, (even though he's gay), wearing her engagegement ring around her neck on a chain, dressed in the tightest out fit on Earth, all on the premis that they have different interests? Or is this just plain T.V. fantasy bullshit? And the to boot, she comes home, tells him how her night was, and he's like all luvie-duvie all over her. Fuck dat. If I ever tried that shit, even with a gay guy, hell even with a girlfriend for that matter, my man would be heading down the interstate at the speed of sound, leaving me with all the bills, and looking for a divorce lawyer pronto! Nuff said. God I wish I could fit into her outfit. Sorry, I got off track for a momemt there.
#2) Do real guys really let their significant others spend that much time with their gal pals?
#3) I miss my gay friends. Good times.
#4) I miss my gal pals. Better times.

I did some stretching and then some floor exercise tonight, and all I can honestly say is...this is gonna be a bitch! I am so friggin' out of shape. I just have to keep reminding myself that the baby steps along the way, all add up. Damnit.

I'm consistently erratic with this journal. I'm consistently erratic with my life too. Deal.
Is it just me, or does Jack Osbourne look even more disgusting this season, despite his new hair? That guy gets more gross by the day. Gawd. And Ozzy walks (if you can call it that), wobbles, whatever, around the house like he's in another dimension. What the heck is really wrong with that man? Anyone?

I had the nicest birthday yesterday. To me, it was just perfect. The only thing that would have made it nicer, was if my parents and brother could have been here to share it with me (us). Other than that, I had a wonderful day. I spent the day at home just tinkering around the house. Picking up a bit here and there. For some reason I'm in the mood to tidy up the house. I know, weird. Anyway, we (Hubby, Nick and Amanda, and I) went to the local chinese restaurant for dinner, where I learned to eat with chop sticks. Go me! I've always wanted to learn, and I figure 47 isn't too late, right? I think I did really well, and I didn't even get any on my top. This is a true miracle in itself. (Ha Nick, you lost that bet, eh?) We went home after a filling buffet, and I was surprised with a very generous Mall gift certificate from Nick & Amanda,(Thank you, Thank you, Tahnk you!!!), and my Hubby surprised me with an Edelbrock high performance carb and intake manifold, (well the photos anyway, untill the order arrives), that he ordered for my 'Vette, to be installed by him in the Spring. WoW! I thought he was getting me cell phone headphones. I was actually looking forward the headphones, so the car stuff really caught me off guard. Wooo. (Thank you, Thank you, Thank you honey!) After all the wondeful shocks, I got a beautiful cake, we all sang and had cake and then sat in the livingroom gabbing, which I enjoyed very, very much. We haven't all sat around just chatting about everything and/or anything for a long time, and it felt really nice. No conflict, no debates. It was good. My birthday was one to remember, thanks to those I love, showing me their love. I love you all, with all my heart.

Happy Birthday to me! I hope some chinese food is on the menu tonight! ;)

The library called today, and said that a copy of Star by Pamela Anderson, which I've only had had on hold since September, is finally in! I hope it proves to be an interesting read. Can't wait.

I plan to make 2005 a good year for myself and my small circle of loved ones, furry and otherwise. Now, what fate, God, nature, and luck have in store for me, who the hell knows, but I'm going to do my best to keep my cool, keep my perspective, and keep my sanity, come what may. (Check back with me in late December to see how I've done.)

What I learned in 2004: (in no certain order)

#1) I am stronger than I ever thought.
#2) I can live without cigarettes.
#3) I am very rich, even though I have very little cashola.
#4) I am at the best time of my life. (so far!)
#5) I still don't know what I want to be, and that's okay.
#6) I am not my career, nor my lack of one.
#7) I'm getting to be okay with being me.
#8) I can live without cigarettes! Woo Hoo!