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Thursday, June 17, 2004

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Well...this is my new blog I suppose. I don't really think I've ever had an official blog, but -shrugs-. My Deadjournal wasn't really an official blog more than it was and still is today a big rambling thing. Not that I don't plan on rambling, but, I think I've matured just a bit. Enough to learn a bit of HTML at least. I'm quite proud of what I've done so far and of what I'm going to continue to do. It may not seem like much to the majority, but I'm quite proud of myself. HTML isn't something I use. I'm kinda a non-HTML sorta person. I like it and I know it's quite good, but I'm not good at using it. Changing the colors on it made me feel good. So I'm proud.

Well...what's there to say about me? I'm Jamie. I um...I wrote this entry! Yay! Aren't I special? Well...I suppose the word Orlabossa must be explained. I was talking to my friend Darin one day and we were just saying random slash pairings and the word "Orlabossa" came out. As in...Orlando Bloom/Captain Barbossa (it wasn't me who said it, you can be assured) and I've been saying it ever since. I'm not really all that big of an Orlando Bloom fan, despite half of the world's opinion. I think he looks rather nice at times, but the majority of the time I find myself complaining and whining about him. The fact that his part in "Troy" was written so terribly doesn't help his case either. I hate Paris. I HATE him. Absolutely. He pisses me off. I have never liked him. He has always been read to me as a big lazy, cowardly, stupid, foolish, idiotic jerk so imagine me going to see "Troy" and...Paris is nice. WTF? And HELEN'S BAD! Do you see anything wrong with that scenario? I DO! I hated that Helen. Loathed her. Not only was Diane Krugar the COMPLETELY wrong person to play Helen, the most beautiful being in the world, but I hated the character. She was a selfish little whore! I have never ever pictured Helen like that. I have never hated her. I've been upset with her but just GAH! I want to grab her by the hair, rip it out, and slam her face first into walls! GAH! -hits something- I'm okay now. Woo. Rant. I should have felt that one. It was strong.

But...um...yeah. I have many complaints about Mr. Bloom. I think my loathing started when (before I was a LotR fan -cringes-), my mom and I saw FotR. Yeah. I went for Elijah (-another cringe-). But...it was at the end of the movie...at Amon Hen...my mom poked me and pointed to Orlando and went "Doesn't that blond guy look like Justin Timberlake?". Never liked the boy since. I've tried! I have! He seems like a nice enough person, but I can't like him! Can't! It's humanly impossible! It's just because...of that really. I have complaints though -laughs- Captain Obvious moment, I know. Legolas may be Captain Obvious, but I am Captain Obvious Jr., savvy? -laughs- But...one thing...is that...I've read some stuff about him wanting to take the road like Johnny Depp and Brad Pitt (???) did and not try and be a heartthrob. Oh yeah. He's playing Paris because he's sooooooooooooo deep. Cha. As if. And since when did Brad Pitt take the "non-heartthrob" road? I mean...I haven't exactly followed his career, but just...Good Lord. -shakes her head- I like Orlando well enough, I suppose, but no one seems to really understand my rants about him. Because they're too busy looking at his picture -big sigh-. Oh well...

-smiles- I really like Dominic Monaghan, though. Luffs him. He plays Merry, who's my favorite character in the Lord of the Rings. I think I'ma end up posting the priceless Dom moments from the cast commentary. And the rules of Tig. Can't live without Tig. -laughs- I know that link doesn't work, but if you've watched the EE:FotR commentary, you'll know what I'm talking about. Well...I'm just having a cow with all the...thingies. I luffs weblinks. They rock! -giggle- Ooh...and speaking of weblinks. I luffs this site. Check out her new story. It fucking rocks. Ooh! ANOTHER LINK! Watch ADIDAS. Love ADIDAS. Worship ADIDAS.

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