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oh my god like a year later i want to come back just to make this place less boring, WHAT THE HELL. What would be the point i'd just whine all the time and really who is still around that i give two shits about anyway, hi world. i hope you've all taken the time to look up a stevey guttenberg movie lately or a good Rocky flick.
i have nothing else to say but look at my pretty icons i still like them!
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[19 Feb 2008|02:38am] |
I have not updated in 69 weeks lololol. Okay that is not why I am updating. I am doing it because I have just been informed by my American informants that a very important person has signed on for the American version of the television show dancing with the stars. Who, you may ask? Well. I am here to tell you that it is none other than all of our favourites 80s star....THE GOOT!!!!! In love of the Goot I'd just like to point out that I was on his bandwagon long before the producers of this...lame show were. See here, see here!
Now I shall fall into the abyss again. Good day. Watch this show. And maybe Jonny's so he can give me money.
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[17 Oct 2006|03:02pm] |
The thing about people is that we often find ourselves in situations we don't expect to get into. We wake up one morning and look over completely confused about where we are, how we got there and how we got with who we were with. Complete disgust quickly overtakes the confusion and we rise up quickly cupping our hands over our face to try and keep the upchucking to a minimum. Discovering that there are far less clothes on the bodies in the bed and more on the floor surrounding the area the conclusion can be reached fairly quickly about what exactly occured the night before. A full mind is now running and you attempt to come up with excuses about what happened. This certainly can't be the way things happen can it? You've read about it in books and in stories but you would never imagine you doing it yourself. It's wrong. Wrong on so many levels but here is the proof strewed around your room and lying next to you. Heavy breathing - in a far less sexual way this morning you think to yourself - and you dig your way out of the covers to find your way to the bathroom. What will your mother say? What will your father say? What will the neighbors say?!(Fuck you Girls Aloud!!!). Splashing as much cold water on your face and tears slowly rolling down your cheek. Sure it could be imagined...but never in your wildest dreams would you do it. You're quite sure no children would come from this meeting but think of the deformities that could have under a different situation? Sitting on the floor next to that wonderful bowl that has been your home so many times before praying that this sickness will all be over soon. Hearing the other stir quickly from the other room and imagining the horror they also will be feeling. This is not a normal situation for either of you, you think. At least you hope not...there have been many a nights of black out drinking in your life. A high pitched girlish scream comes from the other room and you know they've discovered the same conclusion you have. This is terrible. Things like this only happen in overactive fangirlish fictions that you find on seedy internet sites. But how can you get out of it? What's done is done. You rise slowly from your spot on the floor and make your way out. This can never be explained and a pairing like this will NEVER be accepted. Not by anyone else and certainly not by you. Wiping your face off quickly you move to the doorway and look out on the person still on the bed heaving and ho'ing their way back to normal breathing. Hoping they have an explanation you do not. But...you know there is no way out of this. It was a sexual evening with the last person you're supposed to have sex with.
I mean in what world should one have any sort of sexual relationship with Damon Albarn???!??!!??!?!?!?!?!!?!****
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I spent a weekend with the Rzez recently and I would discuss it at great length but it seems he has a lot more going on in his life right now what with his man coming out of la closet! Good going Lance, I may have known it since This I Promise You, but it's a big step. Since you are not on my friends list you may never see this but kudos anyway, I'll pour out a bottle of tequila for you. Into my mouth.
Rzez and I did have a good time though. Although I was dragged back to that fucking Buffalo town and it rained again and messed up my hair and a mass consumption of jello shots was the only solution I saw to the problem. Being in Buffalo isn't so bad, it's still sort of nice to see a bandplay in their hometown and get a fabulous reaction. But I will stand by the decree that being in that place twice in my life is one too many times. Okay...two too many times.
I was planning on heading back to pay attention to the children I no longer mention, but Rzez was like OMFG ST APPLE NO LETS GO TO TORONTO TOGETHER and I was like ugh whatevz I have been to Toronto like fiddy times. Which is probably a lie because I used to live near there and have probably been there like a hundred and fiddy times. While we were driving John was like OMFG NAT LOOK and sure enough there was a big sign I'd hoped to avoid: MISSISSAUGA NEXT EXIT. Terrible terrible. Somehow he knew it was my hometown and decided we had to go there so we did and we walked around and i realised I'd probably rather be in buffalo then there. Too bad huh. I found my way to a bar and drank a lot before moving on and I have to admit I don't remember much about Toronto except that I believe I threatened to kill Adam Duritz for again playing such an annoying and tedious setlist that did not include COLOURBLIND or really any songs of value outside Round Here. I was thinking of going to another date on the tour but if I have to hear the 20 minute rendition of Mrs. Potter's Lullaby one more time I'm cracking skulls. <~~~~~~~ QUOTE FROM????
It's all that's really going down in my life right now. I'm a bit tired from all that running about and now I'm desperate for a little seclusion. I know I say that a lot but oh well. I've been keeping up with the family situation the past couple of days and it's going quite well. But Nicole, honestly, until you've got your fucking head on straight stay away from me. Not that it'll matter much within the next few lines.
Surprisingly enough, I love a lot of you.
( But sometimessssssss )
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[24 Jan 2006|11:55pm] |
I hate to make two short crap posts in one day. And I really hate to do it to bring the sad news of the death of Chris Penn.
In his memory, someone, anyone, PLEASE, tell me you've seen his best movie BEST OF THE BEST. Or even...BEST OF THE BEST 2?
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It's hard to get over a first love. To wake up every morning and wonder where they've gone to before realizing the sad truth of the matter. They're gone and there really is no getting them back. I fell in love early in my life and barely knew that it was love until it was too late to do anything about it. I fell hard and I fell fast. He was too old for me and it seemed like he never knew I was alive, but he'd always make me laugh and everyone else thought he was the greatest man alive. He defined my life and I soon found out that he defined the early lives of most people I knew. I wouldn't accept that anyone else could love him as much as I did and I was sure he'd be there forever, entertaining and making the world look like a goofy crazy place.
Then, before I knew it, he'd fallen off the face of the planet. Every once and awhile it seemed I would catch a glimpse, but ti was like a shell of the man I'd fallen in love with. What had happened to that person that could come up with zany tricks to fool his foes and be ready to act in defense of those he loved in a moments notice. What drove him to the gutter? WHAT HAPPENED MAN WHAT HAPPENED?
I think it's only fair to elaborate a bit more for all of you. To do that, we've got to go back to what made him perfect, and look at his sudden decline. \
( The What Ever Happened To? Collection presents: )
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After my last huge accomplishment, aka my making everyone understand the brilliance of the Rocky franchise, it's time for Natalia's NEXT BIG THING! Found...
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In the spirit of the most memorable posts of all time aka music, movies, and the classic political controversies; I, Natalie Appleton, bring to you the first post dedicated to quite possibly the most important movies of a generation. Uplifting and touching, they get you to your feet. Pumping your fists in the air. Running up the steps of...that place in Philadelphia. The Art museum! For godssake, it makes you want to punch Raw Meat! That's right, i'm talking about:
( THE ITALIAN STALLION )
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For a really long time, I've been coming up with the ways to do this. It's harder than I thought it would be. Everything about you makes me sigh. The way you defended me like a knight in shining armour. The way you have no idea where your life is going, but at the end of the day you just choose to be with me. It's a surreal experience for someone that can hardly keep her head on straight. Yet there's something that just can't connect between us. As hard as we've tried to try and make two become one, we're stuck as a separate entity. A relationship can't work that way, not being like this after so much time spent together. I feel like you complete me, but I just cannot complete you.
Maybe it's all the secrecy, all the sneaking around. Our love needs the air to breathe and you just won't let it. I think you've still got to get to exploring your infinite abyss, and I cannot be along for the ride any longer. I mean, I like you and there's that. But despite how complete I feel, I can't keep putting myself out there in a situation that...well...a situation that hurts as much as this one. I must jump out of this large...man state.
This is it. This is everything. This is my goodbye. So long. Farewell. I'm sorry Zach Braff, but this is it. This is life.
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[11 Oct 2005|12:34am] |
This is all for Avril Lavigne. As if I couldn't just say Avril since there are many in MBP.
HEHEHEHE GO ~AHEAD~ Ask me anything. Ask about how many times a week I put a death curse on you. Ask about how I killed you in Oregon Trail. Ask what is my least favourite song at the moment. Ask which band I wish would drop off the face of the planet. DO IT GO AHEAD.
Or don't because WHAT THE HELL DON'T I LET YOU PEOPLE DO ENOUGH, JUST COMMENT SAYING HOW GORGEOUS I AM. No more five questions now. The fad is over. You will have a new one next week and I will probably participate but this one is officially DEAD. Okay bye.
p.s. Keira you were just a little bit adorable tonight.
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[07 Oct 2005|05:28pm] |
Ex-All Saint Disappears into the Abyss
In a shocking move, Ex-All Saint Natalie Appleton has decided to take a leave of absence from LIFE following an ill-advised move to be seen publicly (or privately for that matter what the fuck) with former bandmates Shaznay Lewis and Melanie Blatt on the 30th of September. In a statement released by the gorgeous, charismatic, brilliant, perfect and wonderful popstar herself she says that she has made a terrible mistake and is seeking treatment for the move.
"Unfortunately, I was led astray by my attention whore sister who told me I was going to be dining with people who one, still had a brain and two, were not annoying stupid cunts. Once I was faced with the awful truth I quickly felt ashamed and tried to leave the area. As usual though the witches of Bitchwick used their supernatural powers to keep me from moving and, although this has has of yet gone unreported, having an actual conversation. I have been hanging my head in shame and sorrow ever since leaving the restaurant."
Appleton, along with sister Nicole, released a tell-all must read autobiography just two years ago revealing the evil true nature of the two other former All Saints. The book (WHICH YOU CAN PICK UP NOW!!!!) told of the attempts to make Nat and Nic almost non existent from their popular group, although obviously the more attractive and more talented of the quartet. In recent weeks however, Nicole's slowly deteriorating brain has caused her to make some unwise decisions including many meetings with big nosed Blatt. Natalie apparentaly has reprimanded her sister through emails and voice mails demanding she explain herself and get her life back on track.
"She's a twit is all. She's never made much sense in her actions, and after awhile there's just no stopping her from making bad decisions. Case in point, she let mega popstar Robbie Williams go. Haysoos Cristo Nicky."
It's unclear exactly what abyss (or rehab) Ms. Appleton will be throwing herself into, but it's rumoured to be deep and dark with excellent music and food. Many critics are saying "Forget Kate Moss, talk about bad decisions, HAHA NAT APPLETON." She responds to that with a sad nod of her head. "Ya."
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Laters.
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Hazard just came on my playlist and I figure now is as good a time as any to update about nothing.
It's true that while in my wild adventures in the US I took a short detour with some rather crazy folks, crazier than me even, to Austin. I slept in a pup tent WITH VERY LITTLE COMPLAINT THANK YOU and set my favourite ex-fiance on fire. It was really sort of romantic. Since then I've spent a lot of time wandering around random cities trying to discover why I made this decision to travel in the first place. I'm not roughing it of course, we're aware that doesn't sit well with me, but I'm trying to play it as normal as possible. In truth, I spend a lot of time in small restuarants watching people go about their every day businesses and feeling a bit...dare I say jealous? Watching people interact has always been a favourite thing of mine to do. They've got mannerisms that you wouldn't normally notice if you weren't looking. I like watching men who are so enamored with their current girlfriends/lovers/wives that they almost can't seem to take their hands off them. I'm not talking groping here, you dirty bastards, but...it's rather hard to explain actually. The lingering grip of a hand on a wrist or any other sort of skin on skin contact without actually losing your clothes.
It's nothing important to report, I just like it. I can be rather romantic when it comes right down to it and I'm living in such an unconventional relationship right now, so eventhough I'm enjoying a sort of freedom it's watching others that make you think you're fucking missing out. I'm probably not though. I bet they go home and get sick of each other within minutes. Most of them are hideous looking anyway. Bitches.
I'd rather write about gossip or hating someone than a crush or the dreams I've got for the future. I can take a bit of time to discuss the children but I always want to end it with the latest plague I've sent to the house of Lee Miller. There's been a time or two I want to talk seriously about my marriage but to tell you the truth it really starts to drain my energy after awhile. I'll get it started and I'll realise that I'm getting a bit too depressing for a girl like me so I backtrack. Pretend I never said I get depressed. IT'S A LIE PEOPLE. I don't know. I just know that for the most part the good people on my friendspage can write these fucking fabulous and beautiful entries and I don't want you to think I'm ever going to come up with one, haha. Don't waste your time waiting unless something really spectacular happens in my life and with you lot hanging around IT ISN'T LIKELY.
This is for Jensen Ackles aka Eric Brady: ________________________________________
I'm tired, who'll be on tonight because I feel like being social. If you're thinking of not, CHANGE YOUR MIND. Bitches. I have tons of new pictures from Michelle Rodriguez and I want icons. I'll work on that too.
This entry made no sense and where the hell am I?
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You know, I told Alex he was the father of my baby but he just didn't believe me. NOW there is proof.
( He is so a Blur )
HAHAH GOD. I wish I were less clever.
I have nothing else to report on except, JONNY GET OVER IT THE BURNS WILL HEAL.
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Aloe Fresh lotion REHYDRATES AND REFRESHES YOUR SKIN.
Thank you Sammy Winchester for that breaking news.
I've recently made the decision that for a good part of the coming months I'm going to spend a lot of time stateside. I wish I could reveal my reasons, but honestly I can sum it up with three letters LNF. Those aren't the order the letters are supposed to go in, so I suppose it's up to you to figure it out. Having spent a good part of my teenage life growing up in the States I took a bit of it's culture back with me. Of course I could find ways to stay here and enjoy the peace and quiet and loveliness of London, but it's time for another Natty Appleton adventure. My work in London is complete for now so it's off to a brand new one in the American wilderness. Yes, it's true. You've heard of backpacking through Europe...well...I'm going to backpack through America. I'll see all the sights I haven't in so long! I'll rough it to the extreme! I'll go to your small towns and cities! I'll go to...petting zoos so I can truly get the animal experience. Those goats at the petting zoos I've been to before can be quite vicious. I'll make sure to bring something to protect myself. In all truth I'll be having the time of my life! I'd ask someone to come with me, but how often is it that I find someone I'd like to spend more than a day of my life with? However, I am wondering how many of you actually live in places I can break into. So far I've got New York and California. You people really have no originality. On my travels, I think I'll buy a home in Wyoming. Just to know what it feels like. I mean, haha WHO OWNS A HOME IN WYOMING? Honestly I hope I don't come into contact with any urban legends...haha if I do I'll just shoot them in the head, right Eric Brady?!
Speaking of Urban Legends, Hi JRM! I got you a really nice present, I'll be shipping it over to your place soon. I hope you like it! I hear it's an antique. Really old and special to the people who got rid of it. ACTUALLY, I hear they eventually had to chuck it because they've got some rather silly superstition about it and thought that it was...haunted or sommat. Oh look, you just told me you're in Toronto. I'll have to deliver it myself. I'll make sure it looks nice and lovely right in your front hall. You can stare at it all day. You can take your guesses at what it is.
This just in folks, Jeremiah was indeed a bullfrog. Thank you Three Dog Night.
I was going to post reasons why I think I'm fine with not being that famous, but it really just came down to when Jonny does bad movies they don't immediately say "FORMER FIANCE OF NATALIE APPLETON." So there's a plus.
I want to use my pretty icons so fucking say something good or bad or just plain rude in the comments would you. This is obviously the prettiest one.
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Ummm.
Where did the um originate? Was it from the meditative "ooooohm. ooooohm." You know what I mean. Did people just start using that in random situations where nothing else seemed to fit and eventually their accents carried it more into an Ummmmm? It's actually something that truly perplexes me whenever I use it and then I go off into a little rant with absolutely no clue as to what I meant to say in the first place. The umm does not help, it only hurts. It hurts your ability to sound like a learned person and also you completely lose your place in the world. I probably use it more than anyone else ever. I'm also a big fan of the Hmmmm, which is another story all together. Is it altogether or all together? I'm not sure I have an answer for this either.
Do you actually know anyone who has ever gotten that hair in a can stuff? You know what I'm talking about. It's sort of like spray paint but it's for your balding head. I know I've seen Jude Law in possession of it before, but beyond that it's a pretty rare thing to come by. When you buy it in a store I would imagine you'd be rather embarrassed to have it go through the register. "Oh is this YOUR hair in a can, sir?" "Erm, no it's for my dog. Rather sad thing really. He's got a little bald spot now where one of the children got fancy with scissors." They'll never believe this lie but I bet it makes them feel oodles better just to be able to tell it. Poor chap. Michelle and I are going to go hair in a can!happy and buy many bottles to use for a task not yet to be named in this space. Stay Tuned.
Stay Tuned. Did you ever see that picture? It has Jack Tripper and Mindy of Mork and Mindy in it and let me tell you, it's a really brilliant piece of cinema. The plot is basically that this man...I want to say it was Jeffery Jones but I'm possibly wrong and I don't want to look it up. I almost said Don Knotts but that's Pleasantville isn't it? Anyway. For the sake of argument I'll say Jeffery Jones. So Mr. Jones comes and sells Jack Tripper this television set...or does he sell it to the neighbor...and is the neighbor Jeffery Jones? This is getting v.v. confusing. Hold just a moment.
RIGHT SO yes it's Jack Tripper's television and he likes to watch TV and he and his wife get sucked in and they have to go through a lot of toil and trouble to get out of it. In the process they rediscover their love for each other and of course, survive and live happily ever after. It's a touching story, I haven't seen it in years. In one memorable scene Jack and Mindy are turned into cartoon mice similiar to Pixie and Dixie and he has to run away wearing a donut and he says:
My Doctor always said Donuts would kill me
Or something equally hilarious. Please do watch for the Salt -n- Pepa-esque scene as well. It may actually be them. If you enjoy this enjoyable friendly film then I'd also highly recommend Mom and Dad Save the World, which may or may not have Bobby Budnick.
Some anonymous fiend bought me a paid account just yesterday and I proceeded to upload 76 icons. It's close, I might someday actually get there but you must know I do not make my own icons. I was having a bit of trouble naming them and getting someone to name them for me when I finally turned to my arch rival, Damon Albarn. Let me tell you, he did...quite a job. See here for details.
I saw a preview for Brokeback Mountain earlier and may have hee'd. Michelle says she and I would have made great gay cowboys. I think we'll test it out. Sorry Ewan.
I'm changing my name to Rainbow Brite.
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This is actually just for JRM and he's going to think I'm a total bother, but when has that ever stopped me before? I mean really. Anyway. Erm. I obviously at some point last night became MIA...and I briefly saw the page with the icons earlier but then they were gone! With no time to save even ONE. Obviously I'm rather broken up about this BECAUSE THEY LOOKED QUITE FINE. So. Please respond in kind with the link again. For me? Lovely, please? Haha I'm a complete mess now just thinking about it. I don't even think I'll be able to eat.
All right I'll probably eat, but I'll feel badly about it.
I could just wait til I see you online again but who knows when that will be and I'm impatient.
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![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) frostsadieliza did not add me, so let me just say that right there should be a big warning sign to everyone out there. Should I put it in bigger letters? Should I make it cryptic to let you know where my loyalties lie? There are bigger issues here people that we should be dealing with on who or who is not r.e.a.l. I'll move on. There are happy issues somewhere in this world.
However, I will now talk about something that baffles, astounds, shocks and quite frankly appalls me. Please click on the cut to observe and have a lot of cursing following. We'd all wondered where she'd gone, but I never feared this...
( Hell has officially frozen over )
I had wild and crazy sex with a Jonny a few weeks ago and no it wasn't any of the ones you're thinking of. I stole his credit cards and they are sitting in a pretty hiding spot for the moment until he becomes social enough to get them back. Although his obvious distaste for the lot of you does endear him to me just a bit more than he already was. He thinks I'm pretty too which goes without saying but I like to hear it at least 27 times a day.
Oh jesus if the above cut wasn't bad enough look what else I've just discovered:
Former ALL SAINTS singer SHAZNAY LEWIS is pregnant with her first child.
God save the child.
Do you all watch Rock Star INXS? I never read anyone mentioning it and here's my take on it. SUZIE MCNEIL IS TERRIBLE AND SO WAS HER RENDITION OF BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY. I'm starting to think they're taking hints from American Idol judges and turning praise on to really horrible people in order to have someone awful in the finals. I like the way it's set up though. Obviously because the public doesn't get to make a terrible decision in the end, it's just the band who'll fuck it up! Unless they pick Mig. Who is not necessarily my favourite but is the best for INXS. I know these things. Because I'm a genius.
I did that survey thing a couple times so I'll throw some of my answers in here for you all as well.
( hardly a sheep, but baa baa anyway )
I updated, move on.
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I was going to post here but instead I'll do it in MBP however I don't know if that'll be the place to say what fun Kate Moss and I had tonight finally discussing Jude Law's Nanny Shinannygins. I hadn't had a chance to do so before now. HAHAHA You fucking loser, I knew you'd do something like that. God, why didn't Sienna just ask me.
Okay off to MBP ta ta. That's just to make sure I don't get to 6 weeks because APPARENTALLY MBP entries don't count. Jeez.
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