This makes me laugh.
From urbandictionary.com:
1. hilary
when you're obsessed with something very much and can't stop thinking about it.
holy shit, that girl is such a hilary..
she's obsessed with cheese.
2. hilary
is amazing
Oh Em Gee, that girl is hilary!
3. hilary
a girl who eats pizza and drinks beers with the guys whilst maintaining a sense of ladlylike decorum. she also always dresses to the nines, even when she's sleeping
You see that girl over there doing jello shots and wiping up after herself? Yeah, she's a total hilary.
That girl is such a hilary, she showed up to a pajama party in Jimmy Choo slippers and a Chanel bath robe!
4. Hilary
An extremely attractive Beer Pong table that resides in South Village, at UOIT (the University of Ontario Institute of Technology).
Hey guys, lets get Hilary wet tonight!
5. hilary
a girl who is pretty, hot, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous, skinny, fierce, compassionate, sympathetic, friendly, nice, kind, playful, adventurous, sizzling, steamy, amazing, super amazing, extraordinary, magnificent, stellar, wonderful, inspiring, and a whore.
she also tends to be an outright stoner.
She's perfect! Indeed, that must be a Hilary!
6. Hilary
A small red haired dwarf living in the amazon. Prone to epilpitic seizures.
Crickey! Look at that beautiful HILARY!
7. hilary
A man that constantly has a wank when in a bathtub with a fat duck called mildred.
"Fancy that, i just saw a hilary!"
8. Hilary
1. Used in the phrase 'Up the hilary' meaning pregnant. Taken from the name of singer/actress Hilary Duff adapted from use of duff
2. Something that is broken also adapted from duff
1. Shazza is up the hilary again... she is such a little slag
2. This vibrator is new and yet it does not function correctly... it must be hilary
Friday, February 5, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
LOST premiere
Quotes that incited the giggles:
"I've got a gun! And I know how to shoot it!"
"I'm sorry you had to see me like that."
"Anything to declare?"
"Just a murderer."
"I don't like the way English tastes on my tongue."
"I've got a gun! And I know how to shoot it!"
"I'm sorry you had to see me like that."
"Anything to declare?"
"Just a murderer."
"I don't like the way English tastes on my tongue."
The Velvet Fog
I don't know why I never knew of Michael Bublé until I watched him on SNL with Jon Hamm this past Saturday, but now I do, and omg, he sounds JUST like Mel Tormé! Bublé needs to cover "Moonlight in Vermont," like now.
This song's a fav of mine:
This song's a fav of mine:
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Mama T
I opened her boxes today. They've been sitting in the corner of the study since October 2008, untouched, taped shut, contents unknown to the extent that I did not know what to expect among the things I knew would be in there. It would have been more fitting to do it on her birthday, or mother's day, or some special day... But the sun is shining, and I was cleaning the kitchen, and rearranging the study to turn it into a semi-studio, and the boxes were just...sitting there, waiting oh so patiently. So I got my scissors and cut the tape. I actually did it. And instead of crying, like I expected, I find myself smiling. The boxes smell like her. I stuck my head inside them and just breathed in, taking her in, remembering her, loving her.
I only unpacked a few things. I don't know what to do with all the crocheted sweaters and tablecloths yet. Books and games no longer reside within the cardboard confinements, however. Things I took out: the Great Masters' Drawings book I bought Max for his birthday, Monopoly, Clue (oh, how many times we played!), Scrabble, Set, Uno, and the "Woman's Home Companion Cookbook." And Brutus. I brought him downstairs, to be put with her hutch and other things, as he always was.
I only unpacked a few things. I don't know what to do with all the crocheted sweaters and tablecloths yet. Books and games no longer reside within the cardboard confinements, however. Things I took out: the Great Masters' Drawings book I bought Max for his birthday, Monopoly, Clue (oh, how many times we played!), Scrabble, Set, Uno, and the "Woman's Home Companion Cookbook." And Brutus. I brought him downstairs, to be put with her hutch and other things, as he always was.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Ticketmaster can bite me
She & Him sold out in two minutes. TWO MINUTES. Is that even POSSIBLE? Both shows? And now scalpers are selling tickets for $100+ which is ridiculous. Good news though is that they'll be coming out with another album in March (the songs of which, I'm sure, would be performed at their shows). Maybe I'll swing by the theater on that Monday night after class anyway, maybe someone will be selling tickets, or something. Maybe. SO lame Ticketmaster, you laggard.
Oh yeah. Other good news: I got my ticket for The Flaming Lips show in April (which was NOT available through Ticketmaster, and probably why I was able to get a bloody ticket), which is awesome, and they're sold out too (which DOES make sense). Still need to get a Spoon ticket, though...
*Update 1/31*
Aaaaaaaand there are no longer any two seats together for the Spoon concert. Oh well.
Oh yeah. Other good news: I got my ticket for The Flaming Lips show in April (which was NOT available through Ticketmaster, and probably why I was able to get a bloody ticket), which is awesome, and they're sold out too (which DOES make sense). Still need to get a Spoon ticket, though...
*Update 1/31*
Aaaaaaaand there are no longer any two seats together for the Spoon concert. Oh well.
Labels:
concert,
music,
She and Him,
Spoon,
The Flaming Lips
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Salinger Post on the Go (+Zinn)
The world awaits with bated breath.
*Update, later*
I'm more upset about Howard Zinn's passing than I am Salinger's. I am morbidly intrigued with Salinger's, maybe now we'll finally find out what he's been up to these last 45 years...if he had a secret room full of unbound sheets of paper containing unpublished works that have yet to see the light of day. Thus the bated breath.
Back to Zinn. Zinn was the shit. The bomb diggity. It is thanks to him (well, and Mr. Barker, of course) that I developed the incredible appreciation I have now for history. "A People's History of the United States" has traveled with me everywhere, from New York, to Ohio and Oregon, to Florida, Holland, and Japan. The world truly lost a remarkable human being with his passing.
*Update, later*
I'm more upset about Howard Zinn's passing than I am Salinger's. I am morbidly intrigued with Salinger's, maybe now we'll finally find out what he's been up to these last 45 years...if he had a secret room full of unbound sheets of paper containing unpublished works that have yet to see the light of day. Thus the bated breath.
Back to Zinn. Zinn was the shit. The bomb diggity. It is thanks to him (well, and Mr. Barker, of course) that I developed the incredible appreciation I have now for history. "A People's History of the United States" has traveled with me everywhere, from New York, to Ohio and Oregon, to Florida, Holland, and Japan. The world truly lost a remarkable human being with his passing.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
March is Music Month
OK. Of COURSE Joanna Newsom's sold out already. Pfft. Already got tix for Akron/Family, She & Him goes on sale the 29th, still need to get Spoon & Magnetic Fields. And in other musical news: Oh No Oh My is apparently coming out with a new album Mid March (!) Eeeeeep! March is going to be bananas, music will be coming out of my ears (and pouring into them).
*Update later same day*
And to ADD to the ever-growing list of concerts in March, there will now also be The Flaming Lips and Air. Oh my goodness, I just don't know what to do with myself!
*Update later same day*
And to ADD to the ever-growing list of concerts in March, there will now also be The Flaming Lips and Air. Oh my goodness, I just don't know what to do with myself!
Labels:
Air,
Akron/Family,
concert,
Joanna Newsom,
music,
Oh No Oh My,
She and Him,
Spoon,
The Flaming Lips,
The Magnetic Fields
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