Today, In News That Shocks No One

Today, my fave lady-blog decided to do a behind-the-scenes take on science and dating. Well, not really. But, because it's the holidays and everywhere I go seems to be devoid of people (thus enhancing my boredom and lack of desire to do anything productive), I took thishandy little quiz to discover my "attachment style." Apparently, this should help me realize which types of people I should be having relationships with and which ones I shouldn't, and something else about communicating and its importance in relationships. Cutting edge stuff, guys.

I was shocked and dismayed, dear reader, to discover the following: I fall into the "dismissive" quadrant, which somehow involves a combination of low anxiety and high avoidance [NB: I was neither shocked nor dismayed. These are qualities I have known about myself since the age of 10 that are in no immediate danger of changing]. This is defined as follows (if we've ever met, prepare to be wowed):

"[D]ismissing people tend to prefer their own autonomy -- oftentimes at the expense of their close relationships. Although dismissing people have high self-confidence, they sometimes come across as hostile or competitive by others, and this often interferes with their close relationships."

Yes, I did have to answer roughly fifteen questions on a sliding scale of agreement! I only did it because at the end of the quiz, they put your response on a graph, and it kinda reminded me of 9th grade algebra with its x-axis and y-axis.

I'll try to keep this in mind for the new year.

Good Job California!!

From the US District Court for the Northern District of California:

"Plaintiffs have demonstrated by overwhelming evidence that Proposition 8 violates their due process and equal protection rights and that they will continue to suffer these constitutional violations until state officials cease enforcement of Proposition 8. California is able to issue marriage licenses to same-sex couples, as it has already issued 18,000 marriage licenses to same-sex couples and has not suffered any demonstrated harm as a result,see FF 64-66; moreover, California officials have chosen not to defend Proposition 8 in these proceedings.

Because Proposition 8 is unconstitutional under both the Due Process and Equal Protection Clauses, the court orders entry of judgment permanently enjoining its enforcement; prohibiting the official defendants from applying or enforcing Proposition 8 and directing the official defendants that all persons under their control or supervision shall not apply or enforce Proposition 8. The clerk is DIRECTED to enter judgment without bond in favor of plaintiffs and plaintiff-intervenors and against defendants and defendant-intervenors pursuant to FRCP 58.

IT IS SO ORDERED."

I'm Cut Off? No, YOU'RE Cut Off!

Hopefully, I'm not the only one here that has loved and lost. And by that, I mean: watched You're Cut Off and is now sad that the finale has come and gone. In all my reality television viewing, to this day I have never seen more bickering. Specifically, bickering over absolutely nothing. It was almost poetic to watch. Here's a pic of the ladies, in case you just have to know. After eight weeks in their house (yeah, right, I believe that) their loved ones had to decide if they'd changed enough to be allowed to come back home. Some of us at home were moved to tears (I stubbed my toe, don't judge). While certain blogs have actually taken the time to deconstruct each episode in their entirety, I wouldn't even know how to get screen grabs. My biggest concern throughout each episode was Leanne's extensions. I gave my Barbie better extensions by shaving Skipper's hair and gluing it to Barbie, so I know of where I speak. I can't believe that she actually paid somebody to do that to her head. I'm convinced it was all some sort of arty-James Franco-esque event, or maybe even a bet or a dare. Worst case, somebody paid her to have her hair look that bad on national television. Even Myammee's potential hair extension business had better looking extensions. She would dream of Ken Pave's extensions. It was a virtual train wreck. Now, onto the really good reality shows - Jersey Shore premiers tonight!

The Hills ... Redux

As promised, I watched the finale. Here goes!

So, life is difficult, and Kristin needs change. Specifically, she's going to move to Europe. As noted on The Soup, it's never specified where in Europe she's going, so it's all very believable. Maybe this face is indicating that the decision is overwhelming. Or, equally likely, she doesn't even believe her own acting. Riveting stuff.

In other news, both Stephanie and Lo suddenly have boyfriends. They are both getting very serious, so they're lives are changing. Also, they are happy about it. See the smiles?

Audrina is moving to "not Hollywood." Yeah, right. After dating Ryan Cabrera and being on the Hills for five years, she just needs to get out of the spotlight. It's all very believable. Besides, she can't go too far, or she'll be out of Justin Bobby range, and one of these days, he may be less douchey and really want a relationship (hahahahahaha).


Then, for a the SHOCKING end of the finale episode, Brody sees off Kristin as she's heading for her flight to Europe. Fantastic montage of prior Hills footage, including pre-plastic surgery Heidi and Stephen!!!! I knew they'd find a way to bring him back and bring a smile to my face. Oh, no, that was not the shock. Everyone was surprised to find that the scene was shot in a studio lot, as the hills behind Brody were pulled away for the reveal. Kristin jumped back out of the car, and America was left in a tailspin! Was it all a lie? What are we to believe? I can't believe that a reality show would be based on anything aside from 100% reality. Shenanigans! The saddest part? No more fodder for Joel McHale. I'll just have to strengthen my VH1 focus. Ochocinco, here I come!

The Hills ... Delay

I'm actually planning on a Hills finale recap post (for old time's sake) even though I had to stop watching regularly two seasons ago (the vapidness went beyond even my capacity). However, I stepped into a time capsule and may be watching a marathon of the first season of The Closer (2005) instead. I'm DVRing, so no worries peeps, but I have my priorities ... which just don't include Kristin Cavallari's life decisions. I AM, however, hoping she reunites with Stephen in the finale (and that Lauren shows up so they can fight about it). Fingers crossed!!

Things Mindy Bought that I Love

A couple months ago, I discovered that one of my favorite Twitter celebs, Mindy Kaling, used to write a blog - literally, Things I've Bought that I Love. Four hours of my life later, I had read each post and developed the biggest girl-crush ever. And decided that Mindy's taste is awesome, if a bit out of my price range. I found that I had actually Googled every item (minus pills and powders) to see if they were still available and what I'd have to sell of to obtain them. To date, I haven't purchased any of her recommendations, but I find myself shopping for cashmere throws and checking out London Sole flats at least once a week.

Also, I've re-read the posts on more than one occasion since that fateful day (apparently I have a lot of time on my hands) despite the fact that she essentially abandoned her blog in 2008. I'm secretly hoping that she'll change her mind and start up her blog again (I'm not going to say that my returning to my blog is in no way related to this). And now, time for online shopping for a $200 hoodie. Don't worry, I'll just browse ... for now.

I'm Back, Bitches!

I know, you've missed me terribly in the last two years. I was busy drinking; deal with it. But now I have thoughts to express, and I like some of the people on Facebook too much to just throw my crap on there to bombard people if they haven't chosen to come find me. So anyway, following a short week with minimal work effort, I've found myself seriously drained and in no mood to hit the mean streets of Newport. Post-holiday weeks really are the worst! Hence, Tosh.0 in bed with some wine and a cuddly cat. That came out way more pathetic than it was intended.

Life update: I stopped watching The Hills, moved to Costa Mesa, drank beers with one of the dudes from The League, started twittering (tweeting?), and was told by my doctor that I should wear heels less and responsible loafers with arch support more. Also, I decided to check out Big Brother and officially gave up on The Real World. I think this all means that I'm growing up. And if growing up involves taking large amounts of cash to Las Vegas, I'm totally on board.