the day has finally come...

It brings me great pleasure to announce that I am now the proud owner of a fancy schmancy Macbook Pro!! YIPPEEEEE!!! My dream come true. I've been wanting one for-EVER!!

I made the purchase yesterday and was in such a heightened state of euphoria that I didn't even let the insane mobs at the Grove and all the anxiety-inducing Christmas festivities bother me. I was on a mission.

It's obnoxious how giddy I was. I was bopping around the Apple store squealing and dancing, spreading cheer and nausea everywhere. Yes, I realize that I'm always happy/dance-y perma-grin, but yesterday reached record-breaking heigh

ts. My cheeks have a hangover. I'm so happy I could burst!!

And she's so pretty and shiny. I love her. I can't even concentrate on work today - I just wanna be home with her (sniff, sniff).

So many fun things I get to do now!! iMovie, iPhoto, webcamming (rawrrrr!!), and endless, endless geeking out. This has been a long time coming, and now all is right in the world.

Ok really, I just wanted my own thermal pic.

(Ari and I mid-purchase. HOLLER!!!)

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B-B-B, B-B-B-B Go Bayside!!

Tivo is so damn smart. He knows exactly what my roommate and I want to watch, but would never think to seek out on our own. I don't know how our Tivo Suggestions list is so friggin amazing, but it's like he's inside our heads. He tapes all the best Felicity's, the classic and (at the time) controversial 90210's, Daily Show, and every episode of Seinfeld. Consequently, it also always records Wheel of Fortune, and I don't know what the f that's about.

I came home tonight, defiant to the thought of going out, and instead decided to see what Tivo had in store for us today. I looked over the suggestion list, a little surprised that my trusty Tivo decided to record an episode of Saved By the Bell. Alas, he always knows best cuz it just so happens that the Saved By the Bell episode Tivo recorded was only my favorite one ever: "All in the Mall". The one where the Bayside gang (minus Jesse in this episode) is trapped in the mall, forced to spend the night. I had ALWAYS wished that would happen to me!! I dreamt about it for the longest time when I was younger. I got the idea first from Mannequin though. The pioneer and frontunner of all the trapped-in-mall scenarios. And the debut of the future Samantha Jones J

In this particular episode, I'm totally distracted by 2 things: Kelly's heinous floral bicycle shorts with matching bra and jean jacket, and Slater's mullet perm. It just assaulted my retinas. A.C. Slater was just one of the 90's "heart throbs"-and I use that term loosely-sporting the jerri curl, perm mullet. Steve Sanders from 90210 was the other one. Blech. The visual just traumatized me.

This episode is a favorite no doubt, but of course the most brilliant scene in Bayside history is Jesse's Spano's spectacular breakdown after overdosing on caffeine pills. Which I love to re-enact every once in a while, I'm not gonna lie. "I'm sooooooooo excited, I'm sooooooo excited. I'm soooooo (dramatic pause, then panting) SCARED!!!!" (Sidenote: is it sad that I still know the words to the song that the girls were set to perform in that episode? With the super cool-using that term loosely also-video of them working out on the trampolines?)

My favorite thing about Saved by the Bell I have to say, was definitely the music. It sounded like stuff I'd play on my mini casio keyboard....if anyone would have bothered to buy me one. No lyrics, just pure cheesed out synthesizer. And when they would have school dances or one of their numerous dance contests and they had to bust out to the tunes, it was sheer brilliance.

That show was severely low-budge and fabulous.

The best prop of the show? No contest. Hands down the Zach Morris cell phone. It has gone down in infamy. At the time, coolest most futuristic thing ever. Now, the highest of high comedy.

Speaking of Mario Lopez, i feel compelled to mention his devastating blow last night. It's no news that he lost the Dancing with the Stars Finale. I will admit that he got better looking with age, and got a much needed straight perm or something. Despite my Bayside loyalties however, I did not vote for him because he's so damn cocky. And mainly because the ONLY show I call in to vote for is So You Think You Can Dance. (Travis, you were robbed!!)

Even though I didn't watch the series, I'm secretly happy Emmett one. He's simply adorable. My mother would shoot me for even uttering these words considering she has flooded the phone lines and abc.com's message boards in her "vote for Mario" campaign. And she means business. (If you think I'm kidding, go check out the message boards, and you'll see her all over that board. I hang my head in shame.) My mother has been harassing Marisa, me and everyone, ordering us to call 5 times from our cell phones, 5 times from our home phones, and to register online. There have been mass e-mails, harassing phone calls, threats…it's not pretty. I think she feels like she's leading some significant Latino mission, but really she just needs to get a life. Bless her little Hispanic (ish) heart.

I went on a terrible tangent, but all I wanted to say is Tivo rules……and Mario is a total douche.

Ian Ziering is pretty douche-y too.

p.s. speaking of cheesy shows from the early 90's, am I the ONLY one who watched Out of this World? With Evie who could freeze time? How come no one else watched that?! Didn't everyone want to be able to freeze time? To this day, I still pick that as my superpower of choice. I don't care what you say. Flying and being invisible is NOT as cool. (Hiro Nakamura beats the Petrelli brothers fo sho)

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Best Night Ever!! (TMZ & Pink Is the New Blog)

1995 (ish), Orange County California:

I was cruising the grocery aisle with my sister in OC, when I stumbled upon my first real celebrity encounter. We had known that Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman had just bought a house in town (Coto de Caza) and frequented this particular grocery store. How cool would that be to run into him?! (mind you, this was back when it was still acceptable to like him) As I was nearing my way to the check out counter, I stopped in my tracks and shrieked. I was so excited and couldn't breathe. I grabbed my sister and completely freaked out.

Monica: WHAT?! What the hell is wrong with you?

Me: OMG, do you see who that is?! OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!! I can't breathe!! I have to get his autograph!! I'm getting my camera out!! (funsaver – it was the 90's).

Monica: OK, calm down. Relax!! I can't see! Is it Tom Cruise???

Me: NO!! IT'S LARRY H. PARKER!!!

Yes, Larry H. Parker. You know, that lawyer who got that other guy 2.1 million? If you grew up in Southern California, you saw his cheesy commercials every day. Yeah, well, I was beside myself after running into him. Shaking, sweating, blushing, almost in seizures asking to take pictures. He was mighty flattered. Or terrified. I couldn't tell.

And so begins my affinity for obscure celebrities.

Now when you live in LA, you can pretty much count on a couple of things: being blessed with amazing weather (in the 80's this week!!), having at least one friend who's a struggling actor, and another who's an even more struggling writer, being stuck in traffic for an hour to go 6 miles, seeing more fake boobs and plastic surgery in one day than a Dr. 90210 marathon, and you are absolutely bound to run into a celebrity.

Case in point, last night. Koi. My sister, Marisa, Deanne and I were celebrating a belated birthday dinner for Marisa, and just happened to be sitting next to Kelly Clarkson, with Nick Lachey, Vanessa Manillo, Drew Lachey, and entourage at the table behind us. Not entirely uncommon.

My buddy Dan (Steve) was having his TMZ party next door (the TMZ anniversary party), so Marisa and I thought we'd swing by and crash.

Best time ever. EVER!!!

As soon as we got there, we hit up the open bar. Before I could even sip my drink, I almost fell to my knees. There standing before me was Trent. From pinkisthenewblog. LOVE him!! Ok, I vowed that when he moved to LA, that I would run into him at the Abbey and be his friend. I have made the same proclamation about Nick Verreos from Project Runway. Abbey, then bff's.

So I go over to talk to him, and he is too fabulous for words!! Trent is even cuter and more dope in person. We talked about NY and LA, and his move, and the Abbey J And he was so awesome. So friendly and happy to talk to us. We just chilled chattin it up, and he was so amazing. Marisa brought up how her clothing line Local God was featured on the website, and he remembered. Free goodies for him now!! We took pictures, I told him I'd see him at the Abbey, and we were off to dance our asses off.

But lo and behold, at that moment my other favorite gay crossed the dancefloor. Nick Verreos!! SHUT UP!! The other one I vowed I'd run into at the Abbey and make my friend. Ok, Nick is so f-ing cute, it's retarded. He was sooooooooooo adorable, and flattered that we loved him so much. And he loved us. We were obsessed with him, and naturally, he was totally obsessed with us. We just sat there gushing over each other. He's so lovely and sweet, and just a doll!! He told us we were fabulous, stole our heart, ogled over the Abbey with me, took a pic and we kissed goodbye.

Sigh. I met my two favorite gays. And I love them even more now.

After the sheer glee from hangin with the boys, we high tailed it to the dance floor and boogied til the end of the night. Then the rest gets a little hazy. (on account of the open bar)

Something about more drinks…

Then something about a photobooth

I pocketed an unopened bottle of vodka

Apparently I made a TMZ video

Sitting on a curb eating Tommy's from a truck

Then rescuing my keys from…errr trouble with my abandoned car I think….regardless, that night was the illest!!

Celebrities. We see them everywhere. And every day. At the grocery store, driving, at the gym, restaurants and bars, we dance with them at clubs, and even see them at work. I have had my fair share of celebrity run-ins. Visited a Justin Timberlake video shoot, worked for Britney on her video, Jamie Foxx kidnapped me and took me to his house, hung out with the Backstreet Boys, partied at Rick James house, made out with Will Forte and Ethan Embry (sigh), partied with the Hiltons, got accosted by Wanda Sykes, been personally invited to Leonardo Dicaprio's private villa in Vegas ….just to name a few. But nothing, I repeat NOTHING compares to meeting a Project Runway alumn, sheistery local lawyer, fabulous blogger, or D-lister in my book. Those are the real deal, yo.

Our pics showed up on both pinkisthenewblog and TMZ.com. check it out:

http://www.pinkisthenewblog.com/

http://www.tmz.com/photos/tmz-anniversary-party/86675/

Nick Lachey, Vanessa Manillo to the left of us, Kelly Clarkson to the right.

Crashing the TMZ party

Trent is the new FABULOUS!!!

DO-OPE

I heart Nick the most!!

Can you guess where i stashed the stolen bottle of Vodka?!

unisex bathroom. and consequently, an appropriate location for picture taking.

Marisa: best friend, roommate, fashionista extraordinaire, co-carouser, and creator of Local God. www.localgod.biz

just cuz i love her...

we weren't even invited, and yet we're on TMZ.com and in a video!!

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