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| I hope the determined lady behind Rob isn't a FOAMER! (I think she might be!) |
So quiet.
Good.
Bad.
Kinda boring.
I got a bit of shit about my epic date...
(bit of shit... I like it)
Not that I couldn't see where it was going.
As soon as you write about a specific time/date
People really want to attach something big to it.
I wrote a date.
I said Epic.
And it went from there.
I never said it was an epic Rob/Kristen date.
But...
That's what ended up being talked about.
Engagement announcement.
Wedding date.
It was a fascinating study on Newton's Law.
It was the quote I put in the beginning of yesterdays post.
"To every action there is always an equal and opposite reaction."
Ain't that the truth?
I am a big fan of reaction.
(You may or may not have guessed that reading my blog)
I love watching how people react to rumors...
or even just everyday news.
The reaction is always more interesting than the action.
Was I being cryptic?
Most definitely.
I tend to do that with the "this post was brought to you by" part.
Sometimes I take a dig at someone who annoyed me.
Sometimes I give a shout out to someone I care about.
I don't usually name names...
And I rarely give details.
But if I'm doing any poking and pushing...
You can guarantee it will be for the Foamers benefit.
Which in turn gives me a reaction.
Which brings us back to the beginning.
See how that works?
:)
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| I don't know why... but Rob and Tom make me smile. |
So.
What do we think is going on for Christmas?
Let's think about it.
Rob and Kristen head over to London.
Simple.
Do they go together?
Will Rob go over first and will Kristen follow after the 25th?
Or will they travel together?
Last year we didn't know Kristen was there until the
picture with the little girl came out.
Is that why they travel separately?
It's easier and less of a hassle to travel apart.
Will we see more pictures of Rob/Kristen/Tom in IOW?
Who knows.
I would be guessing Mr. Sturridge is going home for Christmas as well.
Tome is where the heart is, after all.
What happens (Not IF) WHEN Rob and Kristen are spotted
together sometime over the holidays in the UK?
Will Foam be spewed everywhere?
Will the classic excuses be thrown out there again?
"I go to London with male friends for the holidays ALL the time!"
"It doesn't mean anything if Tom is there."
"Kristen has no friends, Rob just feels sorry for her"
"PR! PR! If they show up together its PR!"
You know the drill.
Same tired excuses that we have heard for years now.
Yet.
Robert and Kristen continue to be together.
Again.
I look forward to the REACTIONS.
;)
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| MY GOD SHE IS GORGEOUS. |
I just found this picture on Google.
JFC.
Kristen is beyond beautiful.
BEYOND.
I don't really have anything to add to that.
Well.. maybe one or two other things.
I love Kristen Stewart.
I do.
And no, she doesn't need me to defend her.
I'm sure she doesn't give a shit.
But I'm going to anyway.
Because I want to.
And because I adore Robert Pattinson
who so very obviously adores Kristen
I just want them to be happy.
And I think they are.
Think about how happy they will be in London for the Holidays.
Together.
As always.
This post is brought to you by the letter *T*
I miss my Tome.
I'm feeling a bit Tome-sick...
Bye for now.
♥♥♥
233 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 201 – 233 of 233@Bren
Yes, you wouldn't like anything that slowed you down when writing your delayed, but charming responses, would you? I mean, even G. who lurks (is she/he working tonight?) would not prevent you from conversing after cyberfishing, right?
Actually, I was checking out the pics at RA, I just go from page to page amazed at the pics that I have never ever seen b4...how cool is that...
What did you do today?
@Bren
RA pics are the best and I even read the very detailed comments questioning the most minute details of R/K lives as I find it relaxes me. What better way to drift away from reality by supposing other people's actions, emotions, thoughts, words and deeds?
It is better than deciding what to do in my own life, isn't it Bren?
Oh, before I get too drunk or forget to post this:
Rob & Kristen, did you know that I am an exceptional massage therapist who is available for you here in Chicago, if you visit or wherever, if I do?
12 years of expertise, and countless kudos from clients, state that I was the best that ever lived or lives, so you must experience that kind of massage, from me!
Call me. Rose will have my phone number if she asks me.
No one else try to reach me please, for I am retired, except for Rob & Kristen, of course.
Like Picasso, I create but don't sell myself, cause I don't have to, others do, cause I am the Master.
@Bren
Did you know that we have a new page here on Roseland or have you again gone AWOL to other sites, when Dreamer has the answers you must seek?
Stop the presses at US magazine, for I realized that I am not Picasso, no, not I.
I do not sell myself for no one is interested, and that is a fact.
Since I've attracted my sweet Cute Bug's dreaming eyes, (hey, LJ/Eliza) it is not necessary to sell anything but what one sees.
Eliza, did you mean chuckling about my dreams of ex-liars or what I said about Syd, who is having such a hard time, not commenting on my comments about him?
You and I could cajole him, I know.
Earlier I told Bren that I had some funny stories to tell. After a few cocktails, they are even funnier, to me but maybe not so much to you, my beloved and much appreciated Lurkers (not Bren, Gwen or Birdie).
But reality knocks and I must have some votes for me to tell those kind of late night stories without offending myself, like you must be real, for me to do so.
Write a comment, short and sweet, Lurkers, and Dreamer will spill.
I've gotta share what happened today...
First of all I have to go back one year...my sister put together a wreath for Christmas, which consisted of nothing but separately wrapped little boxes that looked like little gifts...I loved it.....soooo, I made one, but I made big wreath, and wrapped all the different size boxes in different color foil paper..It was so colorful and very pretty. I hung it on top of the staircase...( I do have to mention the wreath is beautiful, but is a headache to make)
When the friends saw it, they loved it....anyway today we had our reg football Sunday, it was at Steve and Kim's
Now, I have to mention Kim makes the most beautiful and delicious xmas cookies...she is totally creative...
Long story, short....
She offered me a deal she will make all my Christmas cookies, if I will make a wreath for her...
Is that a deal or what?
I hope your panties aren't in a knot...took me a while to type this...I had a certain man asking ?'s....I don't know who he was , some stranger..LOL
This is not that funny but full of insight and chagrin for lurkers and humans that lurk.
My brother G. went to see the concert of 10 a cappella tenors (gives me shivers) called something without something, or something with something, on Saturday.
He did go with the wife and bff & wife but they are not "little" folks but "fluffy"ones and the seats in the Chicago theater have not be changed from the 1920's style.
In the twenties people were smaller since they walked more and ate less (can you believe that?).
So, the seats were tight and they weren't since no cocktails had been had.
(To be continued, must check to see if Bren is present)
LOL, Picasso....
I have my built in massager in Matt, poor guy, I do believe he does have any fingerprints to call his own....from all his years of service to my shoulders...
@Bren
That must be some fake, foil wrapped little presents, you made, for the wreath, which is hung on the staircase, this year and last!
Is that a deal, no, I don't think so.
You said yesterday that you are lazy and I don't think that your friend should encourage such laziness in you by making you cookies in exchange for a wreath.
Give her your wreath, or make your own damn cookies.
Simple, like Jacques Costeau in the underwater exploration of the vast oceans, would have agreed.
No! The wreath takes too long and you are too lazy. Don't lie to yourself, friend.
Matt does not have fingerprints...
Oh dear, I started making mistakes already...
@Bren
Did Syd send you an email asking about me, and my in a knot panties? Is he that certain man that you don't know, but suspect?
WOW...I've gotta show your post to R....
He actually thinks I run myself ragged, he has no idea, I'm lazy...LOL
I can't hang too late, I want to hit the gym in the morning...I feel guilty after all the eating today..
@Bren
I don't think that you are lazy, you do and so you said yesterday.
If you don't mean what you say, then by all means, show R. what I said, and continue to not believe what you, yourself said, in other words, a bit of little lying, never hurt those who think you run yourself ragged, even though you know you are lazy. Dazzle the man without facts to back it!
ITA, with those actions.
I told you I was lazy yesterday?...
I didn't talk to you yesterday..LOL
Tell me lady, did you get snow again today?
Forgot to ask you, why is micro popcorn going to kill you?
@Bren
You of little belief...you said you were lazy and now I will have to go back in comments to prove your own words to you. That is very selfish and demanding, cause you don't believe you are what you told me.
Anyway, so trite, that we must talk about the weather? Fine, no more snow today, as I looked out of the windows and there isn't any more than there was. Very accurate to do so.
Finish your story about the Chicago theatre, and the tiny little seats, it was fascinating..
Reminds me of an old movie theatre we have in town..they still use it for plays and such...R and I went there to see The Nutcracker a few years ago.
@Bren
Must you question everything? Must you doubt my good friend Joy who is 78 years young and fun, when she assures me that Dr. Oz said it will kill us.
Tonight as Joy and I talked, we posed questions of how we would like to die. I played God and told her that she could choose either lung cancer (she smokes) or microwave popcorn, and even portable phone brain tumors, as her right of passage. She said that she would rather drink herself into heaven, and I agree but that was not one of the choices.
So, we were at an impasse, just like Bella and Edward on changing her or not. Joy won't change and I didn't have to choose as I stymied her with my choices for her.
She says Dr. Oz knows and he also said that I need to drink 5 cups of coffee and 3-4 glasses of wine a day to be healthy. He is the Man.
@Bren
Good to go and the story I started but who was the man, first?
I think I just became a fan of Dr. Oz...
The man was Robert, who else would be asking me questions at 2 in the morning?? you are one sillybilly...
@Bren
Off you go, as usual and I am not mad because I have a story to finish with or without Bren and her little Nutcracker, local theatre reference.
My brother had to hold several heavy winter coats in his lap for 2 hours (there was a long line at the coat check and they were late to the show). That was only the middle part of his enjoying the evening.
He rode with the buds but parking was terrible (don't know why, maybe it was costly) and the theatre was old (restored to original renowned state). Really, he was very hungry and dinner was later.
Afterward, they went to Joe's, a Lettuce Entertain You chain restaurant where steaks are prime, aged and $50 to $70 dollars each.
The prices were not a problem for any of them and the meals were outstanding, it was the crowded restaurant, where people were jammed into each other, tables very close and the overall downtown dining scene that my bro. disliked.
I saw where he was going with this story, as he doesn't want me to live in downtown Chicago.
He reminded me that there were people lurking in the alleyways, that were high and flighty, as they saw when they were cutting through the alleys.
He must love me to worry that I will be killed in an alley, that is brightly lighted but it could be so. However, single women walking alone, like me, don't cut through alleys, if they want to live.
The funny but not couth part was his way of dealing with the folks who pressed their bodies close to him, while passing between tables.
It was a real thrill for him to produce a fart then, and watch the passersby flinch and rush away. Good defense or offense, my dearest brother?
Wish I didn't know you did that, but since I do, the whole world will too. We are so proud to be related and not at all too proud to blast a good one on someone.
LOl, that was hilarious....gotta feel sorry for him though, what a trip....I hate crowds myself....
Lady, I am having problems staying awake, I best close up shop for tonight....
Will meet up with you tomorrow night, deal?
@Bren
It will be a pleasure and delight, whatever time or day.
Sleep like a baby but don't wet the bed.
((Smooches))
I'll really try to control that tonight...LOL...
Later.
Brother, Can You Spare A Dime?
Dr. John & Odetta wonder/listen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3KoJj4dz2I
They used to tell me
I was building a dream,
and so I followed the mob,
When there was earth to plow,
or guns to bear,
I was always there right on the job.
They used to tell me
I was building a dream,
with peace and glory ahead,
Why should I be standing in line,
just waiting for bread?
Once I built a railroad,
I made it run,
made it race against time.
Once I built a railroad;
now it's done.
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a tower,
up to the sun, brick,
and rivet, and lime
Once I built a tower,
now it's done.
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits,
Gee, we looked swell,
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
Half a million boots went
slogging through Hell,
And I was the kid with the drum!
Say, don't you remember,
they called me Al;
it was Al all the time.
Why don't you remember,
I'm your pal?
Buddy, can you spare a dime?
Thank you/Thespadecaller
Higher Love
Whitney Houston thrills/listen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRDezqZGilo&feature=watch_response
Think about it,
There must be higher love
Down in the heart
or hidden in the stars above
Without it,
life is wasting time
Look inside your heart
and I'll look inside mine
Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world,
what is fair?
We walk blind
and we try to see
Falling behind
in what could be
Bring me a higher love
Where's that higher love
I keep thinking of?
Worlds are turning
and we're just hanging on
Facing our fears
and standing out there alone
Yearning, and it's real to me
There must be someone who's feeling for me
Bring me a higher love
I could rise above
on a higher love
I will wait for it
I'm not too late for it
Until then, I sing my song
Too cheer the night along
Bring me a higher love.
(1990)
Thank you/Mariahrocks0716
They Call It Stormy Monday
(But Tuesday's Just As Bad)
T-Bone Walker call it right/listen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVR8lg1YLuc&feature=related
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad
Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me
Thank you/poosieng
Dreamer has said all that she can and posted all of the songs she has to post-for now.
Warp speed exploring lures her out into the universe.
Be warm, on this stormy Monday of Christmastime 2010.
REPOSTED FOR CONTENTMENT
@Bren
It is amazing how little I need company.
When I've had a little of something to drink, I can talk about others, while alone.
You may feel free to do, whatever you must tonight, as I wouldn't dream of you doing other than that.
Gyms are the perfect place to bring guilt and to rock it away.
I mean rock it away from you and bring it on to others.
Those that do not go to gyms may pick up the guilt and eat it for your comfort. But you'll have to meet us somewhere else.
You said you would not go to the football party, and then did. You must have eaten the smoked brisket. So, you are feeling guilty.
Blame S. who did the smoking, and tell him to meet you at the gym, and rock the guilt away to him.
Good Monday morning Roseland!
Another manic Monday.
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