Addy: The Rachel Redefined

I actually wouldn't mind getting pregnant right now...my parents would flip out. One is a Mexican Catholic and the other is a crazy Jew. Kyan does NOT want kids right now since he is only 20 and I guess I'm still too young too (23) and we arnt married yet. I guess I really wouldn't be upset if the condom broke tomorrow night or something. We were trying to figure out what percentage of what our lovechild would be...

Me: 1/4 irish, 1/2 mexican, 1/4 jewish
Kyan: 1/2 australian, 1/2 russian-jew

So we think he/she would be...
1/8 irish, 1/4 mexican, 3/8 jewish? or 1/8 i guess by blood, 1/4 australian and 1/4 russian.

The kid would clearly be a mut.
But a pretty mut!
I'm definitely getting rid of the whole hyphenated last name scene. I hate it.
It takes too long to write/type out and Keller is just so easy.
I already have names picked out (how sad am I right?)

girl name #1: Atianna-something spanishy
girl name #2: Scout-something simple, unique and to kill a mockingbird is one of my favorite books ever!
boy name #1: Ashley- after kyans father
boy name #2: Connor-i like the sound of connor keller

Kyan just looked over at what I typed and rolled his eyes, proclaiming, "Get a life, Addy."
Hey at least I'm prepared!

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"The latest rumor in Hollywood is that actress Jennifer Garner is pregnant with Ben Affleck's baby. Which means Affleck has finally had a successful release."
– Conan O'Brien

My two roomates Sascha and Rachel both watch American Idol constantly. The first few weeks of the competition I didn't pay any attention because I didn't really care who "America" picked to be their idol. IE, Who middle aged moms and prepubescent teeny bopper girls choose to represent the very best singer in all the land.

HOWEVER.

I did start watching 4 weeks ago. I must say I have gotten slightly addicted. I still vow never to actually spend two hours of my life calling in repeatedly to cast a vote for one of these schmucks on the show. But it is entertaining. For what it is.

This past Wednesday night I watched that ugly ass scowling Scott Savol get the boot. To which I applauded. Then Sascha reminds myself, my boyfriend, Rachel and her boyfriend that there will be directly following American Idol, a Paula Abdul sex scandal ABC Special. She could have just said "Sex Scandal. 10 p.m" and I would have been interested but a PAULA ABDUL ABC SPECIAL SEX SCANDAL?! gasp. I had to tune in. Anyway I was watching this kid make allegations about how much he loves Paula Abdul and how she coached him through the season before last's auditions. Yada Yada Yada.

Then it hit me.

I've seen this clown for years on T.V. Except. Wait a doggone minute...the clown I'M thinking of sports red hair. The clown I'm thinking of is a cartoon voiced by Kelsey Grammer. The clown I'm thinking of is none other than:



You guessed it kids.
SIDESHOW BOB.




A striking remsemblence don't you think? Take a closer look at Mr. Corey Clark's mad hot mugshot from three years ago:


What a sexy beast.
Long story short, that dude who claims he banged Paula Abdul looks like a Simpson's character.
the___rachel......OUT!

Fever Pitch is a really cute movie. Erik took me to see it last night before I had to go to work. Work is not really cute however. I hate where I work because I only work with dudes. I'm the only girl who bartends minus Sylvia who is a co-owner. Not only do I get hit on by drunken college boys but some of the sober guys that are supposed to be professional on the job and all that, have asked me out numerous times. I got so pissed that I called Erik on my break, woke him up and told him to come down and hang out just cause I was that sketched out. I'm thinking about quitting. But alas, I need the money to pay my father back for the house he bought me and for living expenses and of course....1. trips to Sugarloaf 2. my big trip to Tahiti with Kyan and Kenna. I'm keeping my eyes on the prize. Eyes on the prize. EYES ON THE PRIZE.

I'm not looking forward to work tonight. I have the 7pm to 5am shift and it sucks ass. Creepy downtown Portland college kids have been hitting on me and creepy roomates have come in attempting to get me to serve them free booze. Sorry kiddos. No dice.

I watched Ocean's 12 last night and fell asleep during the scene where Yin is trapped in the suitcase and it gets lost in transit to France or somewhere. (I was half asleep at the point where the location was disclosed) Anyway so I had this crazy dream that Erik shoved me in his backpack but of course I couldn't fit. My legs were hanging out of the zippers and I kept saying "Erik I can walk you don't have to carry me around like this." And he says "I have to carry you on my back so I know where you'll always be. I don't want you cheating on me." So we got into this monsterous fight while im riding in a backpack with the back of my head bouncing on the back of his. The funniest part was that people passing us by on the street didn't seem to notice that this 115 pound chick is stuffed in a bag having an argument with the dude carrying her. Crazy dreams. I woke up and rolled over and said to Erik that if he ever attempted to do that I would dump him in a heartbeat. He took his pillow and bashed me in the face. I love my boyfriend.

Now I'm going to attempt to rewatch that scene without laughing my ass off.

This is my first post. Wow! My friends are so proud. I know Kyan and Kenna are happy I've finally started one of these journals. I have nothing much to say as of late. I got a job at a bar across the bay. I live in Cape Eliz with Sasha and Rachel still. Erik and I are still together. Life is okay. :)