Emmy, schmemmy.

I hate The Emmys. Hell, I hate any award show longer than half an hour. I don't know why. Possibly it's the overdrawn speeches about God and publicists, the seemingly non-stop Pre-Pre-Pre What Did Patrick Dempsy Eat for Lunch?! shows, the lame jokes people crack in their speeches and the subsequent forced laughs that follow, or even just the aura of Hollywood stank.

Ironically, I'm watching them as I type this. Why, you may ask, am I watching them? Well, primarily, two reasons: Conan O'Brien is hosting and The Office is nominated. So, I have decided to subject myself this year to THREE HOURS of what amounts to people receiving shiny objects and feigning smiles. Well, that, and the fact that I need something to write about.

Here are my thoughts on the nominiees:

Outstanding Comedy Series
Who do I want to win? Easy, The Office.
Who will win? Some crap like Two and a Half Men. I hate that show. Although, I wouldn't mind any of the other nominees winning.
Winner: The Office!!!! Awesome.

Outstanding Lead Actor In A Comedy Series
Who do I want to win? I'm just going to put it out there again: Steve Carell (that man has my respect forever)
More realistically, Larry David will win and I'm fine with that.
Winner: The dude who plays Monk

Outstanding Drama Series
Who do I want to win? I really didn't watch any of these shows this season. So, I don't know.
Who will win? Probably 24 or Grey's Anatomy. Those are the only drama shows they pretty much talked about this season.
Winner: 24; I guessed right.

Outstanding Writing For A Comedy Series
Who do I want to win? Well, based on my previous comments in this area: The Office
Who will win? As I typed this, the winner was giving his speech. The winner is My Name is Earl. Funny show, I'm content.

Outstanding Writing For A Drama Series
Who do I want to win? Again, I didn't really watch any of the nominees.
Who will win? Probably either of the Grey's Anatomy episodes (they're nominated twice) or The Sopranos. Definitely not Lost, I haven't heard good things.
Winner:The Sopranos.

Outstanding Reality-Competition Program
Who do I want to win? Project Runway
Who will win? American Idol. Ugh.
Winner:The Amazing Race

Outstanding Variety, Music Or Comedy Series
The Daily Show won. That answers both questions.

Oh, to the academy, how is Outstanding Guest Star a category? I mean what the hell? Anyways, I'll update later with the winners. 'Till then, I will waste my life watching close-ups of assorted celebrities clapping. Hey, it's already been an hour and I'm entertained.

Career Day

This week has been a dull and tedious one. It was basically the adroit repetitiveness one would expect from a normal week of, well, nothing. I can't say that I hated this week, because I did not, nor can I say anything unusually quirky happened, because it did not- with the exception of maybe Friday. I did, however, read and finish the book Running with Scissors (it's a great, funny book and I would advise you kiddies to read it). For some reason, this book got me thinking (don't ask why) about my life once I'm done with high school. I know, I'm only 15-16, and I still have long time ahead of me, but I just wondered what should I do with my life? At the moment, I have pretty much no idea of what to do once I graduate from college, and inevitably make it with a career- not a job- to become successful.

It all seemed simple when I was younger. Some one would ask me, "What do you want to do when you grow up, Josh?" I would then promptly answer at age 6, "A dinosaur digger!" at age 8, "An astronaut!" at age 13, "I want to be a forensic pathologist!" (such a contrast from dinosaur digger and astronaut). Well, now that my dinosaur, astronaut, and somewhat morbid fascination phase is over, I am left pondering what to continue in life so that I can be not only happy, but fulfilled with my success.

Now, the elusive "success". When one thinks of this platonic idea, they envision golden mansions, perpetual money, designer clothes, and half naked Italian pool boys. Yet, as I have grown older, and the delusions of grandeur that every kid has-- ask any kid what they want to be when they grow up, they will answer, "rich," or "driving a stretch limo" -- have disintegrated away, "success" has become something entirely different. Of course, I would love to have Oprah kiss my ass for money, but I now know this is entirely impossible. Success has evolved into an aspiration less of money and "big pimpin'" to a dream of sound content with my life and my life's path. Yet, at this point in my life, I do not know what or even where my life and life's path will be. I had no idea of what to do. I honestly have no passion for a subject which I could in turn, turn into a career of which I love. Obviously, I am not a passionate person.

In school they give you those stupid What should you do? type surveys. I usually stare at the blank piece of paper until I decide to lie. When it asks, "Describe yourself," I usually put something along the lines of I'm creative, intelligent, I like to read, I like to travel, ... did I say creative? I don't really think any of those really accurately describe me. It is my belief that one cannot accurately describe themselves. You know what I mean? Like, when you're about to leave the house to do something, and you see yourself in the mirror when you get that one "hot angle," you think to yourself Holy Crap! You, sir, are a hottie! I would do you, rawr! Then, after you leave the house, you see yourself in a shiny window or something and are shocked at how different you look. That's how I feel when describing my interests. Sure, I like to read and write; but I can't seem to grasp or understand how I can turn this into a viable career. I don't earnestly think I'm particularly good at these things (I think it's my over-zealous use of punctuation) or that I am any better than the other large number of people who enjoy English.

Hence, this is why I can't seem to decide on any career that would not only interests me but to also fulfill me. All I know at this point is that I want to get out of this stupid town and do something bigger, greater, and more me. Who knows, maybe one day I'll find my Barbie Dream House and, what the hell, maybe a Ken to go in my Malibu convertible.

My heels are in my man-bag

Okay, first I apologize for not updating (I doubt anybody cares). I've been busy this week- sort of. So now, alas, I am posting.

So, anyways,

This week I’ve seen a bunch of people whom I haven’t seen in a while. That’s good. Well, I’ve been getting the comment, “Oh! You look so ‘homofabulous’!” a lot recently. First I laughed, I mean, I guess it’s a compliment. Well, by the fourth time I heard that, I began wondering. Have I put myself in a rut by just being “that gay guy”? I’d like to think that people’s first impression of me consists of more than being flamboyantly queeny. No, I’m not saying that I’m ashamed of being gay- I’m quite proud; I just don’t want to be solely known for being the token homo. Of course, maybe I’m just overreacting a bit. But, like I said, I would just like to be assured in knowing that people think more of me than the dude who prances around giving fabulous makeovers.

Time to kill. Die, Time, die.

I can't wait for the Fall Semester to start. I really need get out of the house. For my sanity, for my cleanliness, for a world that needs Josh (I kid). It seems my entire day has resorted to the following:

Wake up at 9:00-9:30ish
Roll out of bed, watch Regis and Kelly
Eat breakfast- usually oatmeal.
Watch an hour of Will and Grace
Spend the hours between 11:00 through 1:00 reading, surfing the inter-web, etc.
Eat Lunch
Watch Globe Trekker
Pass the time from 3:00 to 9:00 watching TV, reading, pondering, curing cancer ... , etc.
Another hour of Will and Grace
Sleep at 11:00 (unless it's a Wednesday, Thursday, or weekend)

I'm really not sure what's worse, the fact I can list my day-to-day activities or the fact that I do nothing. Added to this (or, aptly said because of this) I have not posted in around two weeks. Sorry. Although, I must say the only one who seems to have commented my blog since my last post was from Anonymous (it's the last comment. I would advise you not to click the link "Anonymous" left. Viruses and such). This person, Anonymous, apparently wants me to look at vacation homes.

Anyways, I promise I will update as soon as I find anything interesting to blog about.

P.S. I am totally watching the Teen Choice awards for one sole reason: I hear Kevin Federline is preforming. Hi-Larious. I can't wait.