June 1st, 2005, 12:02 a.m. - Why am I covering this show again?
"In the Mood for Love. Or Not"
11:49 p.m. - Dear MTV...
...Please release some episodes of True Life on DVD to feed my hopeless addiction. I promise I'll buy the DVD instead of renting it.
June 2nd, 2005, 11:21 p.m. - Stop the madness!
Baby name time:
Denise Richards had a daughter, Lola. That brings the total of Hollywood babies named Lola to 2,347,783.
George Stephanopoulos and Ali Wentworth had a daughter named Harper. They have another daughter, Elliot. STOP GIVING YOUR DAUGHTERS BOYS' NAMES. I don't care if the new one is named after Harper Lee. Enough.
June 8th, 2005, 10:26 p.m. - Oops, late
Someone yell at me and tell me to post more.
June 10th, 2005, 10:45 p.m. - Hee hee hee
I love the Internet, don't you?
June 14th, 2005, 7:52 p.m. - Dear Katie Holmes...
Run. Run now. He has you in his little scientology tenticles and he'll never let you go. There's still hope for you, Joey Potter. You're young. Go hang out with Brad Pitt.
June 15th, 2005, 9:33 p.m. - Buh-bye, Brit Brit
"You Say Wedding, I Say Clip Show" - a reader suggested that I should have given my opinions as "Jennterviews." I'm so mad I didn't think of that.
June 20th, 2005, 6:35 p.m. - Oh, dear
Starting this week, I'm covering The Real World: Austin for RNO. Yay, I get to spend the summer recapping annoying, spoiled 20-somethings!
June 21st, 2005, 1:52 p.m. - Like I said
June 22nd, 2005, 9:05 p.m. - More!
June 24th, 2005, 8:12 p.m. - Do this
June 25th, 2005, 6:53 p.m. - DUDE
Thanks to my gig at RNO, I've talked to a few semi-famous people. The guy who won The Next Great Champion. The father of the woman on The $25 Million Dollar Hoax. Everyone on Wickedly Perfect, including a couple of non-work-related conversations with the guy who came in second, Mitch. And now, I've gotten an e-mail from Mark Oppenheimer, the author of the book I'm reading, 13 and a Day. He stumbled across my site and wrote me a nice e-mail thanking me for reading his book and telling me that he used to love Alias, which is awesome. I am now reduced to a Hurley-like lump that can only say, "Dude. DUDE."
June 26th, 2005, 7:09 p.m. - Dear...
Dear any site other than RNO that has posted any of my articles: Stop it. I just spent 20 minutes googling "Kevterview" in order to find you, and I didn't enjoy it. You don't have permission, I don't want to be affiliated with you, and if I have to sic my editor on you, I will.
Dear Tom Cruise: Stop it. Stop everything you're doing. You're creepy, you're annoying, and you're embarrassing yourself and everyone around you. Your kids are probably hiding in the corner, waiting until you shut up, which you probably never will. Also, please release Jason Dohring from your clutches, because he deserves better.
Dear "Fergie" of the Black Eyed Peas: You're white. Also, we all know you're the chick from Kids Incorporated. You're not fooling anyone. Kudos on nabbing Josh Duhamel, though.
Dear people who talk on their cell phones while driving: You're idiots, and if you ever hit my car, I'm getting as much money from you as I can, because you're stupid.
Dear Michael Vartan: If you happen to start googling yourself like Mark Oppenheimer, feel free to drop me an e-mail.
7:33 p.m. - P.S.
Hey, look! Look what's on every page of RNO! "All content on this site is copyrighted by the individual authors and may not be reproduced without permission." That's a disclaimer, fools!
June 29th, 2005, 6:30 p.m. - More whiny 20-somethings
