AND THIS MAKES IT ALL THE BETTER:



I LOVE THIS.

So I bought Britney's new album, and although it's not as good as Blackout, it's still DYNAMITE. And my friend just forwarded me to her new (and full) video for CIRCUS, and she is most definitely on her A game again. She looks amazing with her platinum blonde hair at shoulder length and her dancing is slowly getting lubed up. And I love her crazy looks at the end of the song near the climax.

AND I'm buying tickets to her show tomorrow with Jenn for the March 18th show in Toronto! I hope I can get some/I'm so EXCITED. I've never been to her concerts before (gasp), but I'm finally old enough to have a credit card and do whatever the hell I want without guilt, and finally all the Britney hate is gone and I can go with friends now. I'm so damn excited.

One thing I'm worried is that she might crack again. I haven't watched the documentary but, dang, I heard she got deep sometimes and how it got kind of heart-wrenching to watch some scenes. And when I saw this, I couldn't help but feel as if she's just reading off some script, singing and dancing through orders and living a life she tried so desperately to discard just last year:



I mean, she looks amazing. But she seems so "I'm going to say this as fast as I can to get this over with and to not screw up". I don't know, I hope she's on her way to being comfortable in her own skin again.

...is Jay's lesson to all of his fans when he was crying during one song he was singing because it was about his ex. And he was so genuine and funny and amazing. He sounded exactly like he does on record and I could not believe my ears. It was unreal.



And total!sex!photo!:

( You're a tease, you're a cockblocker, you're a loud-mouth bitch and a big talker. )

Okay, I know I've been harping about how plastic perfect Adam man van Koeverdan is, but it seems he isn't.

“I don’t know. I just didn’t have it. It’s a hell of a time not to have it,” the dejected athlete said following his competition Friday at the Beijing Olympics. “That’s the worst 1,000 [metres] I have put together in years. I was a spectator.”

Then he looked at the television camera recording the interview and addressed viewers. “I’m sorry,” he said, beads of sweat dripping from his face. “I’m really sorry.”

Van Koeverden had not just fallen short of the medal podium in the K-1 1000. He had fallen apart.

So, there is the curse that whoever is the flag-bearer of Canada always loses spectacularly at the Games. I was hoping it wouldn't happen with the perfection of van Koeverdan, but damn, apparently during the interview he was close to tears. My heart always breaks when I see disappointments like these: with that American hurdler who was in the lead than fell, with Liu Xiang and now this. Wow.

Let's hope he wins the K-500 event tomorrow, his specialty. If not, I'm going to be depressed for him. But if there is one good thing that came from this, it may be the puppy face shots they had of him after:





Yep, still (near) perfect. Prayin' ferr ya, buddy.

So my friend and I were discussing the Olympics and have decided that Adam van Koeverden is just too plastic perfect. Seriously, how good would you feel about yourself if you ended up in a relationship with a body like this, that's earned Olympic Gold medals (and hopefully one more tomorrow!) and is also a doctor? Nervous breakdown, totally.

But I was watching the Men's 200M event today when Jared Connaughton of P.E.I. came up, and I was like "OMGWHODAT?" So the broadcaster goes on about how Jared is such a talent, and how he's so determined and how even though he resides in Arlington, Texas now, he's still representing Canada.

So I looked him up, and he's also an alumnus of UTA. And there's even a UTA video of him training at their facilities. OMG, likespring, what if you've seen him around before?! Either way, you know what to do (it involves handcuffs and FedExing him to Canada.)

The 31-year-old [Adam van Koeverden] is a genuinely nice guy, a medical doctor who hopes to work in trauma medicine. He joined Right To Play last year after learning about the athletes' humanitarian organization when van Koeverden splashed its logo all over the boat.

I know you, my lovely f-list, have already wished me happy birthday and thanks so much, but do you really, really, really, think we can pull off kidnapping him for my birthday?! I mean he's a damn doctor, so if we hurt him, no big deal.

When he’s not training in Florida, he resides in Oakville

Get on it, quinatorte! And I live like an hour away from Oakville. FATE.



I think he might be the entire package: Canadian, a doctor and a jock.

I went to the downtown campus today and holed myself up in the beautiful Gerstein Library and actually got all my studying done. That, however, did not mean I learned anything -- I got 67% on the online practice quiz. And shit, the exam's tomorrow.

My eyes are not getting any better, but they aren't getting any worse. I can't wear contacts and my glasses aren't strong enough so I'm so blind at the moment. I hope this doesn't interfere with my exam. And I hope my anthropology prof -- the one resembling Johnny Knoxville -- is back from his excavation in the Middle East all tanned and cocky. I need some sunshine in my life.

And I'm so torn over the Beijing Olympics. I'm proud to be Chinese, sure, but not exactly proud that my home city of Hong Kong still isn't being granted democracy despite being promised so during the British handover in 1997. Nor am I impressed with the legions of mainland Chinese that don't seem to remember all the horrible things that the current Communist regime has done and continues to do. The Tiananmen Square massacre happened in the same place the Olympics are now being held. Tibet was raped royally in the Spring. Darfur is worsening because of China's meddling. And the Chinese people expect us to be proud of what this regime has brought us? An opening ceremony certainly won't change my thoughts on Communist China. Or as The Globe and Mail put it: "China put on a hell of a show; It helped that democracy didn't get in the way."

Please, world, do not fall for China's charms. My homeland is still a cesspool of Orweillian surveillance, corruption, poverty and smog. The opening ceremonies, and the Beijing Olympics, are not the real China. That isn't even China.

But gotta love my preferred country Canada for good taste. Look at our flag-bearer, Adam Van Koeverden -- an immigrant like me now proud to be Canadian:



Err...better picture.

So one of my favourite singers, the hot, gay, sweet, acoustic God that is Jay Brannan will be coming to Toronto on September 19th! I'm so excited to a) listen to his silky smooth voice live b) to shout out "I WANT TO BE YOUR HOUSEWIFE, JAY" or c) If I'm really lucky, take a picture and possibly molest him. I'm so FRICKIN' excited.

And I love him because he is so unabashedly gay. He doesn't give a shit if his voice is too high; he doesn't give a shit if his songs are about him wanting to be some guy's housewife and wanting to bear his babies; and he's too badass to not do a soft-core porn indie film called Shortbus. And after reading his biography, you have to give him props for striking out on his own and doing his own thing. So everyone, please. Buy his album and support him because he made his entire album out of his own savings. Do not force him to go back to Texas and re-join his Methodist family.

Guhh. Now I have to find any friend of mine who would actually join me on the 19th. I have no gay friends. Boo.

Edit:

What a cutie patootie. I'm in love with him.