Scooby Doo

     I am way beyond my tyke-ling years, yet I am not afraid to declare my love for Scooby Doo. Except maybe on the first date with a really hot guy. When I first came to America, one of the shows that I devotedly followed was Scooby Doo. I used to sit on the couch and giggle endlessly whenever Scooby or Shaggy (oftentimes both) are being chased by a monster and start to cosplay as maids to woo the monster into submission (read: confusion). My favorite set of episodes were the late 1900 ones. I think the series is "Scooby Doo, Where are you?". The scenes were over the top and the criminals were so blatantly obvious but I loved every minute of it! Honestly though, sometimes the clues just hit Velma and Fred in the face but they just keep walking! Also, the amount of times Scooby catches the monster by accident has got to tilt the Earth's luck equilibrium. Either that or he's got leprechaun blood in him somewhere. I wish to own all the episodes of Scooby Doo and one day I probably will but for now, I am going to comment on the highway robbery that is the DVD prices! I was in Target the other day, just innocently perusing the makeup aisle with absolutely no intent on blowing some big bucks on Revlon lippies, when I somehow wandered over to the DVD aisle. There was a new Scooby Doo movie out and I flipped the case over to check the price. Holy cow, I was expecting $10 dollars for it but the price tag was like $18! Sorry man, I can shell out green bucks for some good Urban Decay products but I'm not ready for a DVD commitment yet. I'd rather just re-watch old episodes on Boomerang. Speaking of Boomerang, it's such a great channel (I have FIOS) because all the vintage cartoons are on there and I've re-discovered so many cartoons I have forgotten! For example, I used to just skip over the Teen Titan episodes but the other day, I had some free time an just decided to watch Teen Titans for the heck of it and I'm just hooked. Maybe I'm just a simple person with simple needs. If anyone asks, I am a sophisticated butterfly. They always seem to have more fun.  

Recipe Books

     I don't know whether or not anyone has this problem but every time I'm in the library I wander over to the recipe books section. I look at some pretty pictures of food, salivate over an artichoke recipe (which I'm never going to make because I don't even know what an artichoke looks like)  and proceed to borrow the book. I come home and tell myself that I am going to make some kickass recipe. Guess what? I have the book for about 2 months (I'm a notorious re-newer) and I never open it. Today I tried opening to actually read the recipes and get a feel for the method of cooking. I think I made it through half of the appetizers section before I just opted to look at pretty pictures instead. I mean, it's not like I know what "blanch the almonds" mean anyway. Yes, I know Google exists.
     Instead of borrowing recipe books, I think I should just stick to watching Guy on Food Network. I absolutely love his show, "Diners, Drive-ins, & Dives"! I swear, I don't know what is wrong with me but there's always a marathon of that show around midnight. Being the masochist that I am, I keep my eyes glued to the endless stream of heavenly food. I may or may not have tried to stick my tongue into the TV screen and then proceed to have a midnight "snack" (cough cough, meal). I don't know if anyone ever really notices this but instead of rivalry between Food Network and the Cooking Channel, I feel like Food Network is the successful father celebrity and the Cooking Channel is the up-and-coming son who is just trying to follow dad's footsteps and make him proud. Maybe I'm reading too much into this. But for the Cooking Channel, I absolutely LOVE the two shows, "Unique Eats", and "Eat St.". Before my avid devotion to food channels, I think I would've mistaken crawfish for mutant shrimp who spent too much time in the sun without some decent SPF. Even if you live in the ocean, it's important to use sunscreen!
   

I Have a Confession...

    When you hear the word, "addict" you normally think of bloodshot eyes and vacant stares. However, in the 21st century, there is a new generation of addicts. Makeup addicts! I, Maria Chung, had been subjected to rehab techniques such as the "empty wallet vaccine" and "credit card limit hypnosis". To the disappointment of my doctors however, (mom and dad) I still stalk Sephora. Literally, there are only two tabs open on my computer every day. A beauty blog and Facebook! Oh why must you captivate me so, pretty packaging and pigment swirls of color?
    Speaking of pretty colors, the two makeup items I am absolutely addicted to are eye shadows and lipsticks! It's become so bad that I can rattle off names of eye shadow palettes. IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER. Though, I am still working on memorizing the names of the shadows...
    Okay ladies and gents, are there any of you that share my disease? If so, please leave a comment below to tell me how you manage and whether or not it manifests into a haul! (or hauls)