tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63135660098273107822024-02-20T01:35:58.621-08:00Cassandra CardenesMy name is Cassandra Cardenes. I'm an aspiring comedienne/actress/writer based in LA. This is my place to channel my boredom, videos, links, and whatever else I'm working on.Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-811318389505087392010-03-14T13:00:00.000-07:002010-03-14T13:48:12.013-07:00Grandma...?So little insider view in my life lately, I've been back and forth into Colorado for the past couple of months to spend some time with my family and more specifically my grandparents. Well last time I left my grandma, Tete, gave me a letter and told me not to read it until she died. Curiosity killed the cat, but I'm not a fucking cat, so I read it this morning and well... I was a little surprised. Rather then talk about it to her, I decided to immediately run to my blog and make it public domain ;]<div><br /></div><div>Keep in mind my grandma's english isn't the best, she's from Cuba. And when she references Chino, that's my grandpa.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cassandra,</div><div>If you are reading this that means I died but I love you very much. I have some things you should know about the family and where we are really from and I chose you to know because you are my favorite granddaughter. That es good to say. Elizabeth really thought it was her didn't she? Why am I asking questions in a letter? Que stupida. ANYWHO so confession time for Tete... While in Cuba during world war II, Chino and I subscribed deeply into the Nazi party. Cuba was going all communist but Chino and I we liked what Hitler was doing. That will probably explain why when your cousin brought a jewish boyfren to Thanksgiving one year, we were all yelling upstairs in spanish while you kids played downstairs. More yelling that year then ever before. So when you are cleaning out the basement, act surprised with everyone else when you see all the Nazi stuff. Ey dios I'm so high right now. The mota the dispensaries give me is fucking bonkers. It's for my legs. We got over that Nazi stuff pretty quick once they started losing. Chino and I were always on top of our shit, and if it wasn't cool, we weren't doing it. So when it became cool to flee the country to the United States, you know we were doing that. All you grandchildren figured this out already but I thought I would confirm that my sister and I did in fact marry members of the Cuban Mob. Can't say anything about that can you? I've seen the guys you date. Where do you think you got it from, the sky? No no no, we dated the real bad boys. Not like the pussies you and your cousins date. Sure they have gotten into fights and DUI's and drug charges and whatever else you girls are up to, but I'm not impressed until I know that they have killed tons of men in organized crime. You'll get there someday though, don't worry. ksdhfsn. Lo siento, I drop my glasses. No glasses no see! I forgot to put my string on my glasses today. I was more concerned about getting my buzz on. If you thought you could beat your grandma in a shot contest, you'd be crazy. You'd be in the hospital before I'd stop drinking. Pero, I don't want to see that I love you to much. That's why I wanted to you to wait til I died to read this, you have a very competitive spirit. Especially with Elizabeth. You get that from me too. My sisters and I would compete in everything. I would always win though. Which is why you and Elizabeth are so much better then all your cousins. You two are mine. So while raising your father I was working in a fabric store, while Chino hustled the streets. Gangs in Colorado wouldn't exist if it weren't for your grandpa. Oopsie! The rest is pretty much a blur from there except when you and Elizabeth were born. Daniel and Ben I don't remember, but I remember you two girls because thats what I wanted all along. I only had sons, and then when they had only sons I got worried. But then you guys came. Well actually, Cassandra you did have an older sister, but did you ever read that book Of Mice and Men? I didn't squeeze her! She died like the one did in the end where someone shot her in the back of the head. Nobody ever wanted you to know that. Like I said though, total blur. My black mailman just stopped by. Watch for him now that I'm gone, he wants to rob us. I just fucking know it. He would do it too if he didn't know that I knew how to handle a pistol. But he knows that I do. He's seen it. I sat on my porch with it in my hand waiting, then I shot a squirrel out of a tree. Smart man to not say anything. I said to him 'If I can hit a squirrel, chances are I can hit your right testicle.' I wanted to say something cooler, but it's all I could think of. So listen, I'm getting bored of trying to stuff this letter with family history and stuff because honestly there are some things you just shouldn't find out. The real reason for the letter was to inform you of my severe gambling addiction. You're probably thinking 'I know Tete, you go to Vegas and Central City all the time and go to Bingo every week, we all know you like to gamble blah blah' No, it's much more then that. I bet on the Broncos to make the Super Bowl this year because I thought they would keep the ugly uniforms that made them win on, and that didn't work for me. You know how many handjobs I had to give to get them from coming and collecting my retirement from me. That was for you guys! I wanted you to inherit something. But a while back I bet that Feldmen would die before Haim. That I know now was a mistake, because that bet was a big one. So to inform you, I have people after me. Now I'm dead. They are after you. I'm sorry, I just REALLY didn't think Corey Haim would die first. He was the good one! Don't stay in Colorado to long, let Elizabeth take the hit for this one. You're taller then her and those are the kinda genes I want passed on. But then again you're almost Amazonian awkward tall, so I guess since I'm picking you, don't get knocked up by a basketball player or some shit. 6'3 and under okay? Alright I'm going to smoke this blunt and do some illegal stuff with your grandpa. </div><div>Love,</div><div>Grandma Tete</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. We accidently did all that illegal stuff on this letter. It was sexual illegal stuff. My bad, I forgot it was still on the bed. Thought you had the right to know though. Love you! See you in Heaven!</div><div><br /></div><div>So that's it. I don't have the heart to tell her I read it early...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>jk.... my grandma isn't even dying and didn't write this letter. None of this is true. Well except the Cuban Mob part and most likely the gambling addiction. But it was fun to imagine Tete liking me better then Elizabeth :] </div><div><br /></div><div>elizabethcardenes.blogspot.com</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooooo okay I guess I'm done blogging now.</div><div><br /></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-65605839226189068042010-02-15T22:17:00.000-08:002010-02-18T00:29:26.803-08:00I can't figure out how to delete posts...<div>Only edit them... So I guess this is here to replace some shit I wrote on Monday about getting dumped that was less funny and more bitter. Which actually is all I truly am once you get to know me. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nah... I'm nice. </div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-63226840744772093332010-02-13T03:30:00.000-08:002010-02-13T04:08:49.624-08:00DenverDude... We need to talk Denver. Look... I know I've fucked up in the past, but I just gotta say, I think about you a lot and I don't know, maybe we should give it another go. I mean I'll be honest, I could grow old with California, but I mean you and I we have fun. Like we have FUN.<div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div>Cassandra</div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-10180647534222520462010-02-10T13:34:00.000-08:002010-02-10T14:40:06.988-08:00Dear DMV,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Well, I received your letter and frankly, I'm appalled. You have chosen to suspend my driver's license due to a fix it ticket I received and forgot about back in August. For shame DMV! </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Yes, I know this stems back to being my fault, and I accept the responsibility, but you wanna know my problem? This letter has just been sent to me NOW. You send the letter saying 'Oh by the way your license has been suspended since Jan. 23, 2010' NOW. It even says at the top of the letter 'Feb. 5, 2010'. Ummmm hello? Who the fuck was going to explain this shit to me? A police officer taking me in his vehicle while impounding my car? I sure fucking hope not, because he would have been dealing with a crying angry cuban mess of a girl and NOBODY deserves that. NOBODY. Unless of course you put your dick in a cuban girl, then you are a free target for a crying angry cuban mess of a girl at anytime. Did you put your dick in me DMV? Not literally. But you are still getting this girl because I definitely feel like I've been fucked. Did you see that play on words? DID YOU, YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKERS!?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Let's get to the real shit, THE REAL SHIT! This state is broke, that's the only way that I can fathom why on God's great earth a $25 fix it ticket has now skyrocketed to a whopping $1004 that has become only payable through the DMV's right hand collection agency. Fair enough DMV, shoot my ticket that high, you don't fucking scare me, oh but wait... what? I can make payments but I can't have my license back until the amount is paid in full? </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">BURN IN HELL DMV, I NEED MY FUCKING LICENSE.</span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That is grade A bologna, DMV. If I'm making payments, don't I deserve my license? I understand that a driver's license is a big thing to hold above someone's head which further inclines them to quickly pay a ticket, but you also don't seem to understand that a driver's license is a necessity in a lot of people's lives. Mine included. Half of the things I do for my job involve DRIVING. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Oh no, what's going on now DMV? You won't even spit in my asshole before you fuck me now? You are saying I need to go to you and apply to get a state ID and I can't just keep my driver's license for idenification? That's bullshit. Oh but how sweet, you even gave me a form and an envelope to send my license to you in. THAT I HAVE TO PAY THE STAMP ON. I mean, such a small thing, but definitely a cherry on top of this shit cupcake that you have frosted with your figurative DMV semen and piss. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Okay so I go to the DMV today lets say, and I apply for an ID, great, there's three weeks of my life I have to wait before I have any proof of who I am. Will this affect the trip I'm making to Denver for my lovely cousin's birthday at the end of the month? It better fucking not. I'm keeping my license until I get your shitty waste of plastic that you'll dub 'Cassandra Joyce Cardenes' Identification Card' because I'm not letting you ruin my whole life. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">How do I tell my boss about this DMV? My mother has already cut me out of the will because of this. That's not entirely true, but if it was, would you feel bad? Would you shed a tear from me you heartless fucking robot government agency!? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Nobody likes you DMV, NOBODY. You're lines are long, you smell like stale body oder and farts, your workers are unhappy people, you overprice your citations, and you have a magical spell in the air that makes even the prettiest people look like gremlins in their pictures. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Seriously DMV, eat shit. I'll pay your fucking ticket as fast as I can and I won't drive until I get my license back and break the law. Why? Because I fucking have no choice. That might be the worst part of it all. No matter what, I have no choice. Because regardless of when you notified me about all this and regardless of how insanely overpriced it is, and regardless of the huge horse dick that resides inside your asshole, it all comes back to me forgetting to pay a fix it ticket. Even if I went in and accused you of not reminding me and that my first reminder shouldn't be you guys taking my license away 6 months later, it doesn't matter because that's only my opinion. You people at the DMV run it the way you want to. How do you sleep at night? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">If I was sure I wouldn't get in trouble, I'd send you a picture of a dirty asshole along with my driver's license. Luckily for you, I'm not sure I wouldn't get in trouble and you aren't worth the trouble of searching for dirty asshole pics on the internet. You aren't worth shit.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Forever Yours,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Cassandra 'Your Bitch Now' Cardene</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">s</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2ccxi4i.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">It wouldn't shock me in the slightest to find out he was goose stepping in this picture. </span></div></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-41746857902413781912010-02-05T23:12:00.000-08:002010-02-05T23:15:31.356-08:00Mini Daddy!I don't know why I haven't seen this video before but I quite enjoyed it. I have a cousin Laz that looks identical so I'm going to provide NOT ONLY Mini Daddy, but some random thing my cousin Laz did on youtube so you all can see the clear comparison.<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CzcR7eDSxHc&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CzcR7eDSxHc&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That's Mini Daddy.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IF5KvDX14fY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IF5KvDX14fY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That's Mini Daddy when he's 20. Aka My cousin Laz. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre;">Awwww Mexicans :]</span></span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-34451852887158497662010-02-05T12:53:00.000-08:002010-02-05T12:54:56.441-08:00If I had a boyfriend...I would expect this gift for Valentine's Day which I will in fact be spending alone...<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2zf7i20.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>That's all.</div><div><br /></div><div>Buy it for me or someone else...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; ">http://loveislame.com/products/4</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-21945089726709124732010-02-04T17:26:00.000-08:002010-02-04T20:10:02.664-08:00Mind Games/Single or Taken?Yuck what a terrible subject. What possesses you to play mind games with your significant other? Because everyone does it at some point or another. Everyone thinks to themselves,<i> 'So and so is doing this that bothers me and I have two options. I can tell them upfront what my problem is or I can be a passive aggressive douche bag and make them hate themselves and be overwhelmed with confusion.'</i> I've done it. You've done it. I've felt it. You've felt it. But why? Do we for some reason we feel better making our boyfriend (or girlfriend) feel like shit? Things like:<div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>"Are you mad?"</i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">"Nope."</span></div><div><br /></div><div>That nope was a lie. If I could express tone on a blog I would but you know what I'm talking about. That nope had an underlying "Yes you stupid piece of shit." Passive Aggressive. </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>"I love you."</i></div><div><i>"Okay."</i></div><div><br /></div><div>OKAY!? Wtf!? You told me you loved me 20 times an hour ago when we were getting along, but now I've done something to upset you and suddenly our entire relationship flashed before your eyes to make you question whether or not you love me anymore. Do you feel better hurting someone's feelings like that?</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>"Did you have fun with your friends?"</i></div><div><i>"Yeah but all these girls were all over me."</i></div><div><i>"Okay..."</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Why on earth would you tell your significant other some shit like that? Is the attention you want jealous rage and protectiveness? Maybe sometimes, but making someone like that all the time is not a partner you want. Also if you are dating a crazy girl, which if you are dating a girl in general you are automatically dating a crazy girl, we begin to wonder in our crazy little heads 'Now why did he have to reassure us that he wasn't flirting? Should I not trust him? Because I trusted him before he said all this.' Or at least in my experience... </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>"I forgave you for such and such thing, and you wanna fight with me about this thing? You're the shitty person in this relationship all along but I forgave YOU."</i></div><div><br /></div><div>That's almost relationship blackmail. If you think that what Person A did was so terrible but you forgave them on YOUR PRIVATE terms that you could then get away with whatever you wanted from that point on, it doesn't sound like you really forgave them at all. Now it just sounds like you are keeping Person A around because you have something to hold over their head for the rest of your relationship. </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>"If you don't do this for me right now, you obviously don't love me and we're fucking over."</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Is that really all it takes to end your relationship? I mean unless what you are talking about is like 'Stop fucking other people' or something really really serious, I see absolutely no reason to say this phrase to someone and yet I hear people say it all the time. Whether to me or my friends. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>"Hey sorry I didn't answer the phone, I was in class."</i></div><div><i>"Yeah sure, you were probably with you're other boyfriend."</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>GROW THE FUCK UP. </div><div><br /></div><div>My big question is do we ever truly feel better about doing these things? Because it all is meaningless. If we actually meant all this shit we said, we wouldn't be in relationships with these people. I think we can all comfortably say, unless we've managed to find our soul mates in high school and our shit smells like roses and we have a television show on TLC about our 19 kids and blah blah, that we have experienced some sort of mental abuse in relationships. It's not always severe, especially when you consider all the different interpretations for what counts as mental abuse. You could say that when you found out your 9 month old puppy that shit on the carpet everyday and chewed up mommy's cashmere sweater went to that big farm where it could be free and run around all day is mental abuse from your parents if you wanted to. So whatever, point is, why on earth do we do these things and also, why does it strangely make us feel better to watch the other person struggle a little. Evil of me to say? To fucking bad. There is something mildly satisfying of the revenge that mind games can at times play on someone and you are a liar if you disagree because you probably have played mind games on someone without even realizing what you're doing. </div><div>Revenge is something else too. Matching mind games with mind games. That shit gets people no where I think. When I've been through situations like that I usually want to step back and just ask to forget about the entire thing and act like it all never happened, because if you and your boyfriend/girlfriend had to sit down and explain all the mental olympics you were trying to pull on each other, you'd probably break up. </div><div>Why do I bring this up? Well because I feel as though uhhhhhhh MY FRIEND is being fucked with right now. And this FRIEND can only think of ways to fuck with her guy thing back rather then act like an adult. Is this FRIEND just a bitch? No, she's human. Which I guess technically makes her a bitch because as I've said in previous blogs girls are crazy, but can I just say that the guy started this! </div><div>They got in a fight and the guy claimed there was nothing wrong when there clearly was and then this guy was being a HUGE dick to my FRIEND and my FRIEND got her feelings hurt because she had seen things like this in previous relationships and began to question why she was even bothering with relationships if they were all going to be the same? </div><div>My FRIEND asked her best friend to find out what was wrong with her guy and the guy then said nothing was wrong again like dirty liar and just said '<i>tell her I love her, but I don't want to talk to her.</i>' </div><div>Why don't you want to talk to her!? Is it because you want her to sit around and suffer while she waits to hear from you!?!?!?! YES THAT'S WHY YOU ASSHOLE I'VE GOT YOU FIGURED OUT MOTHER FUCKER. </div><div>Excuse me... anyway. My FRIEND'S friend then said, like a champ of a best friend that she is, '<i>Well I'm not going to tell her that because I'm sick of hearing her cry over you.</i>'</div><div>Was my FRIEND really crying over this boy? Of course not. But did that get the guys attention? Fuck yes it did. Because that too is a mind game. </div><div>My FRIEND had been through these types of things before and told her best friend to be prepared to say that she had been crying all day in case the guy decided he wanted to keep the big dildo in his mouth and keep pulling this passive aggressive mind game bullshit. </div><div>Matching mind games with mind games to just have a sad and confused couple.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I digress because I shouldn't keep talking about my FRIEND'S problems online because nobody truly cares, even though I can't stop thinking about them. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Because they are mine.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div>I mentioned before that my FRIEND got her feelings hurt and wondered if relationships were even worth this shit. I mean a quick draft of a Pros and Cons list: </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">TO BE SINGLE:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">PROS </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><ul><li>You can flirt and sleep with whoever you want </li><li>You only have to worry about yourself </li><li>You don't have anyone to fight with </li><li>Free to do what you want when you want </li><li>You don't have to worry about relationship stuff </li><li>like money, parents, cleaning up after someone else </li></ul><div>CONS</div><div><ul><li>You are alone</li><li>You are alone</li><li>You are alone</li><li>You are alone</li><li>You might want to consider getting a dog...</li></ul></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Not going to lie I really started struggling to think of PROS to that list. Goes to show where I'd rather be despite all the pain of a relationship....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">PROS</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><ul><li>Companionship with someone you care about </li><li>Someone to be with you through good and bad times </li><li>No longer have to look for someone else </li><li>Someone to spend time with </li><li>Get to do 'couple things' with </li><li>Have someone to rely on </li><li>Feel better then your single friends </li></ul><div>CONS</div><div><div style="text-align: center; "><ul><li>Is that bitch looking at my man?</li><li>Fuck, are they still crying?</li><li>Oh man, that Jewish guy was hot...</li><li>I could fold myself in a naked pretzel and you would STILL be playing xbox</li><li>Babe, I don't want to see Avatar again</li><li>NOBODY IS GOING TO CARE THAT YOU ARE BUYING TAMPONS JUST GET THEM!</li><li>I wish I could fit in that dress, I guess I've been getting a little 'comfortable' since I started dating So and So...</li></ul></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Who knows what's better?? I suppose it's just the type of person you are. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">I have no good ending to this blog because I have no answers. I just observe and try to figure out things way bigger then myself. This is all just a process.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-48405076588879328892010-01-25T02:00:00.000-08:002010-01-25T02:34:44.720-08:00Uhhh Heidi... Your face!When was the last time you visited the super market? When you were there did you see this monster of a magazine cover?<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2r723ax.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">It's like the took a tan dildo and molded it into Jessica </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">rabbit</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Heidi Montag got a new face! And triple D boobs! Only 23 years old and looks like a totally different person. I want to become a close friend of hers just so I can be there when she like REALLY regrets all this. Is that mean? I'm not trying to make fun of her, like I think it's sad mostly. </div><div><br /></div><div>That being said... I'm around 23 years old. Bit younger. SO now I guess is the time when I have to completely change my face right? I mean Heidi's doctor says all kinds of young girls are getting the types of surgeries people wait until their late 30s to get so I mean, I need to decide now. Let's see...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/mjuyww.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">No surgery, yuck hide your eyes</span></div><div><br /></div><div>So of course we must start with my deceptively large nose. It's deceptive because I'm not Jewish. I wouldn't make that stereotype except that a lot of people instantly assume I'm Jewish. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/20j5wmd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">After first procedure, I feel so alive</span></div><div><br /></div><div>There. Perfect. Only... Hmmm my jaw looks to round which is disgusting because having a round jaw must mean I'm like 300 pounds or something. Let's take that off too. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2rmv2v5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Finally a jaw that makes sense. No longer do I need those childish dimples.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Fabulous. Hmmm I almost look beautiful enough to face society again but... Oh of course I need to lift my brows and make my eyes look bigger. And plump up those lips for all the boys that are going to want to put their dicks near them. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/qsr5et.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">This was like being reborn spiritually and on the way out a spirit came in my face. In a good way.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>PERFECTION! I even got some big new shiny teeth put it. Now am I perfect Heidi??? You said in your Good Morning America interview that a lot of it had to do with the industry you're in. I'm trying to break into the same industry Heidi! Will they accept me now!? Oh dear if only it were real and not photoshop!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh my... That may have been more fun for me than anyone reading. You know I'm kidding. I think I'm cute. Even if I'm single... The point is, nobody Heidi's or my age needs intense 10 procedure plastic surgery. We all are beautiful in our own ways. Inner beauty stomps looking like a barbie doll and anyone who doesn't also think that is ugly inside themselves. And though I'm trying to break into the entertainment industry and there's so much fucking pressure to be attractive and whatnot, I hope to break into it with some dignity. But it is 2:27AM so who knows, maybe I'm delirious and looking like my end product is the only way to survive in this town. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-35087414559383138562010-01-21T17:02:00.000-08:002010-01-21T19:02:14.363-08:00This may prevent me from ever getting a date again...<div>So something that's been on the brain lately is how fucking crazy girls are. I myself am also in this crazy girl category so don't think I'm shit talking girls. A lot of girls say they '<i>have all guy friends because I don't get along with girls</i>' and what I'm going to talk about may be why. Either that or their sluts and they don't get along with girls because their main goal in life is to only fuck guys regardless of who they are dating. <-------- crazy person's opinion on girls that don't have girlfriends... </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">When a girl likes a guy she for some reason gets taken over by the constant want to talk to them and see them and whatnot and so if it takes a guy like more than 10 minutes to answer a text message, or if a guy can't hang out for whatever reason, instantly they become public enemy number one. That is of course until the guy makes contact with the girl again, then they are amazing and perfect. This fluctuation of emotions fascinates me. Why is it that if I text a guy at 5:02PM and don't receive a response until 10AM the next day saying "<i>Sorry my phone was being stupid, I wasn't ignoring you</i>", I COMPLETELY forget how I felt between the hours of about 5:05PM-10AM when the text came. Because as I recall while waiting for your text message I FUCKING HATED YOU. You were an asshole, you were a douche, I acted like I didn't care about you, I brought up every girl you also hang out with and even called HER a slut, I was in a weird mood the whole night, I checked my phone about 789 times, etc. I went on an emotional roller coaster and then the whole slate was wiped clean when you texted me again in the morning. How is that possible? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">Normally I would instantly say this was a problem with me and I must be bipolar but it really isn't just me, it's every girl I talk to. You see a girl at a party who likes a boy named John, you say to the girl "<i>Hey where's John?</i>" she typically responds, "<i>I don't know, I texted him earlier, he's acting weird. Whatever I don't care.</i>" FUCKING LIAR!!! You do care!!! John could have been at work the whole night and didn't see your text, but he is 'acting weird'! It doesn't make sense!!! </span></div><div>Same with Facebook and Twitter and all that shit. Thank goodness Facebook isn't like Myspace used to be where you could see whether or not a message had been read because there was nothing more aggravating then seeing a read message without a reply. But don't worry world we still get pissed if we can see that you are on Facebook and aren't replying to our messages or wall posts. But these internets sites allow a whole new type of stalking that can help or hurt a guy. Also for as much as girls stalk guys, we like to assume you read whatever we tweet or write on Facebook so we'll do little things to make you jealous which sometimes backfires and turns guys off to us. But I assume guys do that too... Or at least thats what girls will say to their friend Stacey when the guy she likes, Jimmy, tweets that he is '<i>Hangin with @Karen.</i>' Don't worry Stacey, he's just trying to make you jealous... But then again, probably not<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Even a girl with a boyfriend is insane. Well at least Cuban girls. I've been referring to a thing called Cuban jealousy A LOT the past few weeks as my sister, my cousin Natalie, and myself exchange bitchy tales about what our boyfriends are doing. Well their boyfriends... I don't have one at the moment (obviously. Only someone single has time to step outside herself and see how insane her and the other members of her gender are) But for some reason out of my crazy girl land I can pick out a guy to be jealous of to contribute to these sorts of conversations. Most girls can. Any girl who has a friend bitching about her boyfriend has a guy in her mind that she could talk about equally as much. But anyway... We get SO jealous. At what is usually nothing! An ex girlfriend of one of our boyfriends tweets at him, and instantly we are filled with enough rage to fight the next person that looks at us OR HIM wrong. Our boyfriend seems TO US to be paying more attention to another '<i>stupid slut</i>' then us, chaos ensues and we make a huge effort to prove we are ignoring our man while punching walls and things and calling the other one crying. We get a text message of who our boyfriend may be innocently hanging out with at that present moment because his friend dragged him somewhere and she just 'happened' to be there and suddenly we're calling our service providers for replacement phones because we have broken ours while hurling it across a room. All of these incidents have happened to at least one of us if not all of us between my sister my cousin and I, but I wasn't going to label it because they probably wouldn't be to stoked about that. I'm telling you, fucking psychos.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;">There is a silver lining gentlemen. For the most part a lot of girls can keep all the feelings I mentioned above bottled up inside. '<i>But wait Cassandra, I've dated crazy girls before who got jealous over everything and said something every time</i>.' Well sir, for everything she told you she was jealous of, there were 3 more things that she was jealous of but kept quiet about. '<i>Cassandra I've dated girls that would get mad all the time when I would supposably 'ignore her' they don't bottle that in</i>.' Yes they do. For as mad as she got, times it by 10, because that's how mad she really was. Mmmm passive aggressiveness strikes again!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;">How am I in a relationship? I'm not sure. Guys fall in love with me quickly, I know that. They all end differently I know that too. My advice to guys is to find girls with good girlfriends who don't hate you. Girls with good girlfriends are able to bitch and moan and cry about every little thing you do that we completely blow out of proportion, and you never have to hear it because we are just talking to them. And they like you, so they can talk us down from it all. If they don't like you, you're fucked. And if your girlfriend chooses you over her friends, run. Run for the hills. You've got a clingy girl thats going to demand you to be the best boyfriend and now best friend she's ever had. Face it guys, you don't give a shit about 3/4 of the stuff we talk about. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;color:#330033;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;">you should still totally date me though...</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>I'm no expert, so if you happen to come across my blog and happened to read this and also have read this far, I'm just talking what I know. I could be wrong about all this. This is just my personal experience. </div><div>But I do feel better getting it all out. </div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-73071630708702223842010-01-20T01:35:00.000-08:002010-01-20T01:36:34.434-08:00Blogspot... Sometimes you really grind my gearsYou are SO lucky that I can't figure out how to use tumblr or I would be all over that shit. Why is it that whenever I upload a picture of myself for the side of my blog it's either to big or to small. Huh blogspot? WHY!? <div><br /></div><div>That's all I have to say. </div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-18567311619410073692010-01-14T23:10:00.000-08:002010-01-20T01:26:54.295-08:00Oh no Coco!TMZ reported that NBC has FINALLY reached a decision and have gone in favor of their bottom bitch Leno and givin him back the slot at 11:35PM. Rightfully in response Conan is peacing out and not only giving Jay 30 min, but the whole hour back. He thought if NBC let Leno go back to 11:35 and pushed him to 12:05 and Fallon to 1:05 that it wasn't fair to himself or Jimmy. Which is right, it wouldn't have been fair at all. Poor Carson is hardly ever mentioned in any of this haha. But I go to bed after Fallon so I can't really act like I care. This whole thing has been on my mind more then someone who doesn't work for these programs would normally, but I can't help it because I would really really LOVE to work for these programs. So in a pathetic way, I feel like it effects me. But it does really suck for the people that do work for him. I don't know if Conan even recorded a show today, I'll find out in about 20 min when it starts... It also mattered too because I really like Conan's show. Like I honestly don't care what network Conan is on, I just want Conan on. I'll watch him no matter where he goes to be honest. He said in his monologue yesterday that a TV guide poll said something like 85% of people want him to keep the Tonight Show. Guess that doesn't matter to NBC. I'm sure Leno doesn't want to look like the bad guy in all this but I mean... It's kinda hard for him not to. I mean no matter what your story is, by you allowing all these talks to happen, you are pretty much saying it wouldn't bother you to push back the late night lineup 30 min and you don't care if Conan O' Brien quits completely. You want to stay on television that badly. His 10PM show failed and he can't just return to his multi million dollar home, and live the rest of his life as a retired millionaire television star. I get it, Leno is a workaholic but I mean... He has no pride to just let the 10PM show go and try something else instead of put Conan and his staff out of work. Most of them moved their whole families across the country to continue to work on Conan's show and now what do they do? Pray to God Conan goes to Fox I guess. If Leno cared about being the bad guy he'd just become a producer or some shit or start a new show he hosted or something. Anything but returning to his old time slot. In Jay's monologues he does on his 10pm show he makes it sound like NBC cancelled him as the Tonight Show host even though his ratings were good. Well no shit your ratings were good, you'd been the host for over 10 years and this was your last season, and I don't think NBC was canceling anything people had known Conan was going to come in as the Tonight Show host like 4 years before it happened. Jay Leno is like the Brett Farve of Late night hosts except Brett Farve's stints in and out of retirement weren't putting a shit ton of people out of work until their boss hopefully gets a good enough offer from another network. <div><br /></div><div>Yeah... I don't know that wasn't supposed to be funny obviously, it's just been on my mind and really had me pissed off. </div><div><br /></div><div>TEAM CONAN.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/1zr11fb.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">In my blog's fashion I have to post an image of the person or people I'm talking about looking kinda sexy and DON'T YOU FUCKING ACT LIKE CONAN DOESN'T LOOK A LITTLE SEXY WITH A BEARD... you know he does, I know he does, WE ALL KNOW HE DOES.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Oh wait... I'm about to find out if Conan is a repeat right now......... It looks like one... He looks happy and not a little drunk..... Oh shit... this might be new people have Team Conan shirts on. Yeah I think this is new... Thank God.</div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-4462583528153083692010-01-07T08:48:00.000-08:002010-01-07T09:26:26.409-08:00Back home in LA, Happy 2010!WOO! I was gone for what felt like FOREVER!!! With no wireless either. But everyone needs to fall off the face of the earth for a couple weeks every now and then so it was fun. I think I fell in love. And by that I mean I became infatuated with someone. No joke. It was cool until I left, now it's just been depressing. If I actually fell in love I'd probably still be in CO. Wait this has nothing to do with comedy... Yuck what is wrong with me! Alright so plans for 2010? Ummm.... Leigh and Cass Pajamarama are actually going to start doing things which is exciting (pajamaramacomedy.blogspot.com) and uhhh... Well I have a few live shows coming up which means nothing to anyone who doesn't live in LA. Since I'm back in town with internet my two liner blog is going to be up to date again which is cool... (cassandrawritesjokes.blogspot.com). Yeah I've really got nothing. I think 2010 is just going to be a good continuation of everything 2009 was and that's cool with me because 2009 ended up to be a great year for me. In other news, there is a cable man in my bedroom right now installing a DVR box. That to me is the best part of 2010 so far. Well and the guy I fell in lust with, but I'm trying not to talk about how cute and amazing he is.... Le sigh. I'll leave you with a funny video... I just can't decide which one yet.... I'll post something by DERRICK because they are just sooo funny. Oh and you should download Childish Gambino's mixtape I Am Just A Rapper. It's Donald Glover from DERRICK and Community on NBC and I think it's pretty darn good :] I'd post a link but ummm... Just find Donald Glover's website, I guarantee it won't take you that long. What's my favorite songs from it you ask? Well if you must know it's either 49ers (orange shirt) that has DC Pierson (also in DERRICK) or it's I Love Clothes (Deadbeat Summer). Thanks for asking. Okay love you. <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2REG3-Wb5gM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2REG3-Wb5gM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-9806901498364557802009-12-17T17:16:00.001-08:002009-12-17T17:40:31.330-08:00Dear Santa,Hey there buddy, it's me Cassandra. I know we haven't talked for a while because you know, I'm older now, but I got some real shit I gotta talk to you about. Yeah, my Christmas list. Santa I'm just going to give you a quick list because like I said, I'm older now, so I know I can't get everything I want, but these are the things that like I really want:<div><br /></div><div><b>A Video Camera</b>. Not to record myself being what you consider to be 'naughty' and engaging in 'fucking the opposite sex'. Well not solely for that I should say, because I mean if that shit happens, it happens. You know how it is Santa, in the moment, you surprise yourself with the things you do. Nah, but anyway Santa, I want this video camera so I can record sketches and shit. Have you ever had to rely on somebody else in order to use their video camera? No of course not, you're Santa Claus. But I have, and that shit sucks ass. Sketch ideas come to me in the middle of the night Santa, and what do I have to do? Write them down and wait until like next week until I can shoot them with so and so's camera? Fuck that noise Nick, you gotta bring me my own. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>A horn for my car</b>. Bet you don't get this one a lot Santa, but I seriously don't have a horn in my car. SERIOUSLY. Have I become significantly better at projecting my voice since I started driving my car? Yes. But the thing is Nicky boy, I have always been good at projecting, so really now I'm just good at yelling. I'll never find a husband like that Santa, think about it that way. I will also never find a husband when my face gets all kinds of fucked up after one of these asians or old people pulling into my lane without checking their blind spots actually hits me one of these days. Luckily I'm excellent at swerving, but I blew my audition for Fast in the Furious 3 so now every time I drive recklessly I get depressed about not getting cast. Dammit Santa, I wanted to make out with Vin Diesel while he shot guns at drug cartels! You can't give me that for Christmas! No one fucking can! So yeah bro... a horn please. OH! and if you have an elf that can make it sound like a funny horn from like the 20s, definitely get me that one. It won't get my LA road rage across as much as a normal horn, but it'll still be hilarious every time I get to use it. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>A stereo for my car</b>. Yeah still in the car. I only have a tape player right now Santa so typically I just listen to the radio. Nick, I'm thanking my lucky stars I haven't been driving on Mullholland when the Black Eye Peas come on the radio because I honestly think their music combined with an actual chance to kill myself might end badly. Oh, and don't fucking tell me to get one of those tape things that plugs into my ipod because I had one before and it broke after about a month. A month santa, a fucking month. And what if I want to listen to CD's? Say I want to pop in Aziz Ansari's new stand up CD coming out in January that I would also really like to have for Xmas (just email me the amazon reciept) what would I do then Santa? Buy a walkman to plug into that tape deck thing? Hell no. I'd be embarrassed buying a walkman. Especially this time of year when the lines at Target are long. It would give everyone around me about 15 min. to judge "walkman girl". </div><div><br /></div><div>Those are the big one's Santa, so I hope you remember. I've been nice this year. Don't say I haven't either, it's not like I killed anybody. Thanks Nick!</div><div><br /></div><div>Love,</div><div>Cassandra Cardenes</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Will you also pay my membership to Netflix? I PROMISE I WON'T LOSE THE DVD'S!</div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-66004692590067260632009-12-13T15:07:00.000-08:002009-12-13T15:12:32.718-08:00I just got ownedApparently I was being a bitch to Elizabeth, but I really wanted her to read my essay I just wrote. Whore... Oh and I think we might be the only people who still use shit like Yahoo Messenger, but her apartment gets bad cell reception so we don't have much choice. Her line that got cut off is "Because of all the sand in your Vagina right now." Btw, if you ever try to email me at cassandracardenes@rocketmail.com I will never get it. <div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2hp16xd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I was telling her a pickup line, because thats what I thought she was doing, turns out she was just sassing me. </span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-64907098349107300022009-12-12T19:40:00.000-08:002009-12-12T19:57:17.229-08:00My Two Liner BlogSo I'm unemployed. Well that's a lie, I have a job. But it's not acting or writing or anything that I'd like to spend all my time doing. Let me just start over. I don't write for a talk show. I'd like to, but I don't. Maybe someday. But I like to write two liners. So I'm starting a second blog just for those. <div><br /></div><div>cassandrawritesjokes.blogspot.com</div><div><br /></div><div>the URL and title is a little lame but whatever, it works for now. I'll try to post new ones at least every weekday. I'm sure there won't be anymore people looking at that blog then this one. But if you ever want to read some jokes on the news, now you know where to go. Don't steal my shit though, I'll cry. Who knows about the quality of the jokes though, because with my experience with two liners, I sometimes write some that don't make a lot of sense to anyone but me. Oh well though. On that note:</div><div><br /></div><div>I tried, tumblr and wordpress and all that other shit before just seeing that I could add a new blog onto this website using the same log on info and what not. Brilliant right? It was a pain, I didn't understand the other websites. I was lost and confused without blogspot. Blogspot took me a really long time to figure out too though. Don't ask why, I'm just a bit stupid.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder how many blogs are out there like mine that aren't really read by anyone... Like I know a few people who stumble by mine, but what about blogs that literally NOBODY reads. Like people start them but don't tell anyone about them or put up links to it anywhere. They just go and write to nothing. I want to read those blogs. Blogs about people just talking about their days. People treating their blog like a diary. I don't think I could do that because isn't one of the big things about a diary or journalling that other people can't read it? A diary is something to burn ex's in. I couldn't write about my ex on here. He could easily find this thing. Also it wouldn't be very funny because I don't have a lot of bad things to say. OR DO I? You'll never know internet or ex who by insane chance is reading this right now! and you know why? Yeah you do, it's because this isn't my diary. </div><div><br /></div><div>I sort of want to hunt down some diary blogs and then post the good things I find on here... would that be fucked up? I wouldn't link it to them or use their names just copy and paste... I think I might do it... It might be fucked up though. Whatever this isn't facebook or some popular shit like that, it's my blog that's been looked at by like 15 people. Until I find any sweet and miserable blog posts though, I'll just draw your attention to this sweet picture I found that I think I might use at the end of my videos with my production company's name over it. HA! My production company, as if I spend any money producing the shit that I do. But it does make me sound a little more bad ass. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/b4x835.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I assume from our outfits that we are talking about something intriguing. To bad we'll never be taken seriously in these dog faces!</span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-71218266073837308122009-12-08T22:17:00.000-08:002009-12-08T22:18:18.796-08:00Nick Swardson makes my panties dance.That title was a little much I think but my hands just typed it so I'll leave it I suppose. Anyway this video fucking rules: <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><object width="512" height="328" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_2d12830728"><param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="key=2d12830728"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed width="512" height="328" flashvars="key=2d12830728" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_2d12830728" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:512px;"><a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/2d12830728/a-very-terry-christmas" title="from Nicholaus Goossen">A Very Terry Christmas</a> - watch more <a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die">funny videos</a></div></span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-23773884118795081142009-12-02T01:09:00.000-08:002009-12-02T01:22:13.766-08:00Pajamarama!Soooo I was driving home after work when I was hit with loads of inspiration and after 4 crazy voice notes on my phone, and shoving a sketch in Leigh's face, Pajamarama is back on. Hardcore this time though we made like all the websites and shit... which I guess makes things official? So here they are:<div><br /></div><div>pajamaramacomedy.blogspot.com</div><div>funnyordie.com/pajamarama</div><div>twitter.com/LCpajamarama</div><div><br /></div><div>and I think we made a facebook fan page which I thought was a bit much but Leigh insisted we do it since we already made all the other ones. So uhhh I mean I guess since we have all the websites we have to start posting shit all the time. I personally think my blog got more interesting once I had videos up so I'm pretty stoked. </div><div><br /></div><div>All that aside I'd like to return to the thing I was talking about with my 4 crazy voice notes. Why is it that when I was talking into my phone I pretended like I was John Malkovich. I think it was because he was trying to write memoirs in "Burn After Reading" but still, it's a weird feeling being John Malkovich. Also, not an easy voice to imitate. It would always start good but then somehow turn French. It was weird... Well it's 1:15AM sooo back to watching Metalocalypse. A show that I was not really into but since I can never get to sleep early anymore and watch Adult Swim every night, except Saturday when they play anime, it's grown on me... In case anyone fucking cares haha. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/6nvvi8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">"Yeah, I'm John Malkovich and I'm pretty brutal. Oui Oui." I KNEW YOU WERE FRENCH!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-89613793030172741602009-12-01T14:04:00.001-08:002009-12-08T21:10:31.921-08:00Why did the chicken cross the road?So my bestie Leigh Myles needed a 30 second sketch and I agreed because I'm a good friend and this is what I got to do that day... Sorry Mom.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:'MS Shell Dlg';font-size:12px;"><object width="480" height="400" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_aa0cffdfab"><param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="key=aa0cffdfab"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed width="480" height="400" flashvars="key=aa0cffdfab" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_aa0cffdfab" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:480px;"><a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/aa0cffdfab/cock-a-doodle-doo" title="from Leigh Myles">Cock-A-Doodle-Doo</a> - watch more funny videos</div></span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-80548841965875032742009-10-24T14:37:00.001-07:002009-10-24T14:39:57.467-07:00And again, some more new headshotsGot signed to a new agency and she demanded different headshots. I went along with it and was put in contact with an amazing photographer named deidhra and I suggest anyone who needs awesome headshots go to her. <a href="http://deidhrafahey.com/">http://deidhrafahey.com/</a><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/51oax.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">obviously not my headshot... but I feel I look nice and bitchy at the same time. So I like it. </span></div>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-61316737327257105312009-10-12T10:50:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:52:47.578-07:00Moon Getting Bombed!Hey sooooo I filmed this sketch that I wrote and here is the video to prove it! For all the people who never read my blog (100% of people I assume) vote funny if you love reaction shots and no production costs!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="400" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_17aae5cc5b"><param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="key=17aae5cc5b"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed width="480" height="400" flashvars="key=17aae5cc5b" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_17aae5cc5b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:480px;"><a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/17aae5cc5b/moon-people-in-for-a-surprise" title="from CassandraCardenes">Moon People in for a surprise!</a> - watch more <a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die">funny videos</a></div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Sweet explosion!</span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-67430961002778707012009-10-09T20:23:00.000-07:002009-10-09T20:28:14.825-07:00Post Cleanse updatehaha I stopped blogging on the cleanse... I went 4 miserable days. but I'm eating healthier! I'm meeting with a new agent tomorrow so we'll see how that goes and I hope to get a video up on funnyordie.com this weekend about a sketch I wrote about NASA bombing the moon. And now, re-watching the whole 6th season of Entourage :]<br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/15ph6pd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Mmmm... I'm a sexy beast... I have the least story line in season 6... but it's okay because I still have sex with a girl in every episode. </span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-37080561096144125492009-09-29T19:55:00.000-07:002009-09-29T20:04:08.696-07:00Day TwoWell, I'm not really done with day two yet but this will probably be my only time I have to blog about it. Today was a day where I've just been an emotional spark plug. I'm writing points and things down for my one person show I'm trying to put together and they have all been angry. And I started them yesterday, so I'm tempted to not write anymore until I'm done with this haha. My whole show will be me complaining and funny as it might become I still might end looking very whiny. Or people will just think I'm like the female Lewis Black, because it sounds like that too. I'll just have a disclaimer before saying, the first draft of this was written while I was fasting. But so far so good I guess. No significant weight loss to be happy about. I have to stay busy though otherwise I get crazy. I had a dream I was running from a Tsunami last night and I think that might be because of the salt water flush I have to do... But then again tsunami was a trending topic on twitter. I wonder if one happened? Cassandra Cardenes, not up on her events? Rare. Alright I'm going to go to an improv jam with some friends. We'll see how my scenes end up haha. First dude that labels me as a whiny girlfriend in a scene has another thing coming for sure.<br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2lus6z7.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I challenge Lewis Black to a complain off. An attention starved, flaming gay guy will judge the contest. </span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-20680515922420983852009-09-28T22:05:00.001-07:002009-09-28T23:34:08.890-07:00The Master CleanseUghh... My family made the group decision to go on this torture of a cleanse. It's day one and I'm going to do my best to just get through it. I'm curious to just see if it is all worth it. I'll never know for myself unless I just tough it out. Days definitely go slower when you aren't eating though. I wish I could just find a way to sleep most of the time. As lazy as that sounds, sleeping for the majority of 10 days, but the juice actually gives you a lot of energy. It's lemon juice, water, and maple syrup, I personally think it tastes like vomit. But like seriously vomit. Not saying vomit to exaggerate, but think of when you burp or cough a little bit and you taste vomit for whatever reason, that's exactly how it tastes. 40-120 oz of that a day. Normally you add cayenne pepper also, but we take cayenne pills because the pepper makes the lemonade impossible. So far today I've drank 49 oz and I think thats the best I can do. Also it's reccomended to drink your weight in water. You weight 150lbs, try to aim to drink 150 oz. RIDICULOUS. Ahh it's nice to whine. I'll keep posting how the cleanse goes. nobody reads this, but if anyone askes me about the cleanse later, I can redirect them here ;]<br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/vsc3gy.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">"Complain away girl, I used the master cleanse to lose weight for my part in Dreamgirls and publicly talk about how I didn't like it, but still endorse it." Thanks Beyonce.</span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-2037226159743998992009-09-24T15:57:00.001-07:002009-09-24T16:06:09.632-07:00HeadshotsFinally got new headshots. That shit sucks so bad. No pressure, but you're modeling for the picture that will be your first impression with everyone that could make or break your career as an actress. Like I said though... No pressure.<br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/mx1yyh.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Cassandra! If you keep making that face at the camera it's going to get stuck like that!</span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6313566009827310782.post-32460745318158358942009-09-19T11:40:00.000-07:002009-09-19T11:51:53.020-07:00Well... I'm a brunette again?Hmmm it's been awhile... probably because nothing has been going on! I dyed my hair back to it's natural brown and am getting head shots next week... which is nice... There's some video of an "I Am Legend" spoof where I'm a crazed crack head floating around in cyber space somewhere that I can't locate... and uhhhh... Yeah, I think I'm going to acheive my biggest fear and go into standup... We'll see how that goes... I'm aiming to start by the beginning of next year. Oh, and I'm running a 5K in November. Something about cervical cancer... Yup, that's the update of a life of a non working comedianne actress thing. But things are cooking in the writing department and I might start getting some stuff on stage, so I won't let this post discourage me.<br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/ap75eu.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">"Come on Cassandra, what's the deal with you? Stand up isn't that bad..." "YOU DON'T GET IT JERRY"</span>Cassandra Cardeneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15597870521003985219noreply@blogger.com0