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wish i had the patience and dedication for real livejournal updates. luckily i'm not an internet celebrity so it isn't required. cannes film festival and france in general were BOMB. celebrities (JEREMY PIVEN) and movies and new friends. more about that sometime when i get bored. plus pictures! came home to spend a couple days with plain white craig, except he was just normal ex boyfriend craig. time taking. not hating. or at least hating less. knowing boundaries, etc. kat came home for 2 days- orange county, obvs. then she left again and craiggers was back in town with the dudes this time. i ran errands in the day and he bought me expensive dinners at night. or we went to go see knocked up with demar and tom. (fingerbanging at the movies, no thx.) saw a lot of kim berg as a result of this person combo. very nice. always had a driver home. 2 drinks a night. vegas this past weekend. loved it. but some people are better than others. i'm getting sort of irked at people's lack of PMA, as i do my best to bend over backwards/ spend whatever money/ inconvenience myself in hopes everyone can be happy so i can just enjoy the company of my friends. but some people are too selfish and 'my way or no way' to hang with. i'm grateful i can distinguish. i feel on the brink of breaking hearts. no, not in the name of craig, although he will probs never go away. just cause i am STILL a total psycho who doesn't want to be touched. although i will spend hours in the pool with kat at 10pm playing games and laughing until i swallow pee water. we are the most romantic.
"who shit in my bag? NOT COOL."
"SHOT TUBE."
"anal grease, you look nice.... get how that's funny?"
"they're stripper hot"
"she's a fiend!"
"wait... he's not a virgin?" (pre-weekend, but i was keeping the memory alive with my crylaughing)
i wish i could remember 80 other funny things done and said. i was in a fucking ridiculously good mood from the moment in the car to midway through saturday. mario is no longer employed at metro. really sad. end of an era... and my dad is unemployed. hey now. other news.... played video poker with an old man. met a dude who's an exec chef at ketchup, thank you. broke my dress when i got back in the room. did vegas right on friday.... walked home with the sun half-up.
i need a new phone. "how do you two still have things to say to each other?" fucking amusement park rides.
cardio twice a day. swimming. reading. movies. tv dvd sets. picking an acting school and enrolling. agent by the end of summer plz. writing screenplays. drinks every night. this is our summer and we are not afraid to take it. boston/ nyc. ludington familytime. nashville? are you ready for me? "i smell like a fucking pool.... oh, did you want me to get you one?....when i say things like that are you upset that i'm the best friend you could find?"
i do not have the kind of life everyone cares about superficially. but i like it anyway. and i am the sort of person everyone should care about what i contribute talent to. and part of current life is making future plans. you will see me when i arrive... but the people who count are the ones who know and believe in me before i depart.
random from my screening before i left for france. i look not like me. like an alien. it happens.
"who shit in my bag? NOT COOL."
"SHOT TUBE."
"anal grease, you look nice.... get how that's funny?"
"they're stripper hot"
"she's a fiend!"
"wait... he's not a virgin?" (pre-weekend, but i was keeping the memory alive with my crylaughing)
i wish i could remember 80 other funny things done and said. i was in a fucking ridiculously good mood from the moment in the car to midway through saturday. mario is no longer employed at metro. really sad. end of an era... and my dad is unemployed. hey now. other news.... played video poker with an old man. met a dude who's an exec chef at ketchup, thank you. broke my dress when i got back in the room. did vegas right on friday.... walked home with the sun half-up.
i need a new phone. "how do you two still have things to say to each other?" fucking amusement park rides.
cardio twice a day. swimming. reading. movies. tv dvd sets. picking an acting school and enrolling. agent by the end of summer plz. writing screenplays. drinks every night. this is our summer and we are not afraid to take it. boston/ nyc. ludington familytime. nashville? are you ready for me? "i smell like a fucking pool.... oh, did you want me to get you one?....when i say things like that are you upset that i'm the best friend you could find?"
i do not have the kind of life everyone cares about superficially. but i like it anyway. and i am the sort of person everyone should care about what i contribute talent to. and part of current life is making future plans. you will see me when i arrive... but the people who count are the ones who know and believe in me before i depart.
random from my screening before i left for france. i look not like me. like an alien. it happens.