I've been so busy lately I haven't updated this in a long time. But I've been trying to call Brian for the past two nights and he's never there. I hope you're not dead, asshole. In case you care, LA is a lot of work but I'm having a good time. Last night Brett took me to this magazine launch party. He can't stop talking about how cool you are. ( Read more... )

Hey, Brian? You know the watch you got me? It's nice, I guess, but it isn't quite right. Can you take it back?

Wow. What a fun evening I had. I have tofu somewhere in my jeans and I can't find it ( Read more... )

So Daph sent me this game, Snood, today. Brian saw it and thought it was "completely inane and ridiculously childish" (his words) but every time I left the room I would come back to find he had played a round! He's such a fucking liar.

( He was okay at first )

First I couldn't find my red hoodie. Then my Froot Loops were in the garbage.

Now I ordered a pizza, and Brian picked it up. He was already gone by the time I got home. He left this note on top of the pizza box:


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Home sick. Deb brought soup and wanted to stay, but everything is too loud and hurts my head. Michael keeps texting me going "were r the sketches 4 rage mr. artiste??!!!!" so I turned off my cell and unplugged the phone. Brian, stop calling me, okay? I'm fine.

From: bkinney@kinnetic.net ( Read more... )

Hey Brian. Just wanted to let you know I was at Daphne's last night and passed out. How come you didn't answer your phone today?

Can we get pizza tonight?

Fine. Have fun jerking yourself off for the next fifty years.