I get up at 7 normally. But it’s 11 today. Shower, dress, breakfast of orange juice and last night’s pizza. I’m the first one up, next follows Amy dragging her feet along the kitchen floor, making no sound as she slips into the chair opposite me. Her breakfast consists, as it does every morning, of a cigarette and coffee. Black. No milk. No sugar. ( Read more... )

I have the worse timing, coming onto AIM when no one else is on. At least Chrissy showed up for a little while to ease the boredom. It's so easy sinking back to all the old jokes with her. She's a little tired of work and we've decided we should do something to combat the filming blues we've both got at the moment. Not sure how, but we'll come up ( Read more... )

I've been neglecting this place again. The only excuse I can offer up is that of filming and not being in the best of moods lately. Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted me around. I've been trying to get down to the beach as much as possible to keep my mind off a few things concerning the housemates. Surfing is soothing for my soul, as is time spent ( Read more... )

Thank you to Stell for Wednesday and to Keira for Thursday.

Now that the both of them have left me totally exhausted after all that surfing, a full update will have to wait until I'm a little more rested.

And I need to call Stell...

Thank you to the beautiful adriana_lima for the new icons, that's if LJ hasn't replaced them with the ever interesting white box with a red cross in it ;)

So now I have the icon to back up Keira's suggestion of my introduction upon meeting others in chat, that fellow from Remember the Titans who got picked on and had that shaggy, hippie-esque look about him ( Read more... )

estella_ is my inspiration ( Read more... )

so sad so sad with all the pent up anger and the freeway fights. they flick me off and really never understand the meaning. wait a minute baby, i am what you want. the chocolate milk tasted funny and i read the lable a little closer-"a product resembling milk." we fake what is best. it even had more fat. a new trend: me being able to pick out the ( Read more... )

I worship keira_knightleyI’m sitting in a room littered with last nights litany of sins a la my housemates and the smoke of their rolled drugs still seems to linger and pollute the air in this room. The occasional mumble of sleep talk or soft snores drifts down the hall from the three people I share this house with. An Alanis Morrissette album (did I even spell ( Read more... )

Some people on the friends page seem a little upset ( Read more... )

I don't think I've ever had the opportunity of indulging in an uninterrupted conversation ( Read more... )