When I rehearsed on Sunday night with Val, she and I ran the lines once. It had been weeks since we'd run it and once was all we could muster. I hate the scene, first of all. It's mushy and emotional and girly and chick flick and pink and Southern and give me a fuh-cking bah-REAK just not ME. HowEVER, I also know that this is the kind of role I ( Read more... )

Watching The O’Blowhard Factor this afternoon, I couldn’t help but laugh at a particularly outrageous “news” piece he ran today on his crappy show. And I mean crappy show in the worst possible sense-it truly sucks ( Read more... )

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1. I got hit on by a woman Monday night. Her (male) friend asked me if she could buy me a drink, and I walked out of there with her number. She caught me at the door and asked for mine, and I couldn't think of any good, non-presumptuous reason not to give it to her ( Read more... )

At 11pm last night, I was curled up on my bed, weeping helplessly in the fetal position, dialoguing with my seasonal, red-phone God about how the hell to get myself out of this mess ( Read more... )

I just treated myself to a candlelight dinner on the balcony. Boiled some pasta, heated some sauce, poured some red wine, played Armstrong and Fitzgerald and read three plays. Caught my mouth moving silently during my favorite parts... when Juliet's maiden blush painted her cheeks, when Georgie laid her cards out for Andrew, when Jackie-O pointed ( Read more... )

we received a phone call at work today. the call was regarding an organization that needed my company's support in their cause. well, folks, if this isn't the kicker of all causes, shit, i don't know what is. for all you folks that have been asleep at the wheel, or perhaps this is your first post you've read of mine, i work in the karaoke industry ( Read more... )

So. C told me a story about an old friend last night. Her name's Celeste ( Read more... )

The countdown has begun, folks. Two weeks until my last day as a sheltered advertising executive. Two weeks until my only means of financial survival is ripped from my terrified clutches. Two weeks until my life as I know it is turned completely upside-down. Two weeks until I wake up at 8am and realize that for the first time in my life, I don't ( Read more... )

you work at access hollywood....go! (really wanted to be an actress, but really sucked, so resigned to interviewing the rich and famous--everything you hoped for in life)...in a room all alone cakin' on your makey-upy ( Read more... )