( Kilroy's Myspace lol )

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God damn it. I miss the Tea Cup Ride.

[Private to Gabe]

[A few unsure scribbles]

I'm sorry. I didn't-

I'm wound tighter than the Rabbit's pocket watch-

Can I pay for some doctor bills?

I'm working on exactly three hours of sleep, but I thought I'd let everyone know May and I are in the new Vanity Fair as a sort of wedding present from them.

Not that this is exactly the most romantic shot I've ever seen, but whatever. God damn it I wish this was enough to get me into the Oscars.

( Cut for picture pasted into journal- pretend that Paltrow is May ok? Ok. )

[Private to Harrison]

Hey, Harri do you have a sec?

[Private to Gabe]

Gabe, man, you know I don't like getting into people's personal life. But god fucking damn.

I changed my mind. No offense to Sebastian, but if he's doing a movie about us based on a novel openly written by Mr. Hot Air Balloon, then there's no way I'm going to be following that trend. I mean really.

Hey here's a question: When I say I want god damned Paul Jillian on the phone why is it so god damned hard to do? I fired three interns today. Three.

Alright. Get it together KB. Get it-

I know it's one of you mother fuckers. I know, because it's so god damned obvious. It's also god damned brilliant. Brilliant. Movie material brilliant. Catch my ( Read more... )

Wait, wait. So, you're telling me that people have been posting pictures of animals and there hasn't been ONE lolcat. Not one? You people. I'm calling Cute with Chris. And, do you know what he's going to say? All your dreams are dead ( Read more... )

( Private to Self-Picture Pasted into Journal )

[Edited after his conversation with May]
Someone please tell Kermit he's not allowed to show me any articles from certain magazines.

We- I mean- I'm going to be a husband.

Sweet, sweet freedom. I'm going to miss the girls at the clinic, but I really can't skip out on the awards tonight. What will Hollywood do without me ( Read more... )