i had such a  great weekend. and to think, i had basically NOTHING planned. i thought i was gonna be sitting in my room sulking for the majority of it.

friday night met up with my sketch group. i think our name is Future Darts, as come up by... me! We met last week at The Roost in Los Feliz, and there was a dart board there, but not just ANY dart ( Read more... )

 i hate how negative i sound in here sometimes. (ie yesterday's post. [okay, almost every post]) But besides maybe being a little loney, and a little frustrated, I'm pretty happy.

I really do love my job and I have no intentions of looking elsewhere or quitting or moving abroad or to another city... I'm actually quite content here now. I really see ( Read more... )

this is my brill idea of a Pissed List.... but it's way too old now. We held it back and now no one cares about these things. But, again, I worked hard on it, so here it is, two weeks too late.

THE PISSED LIST - what pisses me off this week

5. The idiotic idea that they’re still making a movie version of Dallas, despite ten million rewrites and ( Read more... )

sometimes i write something for work and then i realize my boss has already written it. boo. well, i refuse to waste good material, so here's a latest celeb sighting i wrote up that will never get its place in the sun:

Jessica Simpson flying business class on a commercial airline to Dallas. Girl’s got a death wish to keep coming back to the anti-J.S ( Read more... )

the perks of my job continue. last night I got on the list for a pre-grammy cocktail party at Area nightclub. i've always wanted to check out Area and never want to wait in the cold or pay a cover, so that's why I went. of course when I get there, i'm NOT on the list (although i SO rsvp'd, dammit) but I ACTED like I was on the list, so they let me ( Read more... )

 feeling a little better. new tylonal meds must be working.

it's been two years since i left sydney today. two years and i'm still talking about it. that's love, huh. i am scared if i ever go back I won't want to leave. how could i go there and NOT stay? not that i'm not enjoying LA right now, what with all the new crazy creative things i'm doing. I ( Read more... )

Shitty in Pink

Wish I could blame the writer’s strike on a movie like The Hottie and the Nottie being theatrically released nationally, but alas, this film was in the works for two very long freakin’ years. ‘Course, I’m only speculatin’ that a film whose main hook is Paris Hilton in a bikini and a rhyming title won’t be sweeping up Oscars like a ( Read more... )

a lot of happenings ( Read more... )

i'm really moody this week. could it be the meh-date i went on in the same neighborhood i had such wonderful times in while dating Will? who doesn't want to speak to me anymore? (not like i SHOULD be talking to him) could it be i'm realizing how little money I'm earning at this job (a little over $500 a week) and I'm freaking out because my ( Read more... )

 so here's the results from a little experiment i like to call, Hire a Personal Trainer And Don't Eat Crap Everyday For a Year:

me, january 2006 on my birthday:


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