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[Jul 6th, 2010 * 11:44pm] |
I realize that all the silly drunk boys were having fun chasing everyone around with sparklers, but if I find any singed hair, you are all dead.
This is not an idle threat.
Also, David, I noticed that your apartment still smells like something is burning. You might want to check that out. Or at least get some Febreeze. And next time, crack a couple more windows before one of your friends decides to set off a smoke bomb.
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| .024 -- Ugh. |
[Jun 10th, 2010 * 7:38pm] |
I think I'm coming down with something. Summer colds can kiss my ass.
If anyone needs me, I'll be taking a nap.
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| .023 -- Damn. |
[May 25th, 2010 * 11:40pm] |
I managed to wash an ink pen with a load of laundry. Good laundry, too. Which is what happens when I come home from Seattle and dump the entire suitcase in the washing machine, I guess. Managed to ruin most of my good jeans and about half a dozen shirts. Not to mention the inside of the dryer looks like one of those spin art things.
Kinda starting to understand why there was always someone to do this for me when I was growing up.
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| .022 -- Yeah...no. |
[Apr 28th, 2010 * 1:13am] |
My attempts at being domestic are going to end up burning the apartment down.
On that note...we're having pizza for dinner.
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| .021 -- Home again. |
[Mar 17th, 2010 * 1:59am] |
( Private to Self )
With spring right around the corner, shit is about to get super busy. Time to start cracking down.
I think Max is ready to be out in front of a crowd again. Meanwhile, Jose has perfected another stunt, which means I can practice with him without courting hoof shaped bruises. Nothing like one of those to make the people at the clubs stare.
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| .020 -- Huzzah. |
[Feb 25th, 2010 * 5:37pm] |
I am so glad the MTNs are open. This makes my frequent trips to LA a whole lot easier. I can't think of a better way to spend the weekend than...well, that's really not anybodies business, so we'll leave it at that.
Pete, if you tell Mom I'm in town, I will be forced to kill you. I have plans, and I do not need her trying to track me down. Again. Last time I saw her, she said I needed Botox for that 'unsightly wrinkle between my eyebrows'. Bitch.
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| .019 -- FML. |
[Feb 15th, 2010 * 4:31am] |
It's official. Every holiday sucks.
But it looks like my schedule is wide open now. So, if anyone wants to invite me out, now is the time.
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| .018 -- Hmph. |
[Feb 3rd, 2010 * 10:30pm] |
So, I didn't believe it at first, but the war may actually be over. Not that I was ever involved. Still, things should go back to normal now, right?
( David )
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| .017 -- Hah. |
[Jan 1st, 2010 * 6:44pm] |
I know you think you were being clever, but really. My parents spend so much time in the papers that anyone can find them. Same goes for other various family members and friends. You could have just sent me newspaper clippings and gotten the same effect.
As for the ones of me...nice job. You got some lovely angles from the roof. I applaud you for escaping the notice of my uncle (and everyone else). Next time, try to get some more of the steamy shots through the windows. I'll send them to my boyfriend. That is, if you haven't already.
( Private to David )
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| .016 -- Countdown. |
[Dec 17th, 2009 * 1:18am] |
One week and counting until I'm expected to show up in LA for round two of the Reed Family Holidays.
The phonecalls should start any minute now.
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| .015 -- The good stuff. |
[Dec 1st, 2009 * 4:14am] |
It's time to take a break from the movies and expos and all those other things I do to get paid, and remind myself how to be a good person. You can go ahead and start your razzing now. I'm braced for it.
So, for the next month I'll be volunteering at various therapeutic riding centers. Now what is that, you might ask. Well, they're places where people with developmental disabilities, life-threatening illnesses, and long-term physical therapy go to relax. That's right, horseback riding is good for something.
I'm pretty excited about it. And hey, it's way safer than the rest of the crap I do, so maybe I won't break anything.
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| .014 -- Woohoo. |
[Nov 26th, 2009 * 10:15pm] |
I survived. Despite the fact that my grandmother told me I looked like I'd gained weight, but that it was okay since I was unlikely to ever land an 'acceptable husband' anyway. Right after that, she got distracted by verbally abusing my uncle. Better him than me, I guess. Plus, he was drunk enough to handle it. Pretty sure he told her to go screw herself at some point, but he wasn't being very loud about it.
I love my family. Thank god we only have to do this once a year.
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| .013 -- Haaah. |
[Nov 10th, 2009 * 12:10am] |
Playing quarters with a bunch of wannabe actor cowboys = bad.
I need to go lie down. But first! Someone moved my hotel...
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| .012 -- Family matters. |
[Oct 21st, 2009 * 2:47am] |
My brother finally learned how to use a computer.
Faaaaantastic.
Now everyone gets to see what I put up with growing up. Just remember, even though he's a jackass, I'm still super awesome.
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| .011 -- Work and more work. |
[Sep 24th, 2009 * 10:28pm] |
I'll be in South Dakota for the next two weeks (at least), though thanks to the wonders of the MTN, no one will get a chance to miss me.
Normally, I'd complain that there isn't shit to do in South Dakota, but since I'm going for work, I doubt that I'll have time to do anything except make sure no actors get crushed trying to do something stupid.
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