I'm back.... sort of...

Well, I got back last night from a weekend in tucson. it was very very tiring. i won't go into details, but let me just say that if i ever get married, i'm eloping to las vegas.... honestly. i'm soooo exhausted! i have a million things i should be doing, but i think i'm going to lie around for a little while instead. ok.... more to come after i've slept more and am more sane!

I know you can't read this because you're on a mountain, but...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIAN GRUHN!!!!!!!!! I love you. The end.

words cannot express...

You must immediately go to April's live journal and read her entry about her trip to White Castle. I have not read anything as entertaining since Mark's soda taste test adventure. It makes me want to start an April worshipping cult and use that posting as our bible. It would be like scientology.... only without Tom Cruise.

Meeehhhh.

I wish that cell phones had the ability to magically disappear when you're drunk, but then return later when you've sobered up. That would've helped me a lot last night.

Besides drunk dials, last night was pretty phenomenal. Here are a few highlights:

* I danced with a fabulous gay man who was incredibly fascinated with my boobs. We definetly almost made out and had babies.

* Jaimie, me, and 2 other girls did the most brilliant rendition of "Total Eclipse of the Heart" that's ever been done.... ever. The best part was when we thought the song was over and we bowed and started walking away.... then realized it was just a musical interlude and ran back and finished the song. Fucking brilliant.

* I met the most amazing man who's ever exsisted. He had batman sun glasses. I'm going to try to explain them, so bear with me. They were in the shape of batman's logo, and both wings open up so at any given moment you can open up one eye or both eyes for dramatic effect and then slam them shut. Ugh... words cannot describe their fantasticness. Just know that I wore them for a better part of the night and I wish more than anything that there had been a picture taken so that the amazingness of these glasses could be documented.

* Batman glasses boy (or Danny) and I were giggling like little school children on the couch, when we were kicked out of the living room so these other people that were in the living room could get it on.... so we went and lied on the floor in front of the elevator and talked about bounty hunting and other relevant life issues until 4:30 in the morning. I'm pretty sure if he were gay we would run through fields of flowers holding hands and giggling all the time.

That was my fabulous night in Hollywood in a nutshell. Thank you.

So....

I don't know why Jesus hates me, but he does. He hates me soooo much that he's taking it out on other people just so that I cannot have a good time. On the plus side, tomorrow I get to get drunk in Hollywood with a fabulous gay man who says we're going to makeout and have babies. Fantastic!


God this week sucked.... except for the aquisition of the greatest painting in exsistence, which you can see if you go here and then click on the bottom left thumbnail. I love that apple.

Bah. I need to sleep, makeout with someone, and dance like a maniac.... maybe not in that order.

All work and no play makes Angela...

Go crazy? Don't mind if I do!! I'm fucking delirious right now. I've gotten so little sleep the past two nights that I feel like the offspring of a robot and a zombie that is also severly addicted to crack. That's how I feel... like a Robot Crack Zombie. And I have to open again tomorrow... which equals DEATH! And I'm meeting my myspace crush tomorrowish... so I need to try and get some sleep tonight so I can act like a normal human being... not that I am a normal human being, but I'd like to at least act like one at first. Also, my life is crazy. Really hot tattoed guy who comes into my work is 31, has a 10 year old daughter, is ridiculously wealthy, and wants to fly to Tucson with me in 2 weeks to strip for my friend's bachelorette party. This was all his idea (ps). I don't know what to do with that. Really, I don't. I guess I should just let him come and strip if he wants to.... I'm sure a room full of drunken girls wouldn't mind it... he's really hot. But then what if it gets out of hand and turns into a crazy xrated fiasco? g-strings and dollar bills flying everywhere, girls pillow fighting in the background, a confused room service delivery guy.... yeah, that would just be really awkward seeing him at work after that.

Yesterday was weird..... or How I became the future Mrs. Jared of Box City

Man, yesterday was like I was living in a freakshow. I'm not going into detail about anything but Box City, but all you really need to know is:

1. I don't have any STD's,
2. I'm going to be working on a short digital film..... as assistant editor.... even though the guy who contacted me about it knows I'm an actor and even asked, "Do you know any actors who are willing to work for free?"... ME! Geez. Whatever, I'm excited about it nonetheless,
3. I'm the biggest nerd who has ever exsisted, and
4. Don't sit in a public place such as a restaurant or coffee shop for too long with my friend Ashley if you get embarrassed by people glaring at you when she says offensive and/or ridiculously funny things really loudly.

Now, onto Box City! Somewhere in between the film news and me being the biggest reject that has ever lived, Jaimie and I went to Box City. Our plans to see Jared were thwarted on Saturday because he left early, so we went back yesterday to give him one last chance. Well, we walk in and he's thrilled to see us, of course, but he's confused because he thought we were coming in this Saturday, not last Saturday. Oh, I forgot to mention that during this entire conversation with Jared, some weird guy who I thought was another customer was just sort of standing around watching us. So... we go about our Box City business, which includes buying 100 9x12 envelopes and 2 tiny tiny little pink bows (Jaimie: We should buy a bow for our box of envelopes. Me:Ok. Jaimie: Should we get the light pink or the dark pink? Me: Hmmmmm.... Jaimie: Let's get them both and duel over them later. We can pick up jousting sticks on the way home.) and I mention that we really have no more excuses to come back to Box City for awhile, and Jared says he's sure we'll find a reason, and we all laugh and then Jaimie and I are heading out the door when the weird guy who I thought was a customer yells out, "Why don't you guys get his phone number?" and we stop, look at Jared, he looks at us, we shrug, he writes down his phone number, hands it to us, then we take it and go. So, now we have Jared of Box City's phone number hanging on our bulletin board. Really, it was just an unusual day.

Bad News

Apparently, the guest list for the party got too big and so the plus 1's turned into plus zero's, which means lenka's going and i'm not. it's cool though, it just gives me another reason to hate paris hilton: she has poor party planning skills!! whatever, i don't need to be famous yet and meet famous people and makeout with them. i'm perfectly content being me...... and doing things that i do.... argh. I guess I am a little disappointed... but I'll get over it. At least I'll still get to hear about the party from Lenka. That's better than nothing!! hrmph. I'm gonna go try to sleep, I guess, since I have to work ass early tomorrow. peace!

ps- I was just watching the original "The Office" from England, and it's incredible! I saw the first episode of the American version and it doesn't compare AT ALL! please, if you're going to watch it at all, rent the english version! it's freaking unbelievable!!!

here is the full story!

lenka works in an agency that represents efron perez (aka pedro from nap d) and he's a really cool guy and he always talks to her when he comes in and makes jokes with her and such and I guess he's really good friends with the hilton sisters and so they're all throwing a combined vma after party and he gave lenka an invitation and she's taking me!!!!!!! sorry for that runon sentence, i'm very tired right now. anyway, in conclusion, the invite is only for 2 people (which means lenka can't bring jaimie too which she feels really bad about and so do i, but it's not like she can say, "hey efron, it's really cool that you gave me this invite to your exclusive vma after party, but it's just not enough"), so i'm sorry, but i can't take you with me steph! i would if i could!!!! i'll try and sneak lots of pictures, though! i'm really nervous, actually. what does one wear to a party hosted by the hilton sisters???? ok, i desperatly have to go eat dinner, but i wanted to keep the masses informed of the news! peace!

I don't have much time right now...

But I had to tell you that on Saturday night, I am going to a VMA after party hosted by the Hilton Sisters and the guy who play Pedro in Nap D!!!!! !!!! ! More details after work!!