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I was up late last night. Brad is estimating I went to bed at 3:30 or 4am and that he climbed into bed with me 45 minutes later. Seeing as how normally he’s in bed at 9pm and I join him at midnight, one would think we had to have been good and drunk last night BUT NO! We were actually working till the wee hours.

Brad was managing Denzel Washington’s boy/girl twins’ (I know that has a specific name but I am too lazy and tired to look it up - fraternal??) sweet sixteen birthday party at the Factory in West Hollywood. He was walking around for a good 3 hours in a “Club One Six” t-shirt before he realized what his shirt meant.

He was undoubtedly standing there thinking of a zillion things that had to happen in order for everything to run smoothly when all of a sudden I picture him closing his mouth (for once! …he claims he has problems with his nasal passages and has to open his mouth to breath but I know he secretly just likes to make people think he’s a dimwit so they leave him alone and don’t ask him any hard questions or ask him to do stuff…) and thrusting his chin up into the air as he tilts his head back and shuts his eyes. “Oh!”

Duh, Brad. Big huge DUH.

I was in Pasadena doing a wedding. The bride and groom were handsome and happy. Gorgeous dress, tasteful bridesmaids’ attire, blah blah blah. I am still shocked and appalled at how little they got for spending so much at the Ritz Carlton! Bad service, mediocre food, boring flowers…

Whatever.

When I got home at 1:30am, I had to finalize some materials for a conference I’m producing up North in May. We’re having a huge production meeting on Monday morning and that the meeting handouts have to be compiled and that I had to get my info in. So I sat down after hastily removing my *ouch* high heels that were practically glued to my feet at that point. I hobbled over to my computer and got busy.

So, long story longer… we were not out drinking and having fun and that is not why I need a volume button today (although it should be.)

Somewhere outside my door in Los Feliz slash Little Armenia & Thai Town adjacent, someone is teaching a Whitey how to speak their language. Judging by the loudness and heartiness of the foreigner’s voice, you could assume it is a big fat Greek wedding man that is trying to spread his native tongue across the Southland. But knowing the geographic location we’re in, you’d be better off guessing Armenian, Hangarian, Romanian or Lithuanian.

Regardless, HE IS SO FREAKING LOUD! And he laughs even louder! Everytime Whitey repeats whatever nonsense he is teaching he WAH AH AH HAHAHAHAHAH NO NO SAY IT LIKE THIS!!

Kill me.

Now.

Please.

Or at least bring me some ice cream.

Josh got his new dining room chairs!!

Josh, Vicky and I went to Thai Elvis.

Apparently, the waitress thought Josheepoo’s behind needed watering.

I know I don’t drink as much water as I should.

Okay, okay.  Stop laughing.  I’ll start over…

I do not drink any water on a regular basis.  Shocked?  Did I make you choke on a glass of your healthy 2 liters of water a day or whatever they recommend?  Sorry.

But honestly, I don’t drink 2 liters of anything a day (well, except maybe beer.)  I have a cup of coffee in the morning sometimes accompanied by a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice (depending on Brad’s level of motivation as he is the only reason why I am forced to eat breakfast.) I don’t drink with lunch unless someone at the office happens to bring us soda or if we eat out.  Do I eat dinner these days?  Sometimes.  I guess if I’m eating out or at home, I usually have a beer.  There is LOTS of water in beer.  This is where I make up for being so “un-healthy.”

Coffee - made from water
Iced Tea - made from water
OJ - mother nature’s yummy water
Beer - made from water and then man added heaven to it

So get off my back already!

which one do you like? i’m doing someone’s house and need help.

you are a disaster!

i went to kelly clarkson’s cd release slash birthday party.  i took some videos on my phone.  one is kelly (red shirt) singing/rapping with her own words dissing avril lavigne to avril’s new single.  the other is 2 of kelly’s best friends doing karaoke to kelly’s big hit “since you’ve been gone.”  it was a white trash karaoke dance party.

down with avril

since you’ve been gone

I got my car washed today at the place on Vermont and Hollywood Blvd., where I’ve never gone before.  Let me just say, I’ll never go there again.  They did the worst job.  I’ve had lots of bad luck with carwash quality and I am excited for the day when we buy a house with a driveway where we can wash our cars on site.  Then I don’t have to worry about sitting around waiting at a packed carwash with bad music until they honk to signal my car is ready.

Today, I walked up to my car and the tires were still filthy and even the body of the car wasn’t fully clean!!  And I’m supposed to tip?!  And I have to pay for this shoddy b.s. half-assed job??

Then I get into my car to drive away and the driver’s seat is soaked!!  Did they roll my windows down before washing it?

Good help is so hard to find.

:o)