Say you love me every waking moment.
Aah, what a good few days this has been!
Hmm... required what-happened-at-Christmas: 'Twas rather dull. The end. And no one in NY would go see Phantom of the Opera with me on the twenty-sixth. Which was very sad.
Filming yesterday went quite well. Um. Yeah. End of that story.
But the thing that happened yesterday that amused me all day long was when we were at Brittany's church, and some lady recognized me from the show I just finished at McLean Community Center. 'Twas amusing 'cos of the extreme difference in what I was wearing. I mean really, comparing some stuck up girl with a gigantic bow on the top of her head to a film noir chick all in black with red lips and netting over her eyes? I think not, my friend.
Our Reston Town Center escapade was, as per usual, quite entertaining. However, I was rather cold considering I didn't bring any other clothes, so I was wearing my skirt, short sleeve shirt, and hobo jacket. The hobo jacket fails at warmth though- No hobo would really want it. Anyway, we (me, Lambsky, Turner, Board, and Carroll. Yeah, last names.) went to Starbucks upon arrival around 1:30. Sat in the Hyatt talking for a few hours. Elizabeth was a cam-whore (but what else is new?) and took approximately 8,951 pictures of herself. Saw Phantom of the Opera again. It is still amazing even though Brittany and I had our Statler and Waldorf moments and found all the mistakes. Then French hair guy showed up. We began our long, cold walk to the restaurant. Saw Lily, which was rather exciting although I had to run away to avoid getting hypothermia and dying. Went to Ruby Tuesday's. To avoid causing bodily harm to ourselves and others, Brittany and I left Ruby Tuesday's and ate at Panera. Then the two of us went back to Starbucks 'cos it was freaking cold. Sat around and waited for the rest of everyone. Left RTC. Went to Nikki's. Began to watch Almost Famous (and we proved that Ryan wasn't crazy, even though we gave him looks like he was, when he said that the guy in Saved is also in Almost Famous). I went home. Watched the new version of A Person/A Paper/A Promise. Listened to some Phantom of the Opera soundtrack. Slept.
Sarena told me that Emmy Rossum as Christine in Phantom of the Opera reminded her of me. That made me quite happy 'cos Emmy Rossum is amazing and gorgeous.
Brittany and I were very mean friends yesterday. I'm sorry. We only refused to sit with everyone else during the movie 'cos they talk too much and laugh at not funny things. And the two rows behind us? Weellll... We didn't want to hear them. And we only left the restaurant 'cos of the French Hair Guy. He was very icky. And very rude. We left an escape route for Nikki and Elizabeth... It's their fault for not using it. So there.
Today was a bit dull. It doesn't warrant comments. Except that I wore my Blode trucker hat all day. Hoo-ray'd for Brittany's Christmas present to me!
Tomorrow night I'm holding an artsy film noir movie night at my house. They 'artsy' means you have to wear all black, but because it's a movie night, it has to be sweatpants or pajama pants. Hooray for dress codes! Call if you're interested. It will be beyond-words-awesome.
I still need to talk to Ashton.
Question: What exactly constitutes a "date"?
Hmm... required what-happened-at-Christmas: 'Twas rather dull. The end. And no one in NY would go see Phantom of the Opera with me on the twenty-sixth. Which was very sad.
Filming yesterday went quite well. Um. Yeah. End of that story.
But the thing that happened yesterday that amused me all day long was when we were at Brittany's church, and some lady recognized me from the show I just finished at McLean Community Center. 'Twas amusing 'cos of the extreme difference in what I was wearing. I mean really, comparing some stuck up girl with a gigantic bow on the top of her head to a film noir chick all in black with red lips and netting over her eyes? I think not, my friend.
Our Reston Town Center escapade was, as per usual, quite entertaining. However, I was rather cold considering I didn't bring any other clothes, so I was wearing my skirt, short sleeve shirt, and hobo jacket. The hobo jacket fails at warmth though- No hobo would really want it. Anyway, we (me, Lambsky, Turner, Board, and Carroll. Yeah, last names.) went to Starbucks upon arrival around 1:30. Sat in the Hyatt talking for a few hours. Elizabeth was a cam-whore (but what else is new?) and took approximately 8,951 pictures of herself. Saw Phantom of the Opera again. It is still amazing even though Brittany and I had our Statler and Waldorf moments and found all the mistakes. Then French hair guy showed up. We began our long, cold walk to the restaurant. Saw Lily, which was rather exciting although I had to run away to avoid getting hypothermia and dying. Went to Ruby Tuesday's. To avoid causing bodily harm to ourselves and others, Brittany and I left Ruby Tuesday's and ate at Panera. Then the two of us went back to Starbucks 'cos it was freaking cold. Sat around and waited for the rest of everyone. Left RTC. Went to Nikki's. Began to watch Almost Famous (and we proved that Ryan wasn't crazy, even though we gave him looks like he was, when he said that the guy in Saved is also in Almost Famous). I went home. Watched the new version of A Person/A Paper/A Promise. Listened to some Phantom of the Opera soundtrack. Slept.
Sarena told me that Emmy Rossum as Christine in Phantom of the Opera reminded her of me. That made me quite happy 'cos Emmy Rossum is amazing and gorgeous.
Brittany and I were very mean friends yesterday. I'm sorry. We only refused to sit with everyone else during the movie 'cos they talk too much and laugh at not funny things. And the two rows behind us? Weellll... We didn't want to hear them. And we only left the restaurant 'cos of the French Hair Guy. He was very icky. And very rude. We left an escape route for Nikki and Elizabeth... It's their fault for not using it. So there.
Today was a bit dull. It doesn't warrant comments. Except that I wore my Blode trucker hat all day. Hoo-ray'd for Brittany's Christmas present to me!
Tomorrow night I'm holding an artsy film noir movie night at my house. They 'artsy' means you have to wear all black, but because it's a movie night, it has to be sweatpants or pajama pants. Hooray for dress codes! Call if you're interested. It will be beyond-words-awesome.
I still need to talk to Ashton.
Question: What exactly constitutes a "date"?