Justin: I read reports from when you and James were at the mall you were wearing a chastity ring.
Well, I've been putting this off long enough. Joshua C. Jackson I hope this makes you happy.
My career has been picking up lately, you are all shocked I know, but I am just happy to be able to update about it. The Sunday before last I performed a music showcase here in LA. It went very well and along with my friends and family, representatives from several major record labels were there so I am crossing my fingers and just hoping for the best. My heart races every time the phone rings and I have taken to squeezing stress balls. I like to draw faces of people I despise on them it helps and there is no jail time involved. Tomorrow I'm going to be in an invite-only fashion show for Hurley's fall 2005 international line. I always tend to tense up before these things. I've always been a pessimist and I can be counted on to visualize the worst, which usually involves me falling flat on my face. I'm also hoping Abominable comes out soon but I can visualize that going straight to DVD.
I was supposed to go to Canada last week to visit a certain someone but then he disappeared again. It doesn't surprise me, he's getting very good at that. I just wish he knew that I miss him while he's gone. I don't know, I guess I acted weirdly. That time you were gone for a really long time, I was confused and felt like everything was going too fast and I needed to be alone I guess, but that didn't stop me from missing you. I just had a poor way of showing it and when you came back I should have greeted you with a fanfare and lots of capital letters and maybe even flowers but I didn't. I don't know why. I acted cold and closed off and for the life of me I can't figure out why I did that. I regret it and when I saw your IMs today my heart leapt quite a bit and I was just sorry that I wasn't there when you were on. There's a lot I want/ed to say. Mostly that I miss you.
So after my show tomorrow I'll be hopping the LJ plane across the pond to London. Hopefully I'll be seated next to a male who I can bat my eyes at so he will buy me those little sample size bottles of liquor because sob I am not of age yet. I hope to be well on my way to inebriation by the time I get off the plane like the mom in the Parent Trap (the Lindsay Lohan version), because thanks to the lovely time difference it will already be St. Patrick's Day in England by then and I like to pretend I'm Irish on that holy day of drinking. I try to aim for 24 hours of intoxication every year but I think that isn't really all that healthy, but like I give two shits. Anyways I'm excited I'll finally get to see Josh. Jackson that is. There are too many Joshes in my life it really confuses me sometimes. We are going to rent his movies and watch them and I am going to laugh and laugh and laugh until I can't breathe. Except for Mighty Ducks I will watch that in silent reverance because Charlie Conway is the best and no one can speak ill of him or else I will throw 'bows. I might force him to watch the first few episodes of the OC even though I am highly ashamed of them. Although nothing could ever be as shameful as my American Idol involvement. I don't know how long I'll be there maybe until Josh gets sick of me and throws me out onto the rainy streets of London and I have to beg like Oliver PLEASE SIR CAN I HAHVE SOME MOHRE (BRITISH ACCENT). Or until the other Josh demands I come to Canada.
I wasn't even going to mention this at all because I am really tired of it and I don't feel it deserves a mention. If you have such a problem with me just go ahead and remove me and then you won't have to deal with me anymore. Anonymous animosity really does nothing for anyone and it's getting old. I've moved on and so should everyone else.
Sigh, enough of that I'm in too good of a mood. I hope I get to keep the clothes tomorrow. Oh I was also featured in a Maxim article where they proclaimed me one of the five most gorgeous girls in Hollywood and a physical incarnation of Aphrodite, but what really caught my attention was the fact that they seem to be under the impression that I am a virgin. Cough, cough I mean what of course I am. That entire article is just so mistaken in so many ways. Aphrodite, ha. More like Medusa!
Oh and since I was on a break for Karolina's birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY even though that was such a long time ago and I was gone for Brittany's birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I love you both to death and I have presents. I also refuse to read my friends page for the time I was gone if there's anything important that happened in your lives I assume you've already told me.
My career has been picking up lately, you are all shocked I know, but I am just happy to be able to update about it. The Sunday before last I performed a music showcase here in LA. It went very well and along with my friends and family, representatives from several major record labels were there so I am crossing my fingers and just hoping for the best. My heart races every time the phone rings and I have taken to squeezing stress balls. I like to draw faces of people I despise on them it helps and there is no jail time involved. Tomorrow I'm going to be in an invite-only fashion show for Hurley's fall 2005 international line. I always tend to tense up before these things. I've always been a pessimist and I can be counted on to visualize the worst, which usually involves me falling flat on my face. I'm also hoping Abominable comes out soon but I can visualize that going straight to DVD.
I was supposed to go to Canada last week to visit a certain someone but then he disappeared again. It doesn't surprise me, he's getting very good at that. I just wish he knew that I miss him while he's gone. I don't know, I guess I acted weirdly. That time you were gone for a really long time, I was confused and felt like everything was going too fast and I needed to be alone I guess, but that didn't stop me from missing you. I just had a poor way of showing it and when you came back I should have greeted you with a fanfare and lots of capital letters and maybe even flowers but I didn't. I don't know why. I acted cold and closed off and for the life of me I can't figure out why I did that. I regret it and when I saw your IMs today my heart leapt quite a bit and I was just sorry that I wasn't there when you were on. There's a lot I want/ed to say. Mostly that I miss you.
So after my show tomorrow I'll be hopping the LJ plane across the pond to London. Hopefully I'll be seated next to a male who I can bat my eyes at so he will buy me those little sample size bottles of liquor because sob I am not of age yet. I hope to be well on my way to inebriation by the time I get off the plane like the mom in the Parent Trap (the Lindsay Lohan version), because thanks to the lovely time difference it will already be St. Patrick's Day in England by then and I like to pretend I'm Irish on that holy day of drinking. I try to aim for 24 hours of intoxication every year but I think that isn't really all that healthy, but like I give two shits. Anyways I'm excited I'll finally get to see Josh. Jackson that is. There are too many Joshes in my life it really confuses me sometimes. We are going to rent his movies and watch them and I am going to laugh and laugh and laugh until I can't breathe. Except for Mighty Ducks I will watch that in silent reverance because Charlie Conway is the best and no one can speak ill of him or else I will throw 'bows. I might force him to watch the first few episodes of the OC even though I am highly ashamed of them. Although nothing could ever be as shameful as my American Idol involvement. I don't know how long I'll be there maybe until Josh gets sick of me and throws me out onto the rainy streets of London and I have to beg like Oliver PLEASE SIR CAN I HAHVE SOME MOHRE (BRITISH ACCENT). Or until the other Josh demands I come to Canada.
I wasn't even going to mention this at all because I am really tired of it and I don't feel it deserves a mention. If you have such a problem with me just go ahead and remove me and then you won't have to deal with me anymore. Anonymous animosity really does nothing for anyone and it's getting old. I've moved on and so should everyone else.
Sigh, enough of that I'm in too good of a mood. I hope I get to keep the clothes tomorrow. Oh I was also featured in a Maxim article where they proclaimed me one of the five most gorgeous girls in Hollywood and a physical incarnation of Aphrodite, but what really caught my attention was the fact that they seem to be under the impression that I am a virgin. Cough, cough I mean what of course I am. That entire article is just so mistaken in so many ways. Aphrodite, ha. More like Medusa!
Oh and since I was on a break for Karolina's birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY even though that was such a long time ago and I was gone for Brittany's birthday HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I love you both to death and I have presents. I also refuse to read my friends page for the time I was gone if there's anything important that happened in your lives I assume you've already told me.