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Los Angeles. No matter how many times I fly into this state, no matter how many friends of mine live here, there's something about it that always seems to prevent it from feeling like a proper home. If home is where your heart is then I suppose I'm up shit's creek without a paddle. Care to toss one over my way so I might be able to wade out without fully drowning?
All pathetic analogies and woebegone metaphors of home aside, it's back into filming and work I go although I'd be lying if I tried to say that work to me these past few years has been more like breathing. When I find myself with copious amounts of free time I thrash about wildly as if someone has held my head under water and then almost instantly proceed to grabbing the most erratic and ridiculous circumstance I can latch onto and milk it for all it is worth. Fortunately this time, not much damage was done (that I'm aware of least ways) as I found myself in good company with someone who drinks like a fish, actually holds their alcohol alarmingly well for their slight body weight, is intelligent and pleasurable company and who makes a prettier girl than I. What are the odds? If ever you should need someone to shoot pointless shit with and discuss mindless babble, social politics or even poke fun at locals then look no further then Cillian Murphy. A whiskey man after my own heart, I truly enjoyed wasting my dull moments of free time away with you. Next time we find ourselves within striking distance, I will make no bones about pissing the night away with you again. Besides, I have yet to see you in a bar fight, there's no way I can say I've truly experienced real life as I know it till I have experienced that.
So nothing was broken, save for maybe the stool that I continued to fall off of by the time the evening was out which is a major step up then from what happened the last time I found myself at loose ends which resulted in a brand new Tiffany's lamp being tossed off of a fire escape. My sister was none the too thrilled with that antic as it was a gift from her for whatever holiday had most recently passed. And so I find myself back at "home." Miserable weather, good work and donning a pig snout on a regular basis. I can't find much room to complain, so long as I'm in air conditioning.
All pathetic analogies and woebegone metaphors of home aside, it's back into filming and work I go although I'd be lying if I tried to say that work to me these past few years has been more like breathing. When I find myself with copious amounts of free time I thrash about wildly as if someone has held my head under water and then almost instantly proceed to grabbing the most erratic and ridiculous circumstance I can latch onto and milk it for all it is worth. Fortunately this time, not much damage was done (that I'm aware of least ways) as I found myself in good company with someone who drinks like a fish, actually holds their alcohol alarmingly well for their slight body weight, is intelligent and pleasurable company and who makes a prettier girl than I. What are the odds? If ever you should need someone to shoot pointless shit with and discuss mindless babble, social politics or even poke fun at locals then look no further then Cillian Murphy. A whiskey man after my own heart, I truly enjoyed wasting my dull moments of free time away with you. Next time we find ourselves within striking distance, I will make no bones about pissing the night away with you again. Besides, I have yet to see you in a bar fight, there's no way I can say I've truly experienced real life as I know it till I have experienced that.
So nothing was broken, save for maybe the stool that I continued to fall off of by the time the evening was out which is a major step up then from what happened the last time I found myself at loose ends which resulted in a brand new Tiffany's lamp being tossed off of a fire escape. My sister was none the too thrilled with that antic as it was a gift from her for whatever holiday had most recently passed. And so I find myself back at "home." Miserable weather, good work and donning a pig snout on a regular basis. I can't find much room to complain, so long as I'm in air conditioning.