Well don't ask me, I lie ( Read more... )

All of those times I said "mom, you'd better watch out. I'm gonna be a star." I was quoting Chicago, totally not tempting the fates of Hollywood, making them fall for my over-the-top charm enough to give me my own show but hey, that's show business. No, I've been doing a lot of reflecting. By reflecting, you know, that's sitting on the trailer ( Read more... )

The reason I make my mother my date so often is that she uses mentally damaging blackmail on me, to get me to invite her. She will seriously withhold her love and friendly ear by playing the I'm so tired card and "you know, Katie, I don't enjoy LA that much." Why? "Oh, no reason, I'm getting old." She'll make those huffing and puffing sounds so I ( Read more... )

It's not friends only. It's Casual Acquaintances Only.

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