okay, i'm back in manhattan ... time to get drunk. Free drinks on me in the east village.
alas, i have gigantic party pad to myself...
btw: Anyone want to come see My Morning Jacket & M. Ward next week at Irving Plaza?
EDIT MAY 31st: just was on Long Island for two days. yee ha. Now I'm in the city, but nobody is around to drink with me! DAMMIT! Might go to Von's by myself, giant loser that I am. At least I know the cute russian bartendress who used to work at The Vig and Red Bench (I don't even know if those bars exist anymore... damn you, Los Angeles!)
oh, and the drinks are still on me.
MIDNIGHT EDIT: okay, i've been 'working on my script' and now i'm a little buzzed. I don't have many friends here on SG, but as that I will be forced to serve out the summer in Los Angeles and the fact that i am renting a really pretty cool house there, i probably should have a party in the next month or so. I've had some pretty fun parties before -- i had one party where, by some fluke, some kooky famous people came (NAME-DROPPING WARNING) ... I don't know these people and am not even sure how they ended up in my house, but at one point I had Heather Graham, Moby, Beck and Johnny Knoxville in my house. It must've been a VERY SLOW night in Los Angeles. I had a buddy snap a polaroid of me with Moby (as that I too am bald ... the result of alopecia at age 19) ... Moby looks very annoyed in the photo, which still amuses me today.
Oh, look ... there's vodka in the fridge...
alas, i have gigantic party pad to myself...
btw: Anyone want to come see My Morning Jacket & M. Ward next week at Irving Plaza?
EDIT MAY 31st: just was on Long Island for two days. yee ha. Now I'm in the city, but nobody is around to drink with me! DAMMIT! Might go to Von's by myself, giant loser that I am. At least I know the cute russian bartendress who used to work at The Vig and Red Bench (I don't even know if those bars exist anymore... damn you, Los Angeles!)
oh, and the drinks are still on me.
MIDNIGHT EDIT: okay, i've been 'working on my script' and now i'm a little buzzed. I don't have many friends here on SG, but as that I will be forced to serve out the summer in Los Angeles and the fact that i am renting a really pretty cool house there, i probably should have a party in the next month or so. I've had some pretty fun parties before -- i had one party where, by some fluke, some kooky famous people came (NAME-DROPPING WARNING) ... I don't know these people and am not even sure how they ended up in my house, but at one point I had Heather Graham, Moby, Beck and Johnny Knoxville in my house. It must've been a VERY SLOW night in Los Angeles. I had a buddy snap a polaroid of me with Moby (as that I too am bald ... the result of alopecia at age 19) ... Moby looks very annoyed in the photo, which still amuses me today.
Oh, look ... there's vodka in the fridge...
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delusion:
pssshh.... no worries. i am a writer, i get it, i more guilty of doing that shit than anyone. i know that you need to be absloutely obsessed with the world within your own mind to write and sometimes words dont cross this medium well anyway. i bristle at the incessant reminders of my youth because it has been a big hindrance to me professionally. no publishing house is willing to take a chance on anyone my gender and age who is not writing a chicken soup for the soul type thing or some light and springy girlie fluff and fuuuuuck that.
delusion:
its ok. i promise. my journal should have warned you that i can be blunt and opinionated. dont take it as anger. your little heart needs to rest and get unbroken like mine does. 