gluten free!

so since october i've been living a gluten free life! well with the exception of australia where I subsisted exclusively on Cadbury chocolate bars!! YUMMY!

But in my real life, i'm gluten, dairy, wheat, sugar, processed foods, soy, egg, free. Thats a mouthful. Actually in australia, they have gluten free things at freakin woolworth, but here in the USA, you gotta pay a fortune at whole foods only!

i went out and bought some gluten free treats for myself today. i know what you're thinking... processed foods! What? you weren't thinking that? only an obsessive, nuerotic eater would think that? FINE! but it's true, these treats are processed but fuck, it's been 6 months, give me a break!

so i bought these crackers, and theyr'e good. also bought gluten free pretzels. just think about eliminating gluten, it will be so good for you, people!

pilot time

it's that time of the year again, time to work for free on peoples pilots. often i'm asked by the studio or network and therefore i dont even know the people who's script I'm working on. yesterday i worked on a new show for NBC and went to the table read which is when all the actors, studio, network, casting, director, writers, etc sit around in a room, and listen to the actors read the script. it gives them the sense of what works and what doesn't.

anyway, the script was written by the guys who wrote a movie last year with the "500" in the title. And they rule. I loved working with them! they are seriously awesome. also there was a show runner from Friends and a few other writers I have met in passing. I had blast, got a bunch of jokes in the script and left very happy.. now I sit and hope i get some sort of present for the free work I did.

anyway, when i first arrived the room was enormous and people were talking to each other and i didn't know another soul, so I went to the bathroom to hide until it was time for the read to start. I'm so weird sometimes. had I had my book, i would've just read, but i felt stupid, so i hid in the bathroom and took a picture of the toilet to prove it. but then as i looked closer, i saw saran wrap on the back of the toilet that looked like it had something in it, but was now empty.... and it got me thinking... did someone bring a wrapped sandwich into the toilet and then leave the empty wrap on the back of the toilet????

this bathroom was in the offices of the tv show Parenthood, so it had to be someone associated with that show, right? but seriously? that's gross right? IN THE BATHROOM? SERIOUSLY??

any other ideas what could've been going on with this saran wrap? curioser and curioser, alice. quote from alice in wonderland.

workout central

the other day I did the stairs on santa monica. they are out doors, aobut 6 flights of about 40 stairs and all day long people just go up and down them. And they're steep and get steeper each flight. I love them, but you really only can do about 6 or 7 before you die. Granted there are people who can do them for what seems to be hours, but the most i've ever done is 7 which i did the other day.

I only have one friend who can do them with me, all my other friends do one set and throw up or give up. I'm 100% serious on this and the only other person who can do them with me, moved away and she probably could do more than me that's why i liked going with her because she pushed me to do better. The picture just shows one of the stair cases, just think it's that times 6 or 7 i can't remember how many flights.

Anyway, doing 24 flight of stairs though doesn't take that long and so i often would rather go to the gym and do an hour of cardio than go to the stairs all the way in santa monica and only work out for like 30 mins. tops. But I did them the other day and my calves are still crazy sore as are my quads.



this weekend I googled randomly, Mr. Belvedere. Remembeer that TV show with the british butler, it was on friday night, one of the only 2 nights i was allowed to watch tv growing up so i watched it despite it not being very good. But i liked the brit butler. Anyway, i googled mr. belvedere and foudn out that he was a deacon at the church I go to in WEst. Hollywood (which is also boystown) until he died in 2001. How insane that I was probably being served communion by MR. FREAKIN Belevedere and didn't even know it or get to stop and appreciate it!!!! I also go to the Catholic church in beverly hills because I live 1 mile from the church, but from 1996-2001, I lived in West Hollywood and would frequent Belvedere's church every Sunday!!!!

runyon canyon

just finished hiking the runyon canyon loop TWICE!! I'm exhausted. I went with my friend who works at nike who is in town and her boyfriend. almost 2 hours of hiking, then we hit Toast for some breakfast and lattes!

now i have an enormous amount of oatmeal sitting in my belly and I want to take a nap. This hike, as well as a few others, is one of the great things about living in LA, that you can hike this 365 days a year!

I'm still boxing, but only once a week now as that's all i can afford. I swear if I was working, i'd go 3 times a week and my body would be sick!!! anyway, my old boxing gloves were rubbish and were time to go! so pepe my trainer hooked me up with some new pink ones, and my lovey!!!

although my old once were 8 ounce and these are 12 ounce so my arms were so tired, insanely so just from those measley 4 ounces.

I'm certain I had the lamest st. patricks day of any 100% irish person out there. first, my BF cooked me chicken parm sandwhiches, which were insanely good. (you'll see a trend here that he cooks for me a lot, but hey I cook sometimes too!! I made turkey chili one night!) but I also appreciate the nights we dont see each other and he stays at his place so I can just juice veggies and call that dinner. anyway, back to st. pattys so after dinner we headed over to Mccormick and schmicks in beverly hills, which is the oddest place to meet anyone under 100. I feel like only super ridiculous centanarians go there for social calls. Also it's in the queer area off rodeo drive called "little rodeo" whihc is supposed to be like this cobblestoned european windy shop area that houses Porsche designs and Tiffanys and stores of that caliber... it' super lame. Tourists are the only ones who go to Rodeo dr., but there I was on St. patricks day.

sure enough my friends and i were the only youngins there (and we ain't that young) and we watched as this old old old guy groped his girlfriend? wife? lady of the night? all night. she had this green sparkly dress on and a short gold lame jacket. very interesting. However, since I gave up alchohol for lent, i didn't get to drink anything other than water... see? this is what i'm talking about how lame I was!

weird thoughts

I play tennis every friday morning at 8am at the Bev hills tennis center. Its all sorts of crazy early for me, but still, i do it and have a really fun time with my friend jennifer who is also an out of work TV writer. Anyway, i won today... AGAIN.!!
but it made me think as i looked at all the balls laying near the bleachers... WTF happens to tennis balls when they're no good anymore? do they just go to the land fill? I've never been to a landfill but seen pics and never seen any tennis balls in these photos. are they biodegradable? this is really stressing me out! i have tennis balls in my trunk and in my house (they're great if your back hurts and you cant get a massage right away, roll on a tennis ball, feels great!)

had great sushi last night with my friend from college, christie who was in town from portland. itzakaya katsuya sushi in LA is THE BEST! by far i've ever tasted! I'm glad it's walking distance from my place. also went on a fun hike and had a great organic lunch. I dont know why everyone doesn't eat organic, non processed food. It's so yummy.

ok, back to learning italian from rosetta stone, today is day one and my brain already hurts. oh and think about those tennis balls and let me know if you have any answers. think about how many there are in this world. should this be my new charitable venture? i'm sure id get so much press and money.

ex boyfriends

do you ever find yourself googling your ex boyfriend just to see what they're up to? I recently did that for a guy i dated for 5 months back in 2005 ish. No idea why, well, maybe because there's a building near where I live that's named after his grandfather and I see it whenever i drive that direction... anyway, i googled him and he most recently worked in a very impressive capacity on a recent oscar nominated movie that broke box office records. And I was just annoyed by that. I do not wish him ill will, quite the contrary, i really dont have a bad word to say about him, and would be very happy if I bumped into him, but for some reason I was just annoyed that his career has taken off, but that's what you get one you are raised on park ave, attend the best private school in NYC and have tons of money. Instead I went to some stupid ass public school where I learned nothing and look where it's gotten me!

Damn you life circumstances!!!!!

p.s. i realize i'm being a brat.

Gabourey Sidibe

I went to the Oscars last week and worked the press room. It was a blast, but I do have one question, is Gabourey Sidibe obese? i can't tell. but can i not tell because she's all glam at all these galas? or is she not obese or is she or what?

workout weekend

this weekend i had a major workout weekend. I hit up yoga on sat. morning with bernie, it was packed, and with nearly 50% men. the only thing that annoyed me was the guy next to me who was obviously in yoga teacher training or something kept trying to help me, which is apprecitated, but the first time that's ever happened to me in yoga that someone other than the teacher offers to help. that is such a male thing to do also. When i worked at warner bros. studios, i'd work out in the gym there and typically i'd work out next to jennifer aniston, rob lowe, brooke shields etc etc basically anyone filming a show there. oh and clint eastwood. i have the best story about how i was on a treadmill and jen anniston got on the one next to me and started sprinting, and i was like "i can go as fast as her" so i sped up the treadmill and then of course, i fell and grabbed onto the bar and held on as the treadmill kept going... and was humilated and yeah, the women on the ellipticl next to the treadmill leaned over and hit the stop button. and i had quite a treadmill burn. FYI I can't keep up with jen anniston.

anyway, at that gym guys would always come up to me and give me advice on what i was doing wrong, what i should be doing, etc. it was very annoying. so this yoga guy was annoying, although very kind. i love this yoga class we go to on sat. mornings, the guy anthony at city yoga is so awesome, and just gives the best classes EVER!

then sat. night we went to a st. patty day party and this irish band was playing in the backyard of my friends house and we were all dancing up a storm. I was sober since i gave up sweets and alcohol for Lent but that didn't stop me from getting up on stage and singing "what would you do with a drunken sailor." then sunday my BF made me french toast and we went on a 28 mile bike ride and it was awesome!!! last night, a hot shower and a hot cup of cammomile tea was the best reward for a hard weekend of dancing, yoga-ing and biking.

FYI, biking is much easier when you have 2 pedals. my pedal came off my bike and i had to bike for 6 miles before we came to a bike shop that could put it back on! don't ask how i biked with one pedal, i have no idea, sheer determination i suppose.