tax day

okay, so i owe an insane amount of money to the tax man due to an error by my company, nothing i can do about it, but my tax lady is an awesome accountant. she really is, and shes so freakin nice. The only one thing thats a little strange about her is her love of weiner dogs. weiner dogs you ask? i'm not exactly sure what isup with weiner dogs, but she loooooves them i guess, i only can tell by how her office is decorated. I sat there for 1.5 hours and while she entered in all my info and came up with some creative tax adjustments, i stared at the vast collection of weiner dog parapahnelia. here's what she's got in her small office:

weiner dog mugs, statues, cookie jar, cards, wall of weiner dog framed pictures and weiner dog silleuttes (sp?), weiner dog framed cartoons, comics, stuffed animals (plural), weiner dog books, light switch frame, key chain holder, paper weights (3), pcutres, framed articles, faux magazine cover - like when your family went to the boardwalk on the jersey shore and your dad took a pciture and was put on the cover of forbes magazine - yeah one of those, wooden blocks that look like a weiner dog and look like could've been made by her 7 yr. old niece, but was more likely made by a 52 year old artist in santa barbara, and a few more weird weiner dog statues. phew! that's a lot of weiner doggin.
celebrity sighting: ask and you shall recieve, yesterday i lamented that I hadn't seen a celebrity in ages and bam, a few hours later, i saw candace bergin hiking with her dog.

i'm so borin

i'm sorry my life is so boring these days. i've been out and about in all the typical celebrity haunts, the newsroom on roberston, Kitson on robertson, the center for yoga on larchmont, etc and i haven't come across one celebrity to talk about on my blog. this is disappointing. tomrrow i'm working on a pilot, so i'll be back on CBS radford studio where my show was filmed and hopefully i'll see someone of note. today i'm meeting with some girl from my hometown who i have no idea who she is or how she got my emaill, but she just moved out here and wants to be in the entertainment industry, and since i'm the only one from my hometown out here, i'm the go-to person when anyone needs help and i'm more than happy to give it as i didn't have anyone helping me and it was so hard, so i'm happy to help anyone avoid the hell i went through when i first came out here.

sunday supper

dinner last night was really great. it all worked out. turns out the restaurant was confused and only 1 friend of mine called to add onto the reservation. the food and company was amazing, i think i'm gonna get a few people... a few only,and do it again next weekend, the food was that freakin' good. italian food is a perfect combo with a night of red wine and the sopranos. I also worked out furiously yesterday, but i'm not eating that great so i'm worried when i weigh in on friday i might gain this week. i'm not eating bad like candy cause i gave all that up for lent, but pretzels are my weakness.

weekend high

so i had fun this weekend which is good cause during the week, it's just usually me and myself and i, and i while i like my own company more than the average person likes being alone, it is starting to wear me down. so i was feeling blue at the end of last week, but this weekend boosted my spirits. i didn't do anything too crazy, i had soccer on saturday but wasn't feeling well and sucked big time, so now i'm totally embarraassed by this performance so much so that i'm thinking of quitting. i missed a few balls due to dizziness and had to take myself out of the game. saturday night, my friend (and former dating guy) bryan and his friends were hanging out and invited me over and we drank beer and played charades. I was so excited to see him cause he has been living in NY the past 5 months and i've missed him terribly. i really adore him, even though i dumped him 2 years ago. tonight i made reservations for 8 at this restuarant that has sunday supper for $15 and $10 bottles of wine. I had sent out an email a few days ago garnering interest and so made the reservation for 8 because if you have more than 10 people they charge you more and change the menu. well.... apparently last night my friend liz casually mentioned to melissa this girl who was out with us that we were doing this and i guess melissa called and added a bunch of people to my reservation! then my friend andy called and said she was bringing her friend and i explained to her the situation and she called the restaurant and added her friend anyway and so now the restaurant is pissed at me cause they thought i was the one calling and constantly changing the reservation!!!! HOW RUDE ARE THESE PEOPLE, I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!! So i called the restuarant to see what was going on and they said the reserv. was now at 13!!!!! so i have no idea who's coming to my little dinner and i just wanted a small dinner with some friends and this girl melissa and who knows who she is bringing is now coming and i'm super pissed. totally ruined my night.

happy st. patricks day

quote of the day: "can you make her softer? she's vulnerable." -- my actor roomie giving me acting notes on scenes i was rehearsing with him.

so if you're a writer in this town and you have writers guild insurance, you probably know about the massage scam. Basically if you go to the pain relief center which is a chiropractor place and get your back adjusted, you can get an hour massage for a measly 25 bucks! oh yeah. rarely do i take advantage of this, maybe like twice in a year, but yesterday i went and as i was standing outside the door waiting to go in, i saw the massuer's schedule of upcoming and past appointments and it was all people who i've written with, a wife of a person i wrote with and then another writer who i'm good friends with! that's hilarious. forget spending $130 for a massage at spa mystique, i'm sticking with this shenanigan. last night i went to this awesome wine bar with karen, jake and bernadette. i told karen i would drive, but only if she allowed me to drive her mini cooper, aw yeah, it fucking rocked, i've never been inside one before. today is st. patricks day, not sure what i'm going to do just yet, but seeing as i'm still sober, i'm doing something wrong. gotta run to weight watchers.

lazy, i am

yesterday morn i had bfast with one of my agents, melissa. I hadn't seen her in a few years as she's not my main agent, but we're friendly. anyway, during the course of the meal, we both dropped a few f-bombs and s words, she more than me, and the lady sitting next to us was giving us the most disgusted dirty looks every time the f word dropped. it was really funny becuase once i noticed she was annoyed, i stop swearing, but melissa didn't know and i was laughing every time she cussed. such a fun game. my volunteering went well, i've been paired up with a girl named nazneen, say what? i know, not one of these 10 kids had a name any of us had ever recognized, and i knkow you're thinking thats racist, but most of the kids were white with names like ilsa and mateai. as you know my roomate is an actor and is currently auditioning for pilot season and i've become his acting partner rehearsing with him all day long, it's exhausting. It's 1030am and i'm lying in bed, not sure where the day is going to take me. i know i'm going to yoga at 430pm with amy but i have no plans until then. quite honestly i don't even know what day it is since i have no where to be ever. ok, i need to get coffee and see what celeb i see at the coffee bean and tea leaf.

did anyone else think jessica alba was emaciated?

did any of you watch the oscars and jessica alba came out and was so ridiculously skinny? that's what i want to look like. anyway, i saw her yesterday at kings road cafe in w. hollywood where i was having a nice daytime vanilla latte. so enjoyable. anyway, she was there with some friends and she was actually eating. whether or not it stayed in her stomach at a later time, i'm no judge, but she was at least picking at her food. i felt like, okay we eat at the same place, we're both skinny (not me yet but getting there) yesterday i worked out another hour and again this a.m. now i'm in bed, in pain from working out so much. today i start my volunteering for "young storytellers." it's a program where writers volunteer with kids in a underfunded arts programs and go into the school during lunch 1 hour a week and mentor kids who are writing mini screenplays. and then at the end of the program, the kids do a showcase and huge actors come and read their work, i'm talking like matthew perry, hank azaria have come in the past. it's really a great idea and i'm so excited to start today. im' giving back, people. i'll let you know what my kid is like.

j. netics

so i worked out again at the j netics place in the valley where you do it for 30 mins and it's so intense and insane. so i'm there and who walks in, sheila e, i guess she's some sort of famous singer from the 80s and she's slim and built. i just googled her and she didn't used to look that way. anyway, also working out is this tv star from the UPN, his nameis Flex and he's on some show called, i think one on one anyway, he worked out with the owner J and i worked out with his wife who wasn't in that good of shape, which was actually good cause the teacher couldn't push us that hard hehehehe. then erica and i went to see the worst movie ever made and concieved. it's called Aquamarine and it's about a fucking mermaid. now i saw splash and llooovvveeed that movie, but this one is so so so so so so so so so bad. so bad! don't see it, i'm sure none of you had even thought you might. erica made me, or she suggested it at least and i was like, why not, ihave nothing to do today except avoid writing.

swedish olympic snowboarder

if you scroll down to the my pictures from the torino 2006 winter olympcis, you will see a picture of Daniel Biveson who is a swedish snowboarder. I just read that a swedish olympic snowboarder died and was worried it was daniel cause he was so nice and gracious when, i, a loud obnoxious cow bell ringing american, sitting directly in front of him after he competed, asked for a picture with him, which is not on the site as emma has not emailed me pictures yet. thankfully, he didn't pass away, but i am sad for the one who did.

quote of the day: "I don't wait well." sarah mac

last night i was at my friend janae's party. she's married to an actor who has lots of actor friends so i was excited to go and meet some cute boys, albeit actors. for those of you who don't know the stereotype of actors, well, they're very self involved, selfish, only talk about themselves, see a pattern here? janae's husband isn't like this, but he's the exception to the rule. anyway, long story short, i didn't talk to anyone of these guys, mostly b/c they weren't as cute as i was hoping for. so around midnight, i texted jake to find out where he was. he had invited me to party with the band, Jett, or Jet, not sure how they spell it, and i have no idea who this band is, but apparently they're semi famous and he wanted me to meet up with them. he replies they are at the cabana club, which i've been to, but only when i was on a list and was escorted right in, none of this waiting in a long line, especially when it's 39 degrees out, that's right, it's totally freezing here in LA, 39 fucking degrees. anyway, i texted him back and asked if there's a line, he said one a mile long, but he could get me in, this seems highly unlikely. do you have those friends who can promise you entry into clubs, real easy. it's never ever easy, it's alwasys ends up with me yelling at some doofus bouncer who thinks he's more important than the almighty Lord himself cause he's dressed in all black, holding a clipboard and has an earpiece in. i often wonder if this earpiece is actually attached to anything, I mean for God's sakes, he's a bouncer, not protecting the dali llama. so i texted back Jake, that's ok, i don't wait well. which is true, i am spoiled and i like things when i want them and have no room for anything else. so i came home and watched SNL where my friend will forte, whos' been a cast member on SNL for like 4 years, did a great song during the news about shites, kurds and sunnis, very funny!

big change

as of today, i'm no longer allowed to talk about will or running into his friends. if that happens, i wont speak of it as the only way to get over someone is if you stop talking about them to friends or the blogosphere. now if i run into him and think my friends will want to hear the update, then thats okay, cause at least that is interesting news. anyway, i gotta hit the showers and get ready for my friend's party.

time flies when you have no job

so i haven't had time to update even though i ain't got no job. it's strange how my days seem to fill up quickly. once i get up,. workout, then come home and shower, it's like 1pm and time to meet someone for lunch. i've had lunch with bernadette, monique and erica, while also grabbing coffee with countless others. oh and my workouts have been a little insane. twice this week i worked out 2 times in one day! totally insane right? i also did this workout by this guy named jay who used to be homeless and now is totally buff and has a gym and intense workout regime. i went yesterday a.m. with erica and have never worked out so hard in 30 mins in my life. there are all these before and after pics of regular people who have come in, but these people aren't just skinny now, they have some serious 6 packs and look like competitive body builders!! now i would love to join this place, but it's sooooo freakin' expensive and also it's in the west valley, so that's like a 30 min drive each way. no thankyou. however, i'm going again on monday cause it's free. the woman who trained me made me do crazy sit ups, all these squats, bicep curls, squats a different way, shoulder presses, squats another different way, i mean i can honestly say if i went to this place, my entire body would change which is what ii wnat, but for half, no a quarter of the price. i won't even say what erica pays, you would lose your mind, but her husband is rich tv and movie writer, and right now they are rolling in it. let's just say, the price is more than some of my friends who don't live in LA mortgages!!! so i'm totally into operation emmaciation. by may 20, 2006, my 32nd birthday, i want to be emaciated, that's 2.5 months away. i workout like crazy, eat pretty clean and i'm really trying to do it for real! although right now i'im exhausted for working out every day, so today i just went on a 40 min. hike. no big. but since i joined weight watchers, i've lost 5.5 pounds and even more inches. my skinny pants actually fit me, so that's strange. i'm not sure with all this weight lifting how many pounds are going to drop off, but as long as i'm slim in the pants dept. thats all i care about. this morning after b'fast with michaela, i was walking to my car when i ran into will's roomate. so for those of you playing along at home, that's 3 of his friends in 5 days. so i've decided not to hang out or frequent any bar/restaurant/mall east of la cienega, that's my new idea in order to avoid seeing any of his friends, or God forbid running into him. last night my freind keisha and i went out bar hopping and had the best time ever. it had been ages since i've seen her and sensing my sadness about being reminded that i was dumped b/c i run into his friends everywhere i turn, she took me out and was my chauffer and we had the best time catching up and jumping from bar to bar to check out fresh male talent and let me say this, i was very pleased with what is out there to reel in, meow! i'm ready to get back out there, especially now that operation emmaciation can only help with me landing a man!

why i prefer long distance relationships

soooo, tonight i went out with jake (who was supposed to go to austrailia last night, got on the plane and then got off for some lame reason) and a few other people and sitting at the table next to me, one of will's friends. this guy has like 5 friends and i run into them constantly,. it's so freaking anoying, i ran into one yesterday and one today. i've only been back into town for 5 days!!!

And even more pics

the slovenia's going nuts, i love the international fans, so much more pride than the americans.
MY FREAKIN AWESOME COWBELL IN EFFECT YO
THE gold medal run between 2 swiss brothers, so they got gold silver in that family. my family... not so much. i think my mom won the worlds greatest mom award once when i made it for her in art class in 4th grade. we're pretty proud
hottie swedish snowboarder who came up in the stands after his race to sit with him fam.

more pictures

the snowboarding slalom
emma and matija with the dancing ladies behind them at the SI party

me, emma and matija at the olympic speed skating 1500m. americans that competed included derek parra, shani davis, chad hendricks. chad got the silver, shani got the bronze.
okay, thats me with bronze medalist curler, shawn rojeski at the sports illustrated party.
bode on the red carpet of the SI party, i'm coming up right behind him

finally, my pictures from torino!

chad hendrick warming up on the inner ice. he's a cutie!
speed skating venue, it's really a beautiful sport, so graceful, almost poetic.
all the fans in orange are the crazy dutch fans who's national sport is speed skating and the guys in the stars and stripes costumes are the band called the dutch fan fare and they follow the dutch speed skaters around the world.

not that easy

okay, so i have driven all over this fucking city looking for coffee place or somewhere that had free internet to no avail. and what the hell was all that talk about with my friends who were like, just steal it, just steal it, how the fuck do you do that? it ain't working. so now i have all these pics from torino i want to put up and can't get them on. anyway, last night i went to the awesome oscar party my friends had and ran into other friend paul whos party i was at when i met the ex wills friends who set us up. paul told me that wills friends, kevin and stacey, moved to NY which i knew they were doing, but didnt know when. so upon hearing this, i return to my spinning class that stacey went to and i stopped going to cause i didn't want to run into her cause that would be a reminder to me that i was a dumped loser. so this morning i go and who do i see, yes, stacey, i'm like fuck! so we end up talking after class and the first thing out of my mouth "i thought you moved" she said "i'm moving tomorrow" FUCK i have the worst timing. so we talked and i did not bring up the ex even though a bunch of my friends afterwards were like, i can't believe you didn't ask about him, you have so much self control to which i responded "not when i pass a gelato bar in italy. then after that interaction which reminded me of the ex, all day i wanted to call the ex, cause i am a dumped loser. anyway, i'm sure by tomorrow i will forget all about him again and continue living my life. got coffee with my cutie friend jake today, he was sleeping with some woman whos husband was in a coma and recently got dumped by her. i personally can't keep track of this relationship, every single time i talk to him, literally, they're together, then they're not, together, not, together, not. so just to keep everyone else up to date, as of 3/6/06 at 3:48pm PST they're not together. apparently getting a divorce from your husband who just got out of a coma is a stressful situation that warrants a break up with the guy you had an affair with who lives 1500 miles away.

bored

okay, so all ive been doing since i got back from my non stop party train is sleeping, which i guess i needed. i'm now officially totally unemployed, have nothing to do all day long except hang out with my friends who have babies. i need to be writing a script too, but am stuck on what i should write about. yesterday at soccer, we kicked major ass, 6-0. this season we hired a coach and got killer uniforms and got 2 new girls who are way better than i am. so this is helping our morale and we no longer look or feel like the bad news bears. i slide tackled this girl which is when you cant get to the ball fast enough so you slide into it to beat the other person going for it, so i did that which doesn't hurt on grass, but on plastic turf, it hurts like a motha! so i have a huge raspberry on my ass, and last night could barely put pressure on it. i'm a retard. tonight i'm going to my friends steve and moniques to watch the academy awards. that should be fun. monique is an amazing cook, and even though i trying to lose weight (and doing quite well, i might add, the next time any of you see me, im' going to be more kate moss than sarah mac) i intend on eating it all. however, i gave up sweets for lent, so that puts a damper on certain festivities!

back in town

just got back in town after a very long journey. i'm exhausted, but i'm still going to my soccer game today. yesterday i spent the entire day at the mac store because my new computer that is not so new since i got it in october and never turned it on, was having problems. turns out., they sent it to me broken, macs suck. it wasn't broken so much as this model had something wrong with the battery and it coulnd't keep a charge. i wanted to post pics, but i'm at home right now and only have dial up and its going to take a while for the pics to upload so i'll go to a free wi fi place this weekend and upload them quickly. i brought 2 cameras over there cause i bought a new camera from j and r music world and they sent me my new cam with a dead battery and no charger, so i had to break out my old camera. so i bought a new battery which died after one use in torino so half my pics are on that cammy and i have to get a charger to charge the battery before i can get the pics off the cammy. ugh. anyway, dial up sucks, i'm so used to fast connection with my work computer but since i ain't got no job no more, i have to just deal. anyway, i gotta run to soccer. peace out.

where am i

okay so i had grand hopes of getting up early, catching a bus from siena to san gigananmo totally spelled wrong, spending the morning there, catching a bus to florence then a train to torino. so, heres how that went. i got up early, caught the bus to san giganamo, rode on that bus for 3.5 hours exactly, ended up back in siena, got on a bus to florence. what happened you ask? i actually have no idea, i asked the guy half way through if we had gotten to san G yet, of course i dont speak italian, but i think he got the gist of it, he said we were going to the town center right now, and then 1.5 hour later im back in siena, we never stopped anywhere that said the towns name or anything, we kept going through rotary after rotary with the arrows pointing to san G so i figured we were still on our way there or at least heading in that direction. well, now im back in florence and its raining and really cold so im trying warm up in this internet cafe. i should go walk around some more, hopefully not get lost...