| [ |
mood |
| |
 content |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Missy Elliott "We Run This" |
] |
Hi.
Jesus, I don't even have time to update now, but I so want to. I understand it's been nearly a month, and it's not like there's an audience waiting with baited breath for me to resurrect the DJ (but if there IS an audience: Hollatacha, girl!), but let me say, things here have been booming.
Here's a quick recap of events:
-Lots of Advocate fun: I wrote/ am writing articles on Big Brother (and I interviewed the executive producer), the new ABC Family almost-watchable Greek, Sinead O'Connor's new album, Prince's new album, Tim Gunn, and a magazine story about a California fertility institute. I'm so effing employable. Lemont High School canNOT say no to me.
-Meeting my favorites: For that Tim Gunn article, I went to the Bravo red carpet party for the new show Tim Gunn's Guide to Style where yes, I met Tim. It was astounding. He blushed at everything I said (mostly because my questions consisted of journalistic landmarks like "Why do I find you adorable?" and "Can we build a home together?"). It was a total blast. I also met Perez Hilton (long story there) and many contestants from Project Runway and Top Chef.
-I've been dating this guy Michael, an intern from E!, for awhile now. Actually, it's been like a week, but we spend, oh, every waking moment together. That's pretty remarkable considering we're such sarcastic twats to one another. Not to mention he works for E!, the same people who brought us "101 Biggest Celebrity 'Oops'!" I can't remember how many Pulitzers that won for some reason.
-Mom visited for a week of tugboat-paced fun. Lots of Scrabble, movie-watching, museum visiting, and coffee scrounging. A great time -- even if we mostly just avoided my fucked-up roommate Jason who weighs 14 pounds (lucky little bitch) and hides inside his mattress all day.
-Gay clubbing- I've hit a couple biggies, Rage and Tiger Heat, yet there's more to come. I wish I was 21 here, but unfortunately that'll have to wait another week and a half. But oh my God. I will be 21 in less than 14 days. I feel like this means I can't play in the ball pit at Burger King anymore. This is gay.
But other than that, Jessica's flying in on Wednesday! Wooo, now I can spend a lot of money because there's something to celebrate (and not because I just feel like it). I'm basically obligated to buy new jeans while she's here. She just won't feel at home if I don't. While she's here, we're also going to Six Flags with Michael, hitting all the necessary beaches, and touring Hollywood non-stop. Our marriage is so strong, it's like we never drowned that kid.
Alright, Michael's coming over now (for a change), so I've got to shave and rehearse my best put-downs. Sooner or later I'm going to crash and update this thing... and that's only if I can overcome the pain of my SUPER FUCKED-UP iPOD. All of my iPod's files have been corrupted. I can only listen to songs I've bought recently... and frankly, I can't survive on just Sinead O'Connor's newest attempt to hug God. Boo all of that.
But no "boo" for me. I'm having a great time, and I'll be heartbroken and sad to have to leave. Love you guys, we'll lambada again soon.
DJ ain't hangin' up the mic anytime soon. Xoxo,
Louis
|