in vegas for opening thingy
40 deuce and Juicy Couture Store opening thingy;
flew in their private jet …i felt soo ill.. sat alone and slept.
nice room at The hotel, lara s is here, as are AK and louie.
met nicki h , who seems very sweet..
the store is in a mall..me, lfb, nicki, and lara s went this afternoon to peruse the store..and at one point i went to the toilet and when i came back..they had closed the fricking store cause vegas is not LA and the people had caught wind of lfb being there..( and possibly nicki?) and there were swarms of gawkers crammed infront of the store.. i had to flag the security guards to let me back in..
The opening party was at the same spot -in the mall – boring, and uncomfortable due to celebs style broohahha in samll space.. had to make myslef small.
went to 40 deuce after.. kevin ( nicki’s bf) came up to me during the party and said he thought i was cute for crashing out on the plane this am.
flight home was a nightmare.. all flights were cancelled due to weather.. but we , of course HAD to fly.. so they bussed us to another airport.. and we got on a plane.. crazy flight.. sat in the back with kevin and nicki and ? gay hairdresser guy who was funny.. kevin broke down the secrets hidden in the wizard of oz film ( which we watched to overcome insane turbulance). and finally we arrived in lovely downtown vannuys.
ahh.yeas.
the life of friend-2-the-famous is , if nothing else, blog worthy.
mw and i spent the evening being dumbasses.
truly.
cumulated in skateboarding for rootbearfloats.
had a nice visit with dr today- hadnt seen him in months – he came by picked me up went to the jewbean.
seems tortured though.
it breaks my heart for him.
see?
another pieceof evidence to add proof to my ever growing arsenal
that relationships suck and romantic love is a lie
so there
since coming back from canyon this am, i havent left the g-damn screen.feel like i should go out for a walk or sumthing, just to get away fom computer.guess im going away this weekend.some party in vegas. flying out on satrday back sunday am.its free so i cant complain!and we’re being styled out.i feel weird about alot of things right now. but i not bad bad weird,just thinking about people and stuff , as i decipher the best way to designinfo layout ..bo-r-i-n-g.also watching dr doolittle.i miss britishcolumbia when i see bears and mountains (presently in dr.dolittle )its so funny how none of my friends here even know that as a kid we got picked up from school during ‘bear season’when we lived in whistler-I dont think theyd believe me. i never cared about these things when i lived there..now (in my mind) i feel like ms.grzzly.adams, because of it. in my mind, mind you. i still get a little tripped out when it gets dark and im above hollywood blvd. hamom called from pakistan again. couldnt hear a fucking word.hope she’s staying sober
went to the vandals xmas show at the house of booze.
a few key things occured:
1-i was hit on by a very cute boy. not boy in the endearing way, either- boy as in he lives in winetca(?) abd is probably about 19-if im lucky.
gave me his # on a 5 dollar bill- cause he had no paper..
very sweet.
dan ackroyd stood in front of me- he is fat and creepy(but canadian,so ill forgive him)
the vandals were AWESOME. i had so much fun. what agreat show.
jf was super- the lead singer is hot.
afterwards went upstairs – saw paz- she was w/ ryeland- whom i hadnt seen in 3 years( never really knew-either…but lots of odd connections) and we all went out to eat -jf nicole paz ryeland jolie (my date) me and the rest of the band cme- but sat at differnt tables.
fun night-reallly fun.
underworld premier went w/ dlo to wes and heathersthen met ie and ls and the brkstr there. i sat outside the whole movie practically- it was cool looking just terrible seats in the front row to the left- killed my neck.i am so glad ls came – we got to hang out and smoke while they watched. she is funny.and loves ie and makes him happy. what more could one ask for?i wonder when i will have that. i am so barricaded – i am readfy for some dude to just break thru the barricades(to quote bry adams)and hiton me or something.weirdly awful-good-necasserry week. alcoholism suicide record release disconnected-ness.i feel conflicted and if step in the wrong spot i wil be blown up .i cant believe the insensitivity-or actually way beyond insensitivity-self obsessed false postuering behaviour of some.it saddens me to no end. i want things to be good and happy- moments like how i felt in qc. perfect able to be present feel joy in the moment and full odf love for evryone around me and gratitude for being where i was.i dont think this is unattainable- i just think so many others think it is that i forget that i can be happy at any chosen moment. i am disatisfied with my life in many areas after coming back from canada- i want to be inspired to do authentic stuff that i love-from my cells-like those around me- but the problem is i think my path is about love and service – cause the only thing i thrive in -is listening and understanding and showing different ways to people. fuck- i dont know what i am talking about- i do know that i miss people again. i stopped missing people a long time ago- perhaps out of self protection and part outof having unmissable people around. but now i do; i miss my dad. alot. i thought about him so much in canada it hurt my stomach . but i think missing people is indicitive of a void in my life- a lack of intimacy maybe- no i am intimate with a few people- i am definetly unguarded around 2 or 3 people- but never always and completely.i am scared of being really close because then…?
tonight jauna’s addicione….yeah. im psyched.
dave’s bday at midnight.should be fun . dont know if ill go to the after party. i may be beat.
who knows.
it’s just great to be going andnot have to figure out what to do for newyears.
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PICTURE THIS, if you will:
YOU( or me in this scenario) have terrible mood-swing style PMS- and Agree to drive 4 LA based control freak friends (on American thanksgiving weekend), < from LA to san diego , to an arena rock-show..-and the be sure that all your above aforementioned passengers have maudlin leaning fondness for rockband playing show of which you speak.
Why are you driving them ..u ask?
well see.. u are THE conduit to said band -as in u are not just getting them there…you are their tickets and passport to that special vip status any good Angolan ..of the vip-hollywood corner expects.. you dont go to shows without access.. Ever.Especially not in somewhere faraway..like SD.
So you (and your PMS) are the one-2-know -
That special someone associated with said band and the passangers/ fans have laid their velvet rope high expectations: on YOU(with PMS).- to not only deliver them via southern california freeway on a holiday…but insure them their Hollywood citzen rights of VIP everything .got it?
k.. Arrive in sandiego and start attempting to call your conduit to vip- only to find your brand new hollywood digital phone service doesnt work past venice beach…?WHAT?
So with only your raging hormones guiding you (your passengers are useless past olympic blvd…they just smoke and wait for you to deliver)You somehow make it to the bohemth arena rock stadium..and gain contact w/ friend-in-band friend…BUt…as i mentioned a few times.. you and your pms self..well..you immeadiatley pick a fight with him.So, now..youve alienated your connection , and have a crew of fully disapointed ‘not good out of their elements’ Hollywood type group you transported nagging you to make up with him.. please ..cause they just want to meet/greet / get autograph blah blah…painfully and begriudging due to PMS..Somehow get it sorted to a point where they get in to see the show.. and get them backstage postshow-to the mythical party room..otherwise known as ‘meet n greet’).. get them their meetings/autographs..phewf..almost done eh?
oh no.. its not over for you yet..nooope.When saying byebye ( and apolgizing through grittd teeth to friend you lost it undesrvingly on) realize you have lost your ONLY set of car keys..Its 3 am…you’re 3 hours from home..have no credit card..you?That ‘group’ has no empathy/sympathy/ apathy…they all flee in next departing cars….as u get dropped off…in parking lot of some crack motel…30 dollars type–dont sleep or brush teeth- At first light.. find way to back to the parking structure where said vehicle is…****Remember you have no cell service…this is all via payphone and goodfaith***..wait for triple A-for 5 hours- only to have them tell you that they wont/cant tow your car..have another 2 hours wait for the paid tow truck…Arrive at the dealership just as they close…..only to be told the key will take approx. 1-2 weeks to be made…murphys law? mercury retrograde? ( PMS )shitfuckhellpisscrap.fuckemall.
Then have loving friends drive down in friday afternoon holiday southern california traffic to pick u up…( thnkU)..But wait…more:About 10 miles to far to turn back..
You realize ( silently of course..at this point) you left your phone( that didnt have service in area) at the dealership.
all true.And that my friends..is my worstcasescenario.
it’s friday and i slept almost all day..got home around 2 am,
the show last night was amazing.
went with ie and hil mj ag ra lel etc.
all of la was there-our whole section was “comp ” seating-mjk made some funny refrences to the hollywood vermon.
saw et , finally met her friend robin, seems very nice, she is coming to hawaii ,also.
lots of others there- l ‘s girlfriend was there with robin, – didn’t introduce myself, though-
sort of avoided that whole deal. no drama, thanx. ie talked to her for a long time – i just avoided and talked to hawk the whole time.
i am so looking forward to hawaii. i realize i have been celebate and single for almost a year. it is so great in so many ways- but also , last night when ie went to get me a coke , i realized how nice it would be to have a “partner” to do stuff with all the time. i guess ie and lel are like that , but it is different.
i don’t know- it will happen at the right time, i guess.
nico’s bady this eve at le dome…euro trasho centralo…but i must say nico had quite the crew show uo for him- it was nice- bw and the boys dropped by later- ie and sl and hil and ad and rs and jg and ah etc were all there.
actually, ad and rs came outr last night to moomba and the lounge- which was fun. lots of girls around these days- i sure love it- never had this before.
i went with lou,(to nico’s) which was nice.
sat with micheal birnbaum, who i rreally enjoy
tomorrow night going to janes addiction YEAH
jeffry is picking me up at 7 30 am .best be going to bed.
what a fucking fantastic weekend i have had….thursday eve i met jk ,ie,ab, liza ,lel and ag for dinner-then ie mjk ag and i went to crazy girls(??!!) it was really fun(ny) mjk is so much fun-then spent all day friday up at his house by the pool – swimming etc.then he cam e to rodeo with us -to hear lel speak-he was soo awesome-felt like a proud parent..mjk knew alot of people there-they all thought he was getting ‘sober”then the npalm for dinner-sat we spent the day at his house again-then had people over up there- for pizza and night swimming-fun.had coffe with hil this am-then mi and i cleaned the house and now i’m off to the airport to p/up my mom
Is this a familiar scenario?
You’re standing in line outside what you hear is a cool club and the doorman, who looks like a complete asshole, is nodding in people who are infinitely less cool than you. Everyone seems to fucking know the guy. The longer you wait, the more incensed you are that you’ve now definitely, officially joined the group of people who wait in line.
An anonymous Hollywood doorman extrodonaire lends a few tips on “how to get past the asshole at the door”…
The basics.
Men should never come in groups. I don’t care how many models you have with you.
Even if I seem rude, don’t get an attitude with me. I am trying to be polite and kind but some people are just not getting in. If you’re even thinking like this, you’re probably one of them.
If I tell you the Fire Marshall has shut us down, he has.
Clothes calls.
No cowboy hats….ever. This goes for women as well as men.
Dress your best. I don’t really care that much about your particular style or whether or not you’re trendy, but I can usually tell if you are looking your best.
Men will never get past me in shorts and sandals.
Acceptance is key.
Accept the fact that you’re not getting in. Many don’t–and almost nobody actually “talks” their way in.
If I tell you we are at capacity and it looks empty, that means I am waiting for other people that I know are coming. Feel free to wait but don’t try to keep talking to me.
Not everyone watches “Whose Line is it Anyway?”
If you’re really famous or just a celebrity of some kind and I don’t recognize you or you are afraid I won’t, have somebody else tell me who you are. Don’t tell me yourself. Don’t take it personally–I just don’t watch that much TV or read celebrity magazines. I’m generally more interested in music than TV or movies.
A “friend” isn’t someone you met in passing.
If you are really a friend of a friend of mine, make sure that my friend calls me before I’m working to let me know you’re coming. If you are a friend of anybody else—say, a celebrity–I don’t care unless you are with him/her.
I’m not in the entertainment industry and I don’t care if you are.
Don’t bother showing me your business card. I have no way of knowing if it’s real or not.
Please don’t tell me that you work at CAA, UTA, The Firm or any other agency or studio. The minute I hear that, I assume you are in the mailroom all day or fetch coffee for somebody who is already inside.
Je ne comprends pas.
Please make sure that your latest movie has U.S. release. I have never been to a movie in Paris or Moscow.
My vision is 20-20.
Don’t wave your hands or yell out my name (especially if you’re not sure you have it right). I see you.
Groups of women should not bother putting the pretty ones in front. I can see you all and don’t like beautiful women who think they have a better chance than the others.
Appearances can be deceiving.
Don’t bother threatening me. It’s part of my job not to be intimidated and I usually have very big security guards very nearby even if you don’t see them.
Cagey isn’t cute.
When I ask you whose guest list you are on, tell me. If you are on a guest list, you know it and I know that. If you are not on the guest list, tell me.
If the price is right…
If you’re going to offer me money, don’t try to palm it. Talk to me first–and don’t talk to me for less than $100 per person. I’m busy even if I don’t look busy.
Offer me sex and mean it. I know the difference.
- by AB. to know him is love him-(& to get in)
update: follow @dtox =still full of hollywood-truth-ism’s.