It's been about 8000 years since I've posted in here. I'm so ashamed, though not quite as ashamed as I am of missing the opportunity to hang with Kat, ita, Allyson, Kristen, and co at the
Serenity
premiere--most of whom I've still not met.
My brain, she can be stoopid.
ETA: It occurs to me that it is funny that my main regret is nsm the missing of celebrity types but of other LA-istas. I'm sure this says something about me, though I'm not certain what.
You'll want to wait until I've had a chance to catch up on the huge backlog of voicemails from the both of you, though. It would only be fair.
I don't call because I'm phobic about the phone. you're the one who says that it takes up so much of your time.
You're phobic, I hate it -- what was your angle on the rock-throwing again?
About 45 degrees for maximum distance.
Notice, I wasn't saying anything about throwing rocks. I reserve that for stupid people.
I think you've just wounded msbelle's soul too, then. Now she's all on her own.
Nope. Msbelle can lob rocks at anyone she wishes. I save my lobbibg of rocks for stupid people.
And, while I don't answer the phone or call you, you know, ever, I do send text messages...
Nope she's not wounded, or nope she's not on her own?
I'm getting better at text messages, but first I need to change my cell plan.