Holy crap.... 
So I live with two guys: Josh and Dash (Dash, you say? Either a really fun name or "God his parents hated him..."). Josh is an old friend from school and we've lived together for 3 years now (but, oh gosh..he just can't seem to put that ring on my finger...always the bridesmaid...) and Dash just moved in this May. Speaking of May, that's the last time he paid rent or a bill on time. Yeah, nice, right? He's a friend of both of ours as well, so we tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, giving him chance after chance. Our electricity got turned off one day cause he hadn't paid the bill and had intercepted the turn off notice, thinking he could pay it on time. And alas, he didn't. So last month I gave him a last warning: "If you're late one more time, that's it..." Guess what? This month was it.
Thus begins the search for a new roommate, and this time I convinced Josh that we should get a stranger instead of a friend. So he's left it mostly in my hands, which I like (sort of a power trip, I suppose...I also like Twinkies a great deal, though that has nothing to do with nothing...). I post an ad on "Craig's List." BOOM! Twenty minutes later, my phone rings, and it hasn't stopped for three days. Nor has the e-mails. As of five hours ago, I had widdled the messages down to 70 (!!!). After awhile, I just started going, ah..don't like your name...you sound dumb...etc. because I got sooooo many! Crazy, Patsy Cline Crazy... So Open House No. 1 starts at my place at 9am. Am I excited? Not so much, but we do need a new kat in here (not a "cat" mind you, a "kat." See, I was being "hip." I'm very trendy that way...).
ANNNNDDD in Entertainment News...my "Law & Order" episode will be on the 23rd I believe. I'll keep ya's updated. And I'm filming, "The Devil Wears Prada" right now in NYC. Mind you, I don't sleep. Don't believe in it. I don't believe in sleep. I just believe in me.
So I live with two guys: Josh and Dash (Dash, you say? Either a really fun name or "God his parents hated him..."). Josh is an old friend from school and we've lived together for 3 years now (but, oh gosh..he just can't seem to put that ring on my finger...always the bridesmaid...) and Dash just moved in this May. Speaking of May, that's the last time he paid rent or a bill on time. Yeah, nice, right? He's a friend of both of ours as well, so we tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, giving him chance after chance. Our electricity got turned off one day cause he hadn't paid the bill and had intercepted the turn off notice, thinking he could pay it on time. And alas, he didn't. So last month I gave him a last warning: "If you're late one more time, that's it..." Guess what? This month was it.
Thus begins the search for a new roommate, and this time I convinced Josh that we should get a stranger instead of a friend. So he's left it mostly in my hands, which I like (sort of a power trip, I suppose...I also like Twinkies a great deal, though that has nothing to do with nothing...). I post an ad on "Craig's List." BOOM! Twenty minutes later, my phone rings, and it hasn't stopped for three days. Nor has the e-mails. As of five hours ago, I had widdled the messages down to 70 (!!!). After awhile, I just started going, ah..don't like your name...you sound dumb...etc. because I got sooooo many! Crazy, Patsy Cline Crazy... So Open House No. 1 starts at my place at 9am. Am I excited? Not so much, but we do need a new kat in here (not a "cat" mind you, a "kat." See, I was being "hip." I'm very trendy that way...).
ANNNNDDD in Entertainment News...my "Law & Order" episode will be on the 23rd I believe. I'll keep ya's updated. And I'm filming, "The Devil Wears Prada" right now in NYC. Mind you, I don't sleep. Don't believe in it. I don't believe in sleep. I just believe in me.
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