Feel like I'm Lost on a Distant Planet... I am so out of touch it's ridiculous. I'm missing friends' birthdays, can't keep up with comments or mail, never mind blogs!
And that's just MySpace.
I've been cooped up working on a project... I have no clue what's going on in the news, the world, family, friends, pop culture...
Been getting cabin fever so I've made attempts at being social but it's like you can dress her up but you can't take her out....
Went to Hugo's in West Hollywood with a friend. Wicked good food, man. Ignore the B! I had an avocado-hummus wrap that was out of this world! For starters we had spring rolls that were so fresh they tasted like someone picked the veggies in the back yard just prior to serving. Yum!
I dropped my napkin, my knife, and later my whole meal (but it was a left over by then and I was home, thank god).
Before that I went to this Jamaican place (Cha Chas) with another friend, but being a vegetarian there wasn't much there for me to eat... Do they jerk everything? Yuck. But the atmosphere was awesome. All these virgin Mary's everywhere... No zombie jesus', tho.
I don't think I dropped anything there, but I felt like a dork anyway.
It's like, ok, I don't really know how to describe this, but while I'm working on something I feel like I'm completely disconnected with the world... Like that Visa commercial where everyone is moving in perfect unison then this guy pays with cash and everyone screeches to a halt. I'm like that guy whenever I leave my apartment.
So because my head's in this other space conjuring up scenarios and researching stuff I'm just completely marching to my own drum... At least I'm in LA where you can be a complete flake and temporarily forget how to drive a car when you're pulling out of the crowded post office lot... (Except for this one guy who was waiting in his car who kept telling me to cut my wheel more... I wanted to scream, maybe if you weren't watching me I could drive like a normal person!)
Ok, well, enough goofing off... I just wanted to let y'all know that I'm not purposefully blowing anyone off, I'm just crazy busy.
Edit: Wait! There's more!
So, after I wrote this I went to 7-11 for an emergency Slushee and dropped 4 or 5 cups on the floor.
Then I went to throw out my garbage, but I couldn't lift the bag up so this guy walking by tried to help me but it tore so a waterfall of cat litter fell on us.
I was mortified. I practically ran back in, took a shower with Purell, and fell over laughing in the middle of my living room.
Poor guy... was just trying to help someone out, gets a face full o' litter.
HAHAHA!!! Ok... I'm supposed to be done with The Project today but late late late last night I got this inspiring idea so now I'm changing it AGAIN. Oi! But first... I must watch Season 1 of Big Love. I'm addicted.
PS: Avocado Grill, Larchmont, best burritos ever. You, go now! Eat burritos!