i trusted people.

(and i’d do it again.)

first a fancy magazine or tv show sent us a bunch of donuts from dunkin donuts

which just opened on hollywood blvd just east of vine.

everyone needs to fit into their oscar dresses and tuxes so strangely this is torture for some

like me. i only ate a bite of the chocolate one.

work gave us some some gift cards for the california pizza kitchen

our server was Don who seriously couldnt have been nicer and we wanted to do all these sorts of things that would make most waiters and waitresses at least roll their eyes

old don was all, oh you want separate checks except for these two, and you want another order to go, also on a separate check and you all have gift cards?

no problemo.

thanks Don!

i bet he secretly owns CPK.

do you own CPK, Don?

got back from lunch and iron man got stuck in the wall trying to get at the left over donuts.

security is super tight and only getting tighter as we get closer to the show.

heard some secrets about the show and you know im starting to think that thats the best compliment ever

if you tell me a secret, especially some big ones that some would love to know, and you dont say things like

this is just between us

because OBVS its just between us

then that means you trust me, which you should, which to me is the best

maybe having that job in sales when i was in college gave me the impression that no one will ever trust you, and maybe that was just a shady place and i was super young and i was asking them for basically all of their money for things like $1,000 vcrs and $1,500 cd players. maybe not everyone is going to believe you when you tell them that theyve gotta buy it.

today.

anyways the shows gonna be killer and you probably shouldnt miss it.