Saturday, Feb. 14, 2004 5:07 p.m.

yeah, so...that happened.

so, last night. hmm....it was one of those interesting nights where you just kinda go along with the flow of things, yet you have no freakin idea where things are leading but the night's been too interesting so far to stop.

ah, hollywood. let's see...i have no clue how a lot of things happened, i only know that they did. we got into some fancy club for free, we ended up in the vip area. at closing time, someone who knew someone knew of this after party place in this really obscure building that at first seemed more like an apartment building until you walked up 4 flights of stairs to the "club". there was a full-fledged club-ish place up there, complete with bouncers. i'm not sure what the cover was, apparently ridiculously high because it was called a "donation" instead of "cover". but some guy paid for several in our group, and i kinda was cattled in with the rest before really knowing what was going on. i still didn't even know what streets or part of the city we were in. in the back area of this place it was a little more lounge-y and i noticed people sititng at coffee tables with these little piles of white powder and making them into lines with credit cards. yeah, i'd never actually seen this before in real life. in the world as i had experienced it, cocaine only existed in the movies. but hey, i'm in the place now where movies are made and this was yet another experience where my perception of reality was rearranged. i walked around with one guy from what can be called our group (who eventually tried to make out with me, but since i've now decided that i've kissed too many guys at parties and resolved not to kiss anyone anyplace alcohol is involved anymore, i managed to politely decline.) while tying to find the bathroom, he stopped for a sec. to talk or something with some other guy who was kinda assoicated with the group. i wasn't paying attention to what they were saying or doing, then the "sorta in the group" guy hands me a rolled up dollar bill and for the brief sec. it was in my hand before i handed it back and said "hey, no thanks", it was like a permenent picture was taken with the camera of my mind, and i will never forget that image of that rolled up dollar bill. they actually use dollar bills?? i don't know why this is surprising. it's something i guess i always knew but had never had any reason to actually KNOW it, you know? well, eventually, it was almost 6am and it was time to go home, we all got a cab - it was my first cab ride ever. one of the guys drove me back to my car which was at another girls house who had bailed earlier in the evening and i drove home as the sky was getting light. and then i came home and slept for a couple of hours.

and that was my insane evening. other than from an observational viewpoint, while it was one of the more interesting nights i've ever had, it was definitely not the greatest!! so, this is the hollywood nightlife. it really does nothing at all for me and people who get caught up in this lifestyle do not have my envy.

i'm just glad it's v-day now and i'm just hanging out tonight with friends at someone's apartment. this is the kinda things i like to do.

last night was interesting.

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Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.