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[04 Jun 2009|02:03am] |
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currently i am sitting in the living room of the great ryan cabrera. it's two in the morning and i really should be asleep but only creeps sleep during normal times. i am tired as fuck though because i did just spend the whole day at disneyland and man my legs are screaming in pain. i always forget how big that park is. well add california adventure in there and its fucking huge. it was a great way to come back to the states though after spending a few weeks in england. but i miss england because i was able to drink and it really is a shame that the u.s has the legal age at 21. everyone under 21 drinks anyway so i don't see why it matters. useless england fact #549: it's legal to drink in a movie theater in some parts of london.
and now i will aplogize for that first paragraph. i am tired though, so the lack of oxygen making it's way to my brain is making it hard to focus and not be so attention deficit. then again, every day and every moment of my life i'm pretty much battling self diagnosed a.d.d, but for the sake of this entry, i'll try to control it. as i said though, i am hanging out at my buddy rcab's crib right now and the day was spent at disneyland. i've lived in socal my whole life, but today was only the fourth time i've ever gone. ryan has a season pass and he gets people in for free since he is ryan cabrera after all, so the last couple times i've gone have been with him. i really hope i never get too old for disneyland. i think i rode space mountain about 10 times today. after about the 7th time though i was starting to get a little bored with it. cabrera was sitting behind me screaming like the little pansy ass he is every time we rode it. the last half of my night tonight was spent roaming california adventure and going on a few rides, but disneyland is still where my heart is and will always be.
i guess you guys don't really wanna hear about me feeling 10 years old again and being at disneyland so i guess i can skip to some other shit i've been doing with this crazy thing called life. as mentioned somewhere in that crap above, i did just get back from spending some time in england. did some interviews and junk but for the most part i kinda went just to go there. last time i was in the uk was for promotion and the twilight premiere and i spent i think three days total there? i don't remember it was too long ago. but i ended up getting a core group of party people together that basically traveled with me from bar to bar while i was there. i had a good time and sometimes may have drank a little too much. but i'll admit, i'm a drinker and being able to legally drink and set a foot inside a bar is fucking amazing. although my nights usually consisted of a lot of small glasses that i ended up paying for with a hangover from fucking hell in the morning, but it was all worth it. and now i wrote a whole paragraph about my future alcohol problems. oy vey.
so my newest film, year one, is coming out soon. not sure on the exact date at the moment, but if you google it or even just randomly watch tv i'm sure you'll see a preview and find the date somewhere. it's with michael cera and jack black among many other people. it was pretty amazing working with mike again because he really did help me through a lot on superbad. the whole cast on superbad helped me and i don't think they even know it ( rogen i'm looking at you ). i don't think the whole epic-ness of hollywood has really hit me yet. it's still surreal making real films that play in real theaters. i grew up doing little plays and improve shit with friends and making our own movies, but i remember walking on to the superbad set the first day and being totally cocky and stuck up trying to act cool for judd, but it all ended up back firing in my face and i had no idea what i was really getting myself into. lets just say i was the butt end of basically every joke that was made on set, every now and then lending a joke or two to mike. i'm not really a religious man, but i do thank god whenever i get the chance for placing that flyer for the open casting call for superbad in my friends hands.
and hello there three am, i think that's a cue that i should cut this thing off where it's at and yes i did actually write clit instead of cut at first. can anyone guess where my mind is at the moment?
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