i’m at the mod club and fancy food keeps coming up to me i’m by the stage for the music makes it omdc/nxne thing, im babysitting the table with everyone’s shit on it pretty good score there being a laptop here ‘n all, fil is “working” the event with his camera, the sadies are playing, royal wood and sarah slean? i don’t like my outfit at all. i will update in a minute after i check my comments. this is an industry event, rsvp only so don’t all come running down here or anything.

i was all amped for it to be sober nite but now i am drinking crappy red wine here are all the things i have eaten since i got here and i didn’t have to stand up once:

1 teeny weeny burger the size of two thumbnails with an even teenier roasted red pepper on it and dijon mustard

3 gorgonzola cheese w/ mushrooms and sweet onion on melba toast (they keep coming by here i keep saying yes)

1 prosciutto wrapped chicken thing on a bamboo toothpick

1 salmon wrapped around some cream cheese? on a long skinny crusty stick

and right now i am looking at a guy who looks like clint eastwood, this laptop is ancient.

i think the servers are purposely moving past me cos they think i’m greedy the old chicks beside me keep scarfing it all up and the plates come by me empty wtf i am in a fight with them now they just don’t know it. this is the grossest wine. i don’t like sitting here by myself anymore the novelty has passed, tiffany and brad are here loading down their stuff. oh yay look another empty plate going by. ok one server just came to me she has my back, everyone along this wall must be full as hell by now, it’s less scary serving to people who are sitting down i guess. i remember i did work at an “event” once it sucks, you feel invisible all nite long and you just want to be singled out and noticed for more than the black shirt you are wearing, then people get nice to you halfway through the nite and you feel special then you realise they only want you to serve them faster than everyone else that’s the only reason why they are being nice, oh and cos they’re drunk, what a drag.

here comes britt and wendi.

i just had a mini pizza and another lamb thing oh yeah i had two lamb things on melba toast with feta on top ok no more.

wendi gave me a mgmt cd.

ok this is gay i’m going to stop updating now.

1 more salmon thing mmmmmmmm.

and now i’m alone again.

LOSER.

oh brad came back with some white wine (for himself), tiffany said i heard you had the spins last nite. everyone is cruising the room going in circles then coming back here again, wendi’s like i’ll let you work. ha! work, dude i’m blogggging.

1 more salmon thing.

my hair is still wet i feel like a bag lady i’m wearing a dumpy peasant shirt, we had to hurry to get here for fil and i had to finish doing my makeup in the bathroom here, fil psyched me out of wearing the outfit i wanted to wear – shorts, heels, socks, some sort of shirt.

tiffany is taking pictures of me i look like a cow in every single one.

there i just turned down a lamb melba toast go me.

i finished my wine.

britt said i am like carrie from sex and the city right now.

ok signing off for real now i mean it. ha yeah right.

there are “famous” (within the industry) people milling around here i can’t make many of them out over the glare from the screen. i should live-blog more often cos then i would actually have a memory of all the funny things i thought once i thought them.

i just ate a caramelized onions/gorgonzola cheese thing two bites w/o swallowing then stuffed a hot prosciutto wrapped chicken thing in my mouth this is nuts i have to leave this table some guy is on stage now talking about omdc.

gill just gave me her sweater to wear.

i should have worn more necklaces.

royal wood is getting ready to play now.

gill is getting me another shitty wine now.

there are 6 competing photographers at the front of the stage i bet they all hate each other.

oh i like this royal wood song.

everyone is going for a smoke now, not me, i checked my coat, it’s too cold, and i’m not wasted.

gill is wearing a betsy johnson dress she got for 150 originally 400 i’m supposed to tell you that. it’s 6.46 now i’ve been here since 5. royal wood finished, sadies next.

i was just reading this messageboard trashing me, a bunch of political cronies, one said they have kids in their 20s and apparently i’m no longer relevant and considered a joke – that’s funny, when did that happen? based on how retarded and unjustifiably smug these douchebags are, i can only imagine how big the loserness of their kids is. what have their kids accomplished? i made my own fucking niche fuck you!

they seem to really believe that i think my art is over-the-top talent as well. how incredibly stupid. ps. messageboard party? go have an affair or something already you sad bastards.

fil’s pants are ripped again, he crouched too hard i guess.