Sunday, May 23, 2010

Blessing or Disease- do you like cheese?

A very busy day today and quite proper. I went for a run and bumped into my X. Interesting. Found that we were able to have a pretty good conversation without getting emotional or being weird with each other. I felt good about that. I then continued my run up to my favorite coffee shop in Santa Monica. There was an older gentleman standing next to me in the line who was very interested in the details of my run. His name was Paul. He wanted to know how far I ran, how often I ran, whether I have trouble with my knees and what my favorite course was. I asked him if he was also a runner. No. I wondered whether he was interested in more than my running style. He also asked me what type of coffee I order.
"A soy latte." I said.
"Maybe I'll get a soy latte too." He said.
"Do you normally drink soy?" I asked.
"No."
"Well, you can't just change to soy-you won't like it! It is totally different!"
"No, I've had soy once before and you're reminding me to try it again."
I thought that was weird. By the time we got to the till, his much younger girlfriend Christina showed up and probably wondered who the hell I was. I of course had already managed to get in that Langford and I had a coffee machine in order to make clear that I was not on the market. This was unfortunately before Christina's arrival and I didn't find her energy as warm as Paul's. I wondered whether Paul was in the entertainment business. Probably. Most people in Santa Monica are. I then bid them Adieu and walked home with my coffee.

I was all set to eat breakfast when Zara called. An hour and a half later and I was still on the phone and had even used the rest room whilst chatting so that I didn't miss a thing. We talked about all sorts of things. Our relationships, our lives, the meaning of life, etc, etc. Nothing too exciting. We just have a strong attachment to one another. I had to finally get off the phone so I could wash my hair. I just couldn't work out how to do that whilst still talking to Zara.

I shot a short film today. I don't think it will be of any use to me. I really did it as a favor to a friend. The film was pretty basic but I had fun with it. I played an eager entrepreneur who is deluded. I did it for free and because I thought- 'may as well!' It was nice to be filming for a couple of hours. It is always fun to create. The nicest thing was that at the end of the shoot, the director gave me an envelope with $50 in it. What a lovely gesture. He said he had watched my movies and was so grateful that I had helped him out. Nice.

This evening I went to Penny's* baby shower. I hadn't seen Penny in a year. She is a stunning girl and good actress who left LA a year ago and quit acting about 8 months ago and is now pregnant to a very rich guy. How quickly life can change for someone. Just 2 years ago I met her and she was drinking way too much and telling me how she was eating burgers three times a day to save money! She suffered a lot from the constant rejection in acting and before she left, she had become so deluded that she was on the brink of tears all the time and believed herself to be ugly. This is a girl who models and is incredibly beautiful. Now she is wholesome and radiant and pregnant. She looked very happy. There were a couple of strange people there. Girls who have weird personalities. One is an actress who is always talking about how she has "soooooo much money and is working alllllll the time." You can imagine how that goes down with other actors. You could almost hear the fires sizzling at the stake. I don't find her so bad. It seems that she is on better behavior when she talks to me. She thinks I am sort of spiritual or something so I think she is nicer in front of me. Zara does NOT like her and reported back to me the terrible boastful conversation she had with her. I laughed. An actor friend of mine told me I looked wonderful and that I always looked 'ready'.
"Ready for what?" I asked.
"Ready for life!" He said.
I thought that was pretty funny and took it as a great compliment as I ate another prawn. The gathering was lovely. We were all outside and there was a bounty of food and wine. There were actors and documentary film makers, singers and producers. There was also a woman there who looks completely anorexic, is a TV host and claims to have a food disease whereby she can't eat certain foods. Who knows? Zara thinks the girl made it up in order to support her anorexic habits. Maybe she really is allergic to certain foods and can only eat very small amounts. I'm not sure. All I can say is that after all the cheesecake and cheese and lollies I ate, I certainly don't share this disorder.

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