September 10, 2008
We are getting old. Alex actually threw his back out dancing at our friend's 22nd birthday party the other night--a house party, if you can believe it. It was HILARIOUS.
In other news, if and when Alex and I have children, I will never let them get into as much credit trouble as I did when I was younger. Basically, I was a complete idiot for like 6 months when I was 21 years old. Now I'm almost 30 and I've been paying for that stupidity (in finance charges, late fees, over the limit fees--the list goes on) every single day for as long as I can remember--and still can't seem to get out from under it. It's such a nightmare, but I like to think I'm getting closer to figuring it all out...I must be by now, right?
The past two days have been very difficult for me. I am missing my friends, missing LA, I'm sick of cooking and cleaning constantly, sick of having no money, sick about not having anyone to help me edit my demo reel or teach me how to do it myself, sick of this old busted ass computer that crashes every 3 minutes, and sick about being so far away from everything. And now, on top of all that, I feel like I'm actually getting sick for real.
I've been pretending like everything is okay (duh, I'm an actress!) so as to not upset Alex or distract him from his work, but he totally called me on it last night. He knows me too well--he gets it. I couldn't lie to him if I tried. We had a long conversation about everything and I went to bed feeling better. Alex is the best...well, aside from his old man back. :)
