Today, I realized that, in the heat of the moment, Bartender and I had made a sex-tape on his Blackberry. Fuck that shit! I’m gonna have to make sure noone sees it - if they haven’t already….
Until next time,
YPhilotes
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
One Tree Hill Boy - Parte Dos
No, I didn’t get a date. Here’s how it happened:
I was playing an airline counter stewardess on a new tv show. My role consists of me standing at the counter in one of those first-class lounges at the airport. One Tree Hill Boy and another more famous actor are supposed to approach me, and ask me some questions pertaining to the famous actor’s flight - he’s supposed to waiting for his fiancé. I’d been told to improv as One Tree Hill Boy improvs, and walks away, after which I deliver my line (“May I help you with anything, sir?”) to Famous Actor, as his fiancé walks in.
So, Treeboy & myself had been talking, we went through a rehearsal, and kept chit-chatting as we were waiting for the first take. Or, so I thought. So, we’re talking and he goes, “So what are you doing later?”
“Um, I don’t know,” I gushed.
“I wouldn’t mind taking you out, maybe dinner, drinks, if you’re interested.”
I smiled - my heart kinda skipped a tiny beat. A little bit.
“It’s Dani, right?”
“Yup,” I smiled giddily.
“Kay - I’m sitting over there. Come by and say hello, after your shift.”
Horrified, I looked over at famous actor, who was smiling from ear to ear upon the realization that I was unaware that we are filming the first take and Treeboy was just improv-ing as he’s supposed to be playing a LADIES MAN! Flustered, I forgot my very simple line, as did Famous Actor. I could feel my face heating up in horror! OH, the embarrassment!
After the bungled first take, the director came up to Treeboy and said, “That was great. I like the ‘Dani’ bit.”
“That’s her real name!” exclaimed Treeboy in utter excitement.
Oh, man - after that, I tried to play it cool. After a few takes, Treeboy came up and made chit-chat - just as we were doing before I almost died of embarrassment. “So, are you from Vancouver, Dani?”
“Yup,” I tried to ‘play it cool’.
“I’m from LA.”
“That’s cool.”
"I don’t really know my way around Vancouver.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I’ve only been here two days.”
“That’s cool.”
“I’m just learning my way around Vancouver.”
“That’s cool.”
“Do you live in Vancouver?”
“Yeah. Yaletown.”
“Really? That’s pretty close to me! I’m staying at the Sutton Place!”
“Yeah? That’s cool.”
“Yeah. I’m just trying to learn my way around Vancouver.”
That was the perfect opportunity for me to go, “Really? Why don’t I show you around? I’ve lived in Van my whole life., blah, blah, blah.” Sigh. Know what I said, instead? “That’s cool.”
Enough said.
Until next time,
YPhilotes
I was playing an airline counter stewardess on a new tv show. My role consists of me standing at the counter in one of those first-class lounges at the airport. One Tree Hill Boy and another more famous actor are supposed to approach me, and ask me some questions pertaining to the famous actor’s flight - he’s supposed to waiting for his fiancé. I’d been told to improv as One Tree Hill Boy improvs, and walks away, after which I deliver my line (“May I help you with anything, sir?”) to Famous Actor, as his fiancé walks in.
So, Treeboy & myself had been talking, we went through a rehearsal, and kept chit-chatting as we were waiting for the first take. Or, so I thought. So, we’re talking and he goes, “So what are you doing later?”
“Um, I don’t know,” I gushed.
“I wouldn’t mind taking you out, maybe dinner, drinks, if you’re interested.”
I smiled - my heart kinda skipped a tiny beat. A little bit.
“It’s Dani, right?”
“Yup,” I smiled giddily.
“Kay - I’m sitting over there. Come by and say hello, after your shift.”
Horrified, I looked over at famous actor, who was smiling from ear to ear upon the realization that I was unaware that we are filming the first take and Treeboy was just improv-ing as he’s supposed to be playing a LADIES MAN! Flustered, I forgot my very simple line, as did Famous Actor. I could feel my face heating up in horror! OH, the embarrassment!
After the bungled first take, the director came up to Treeboy and said, “That was great. I like the ‘Dani’ bit.”
“That’s her real name!” exclaimed Treeboy in utter excitement.
Oh, man - after that, I tried to play it cool. After a few takes, Treeboy came up and made chit-chat - just as we were doing before I almost died of embarrassment. “So, are you from Vancouver, Dani?”
“Yup,” I tried to ‘play it cool’.
“I’m from LA.”
“That’s cool.”
"I don’t really know my way around Vancouver.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. I’ve only been here two days.”
“That’s cool.”
“I’m just learning my way around Vancouver.”
“That’s cool.”
“Do you live in Vancouver?”
“Yeah. Yaletown.”
“Really? That’s pretty close to me! I’m staying at the Sutton Place!”
“Yeah? That’s cool.”
“Yeah. I’m just trying to learn my way around Vancouver.”
That was the perfect opportunity for me to go, “Really? Why don’t I show you around? I’ve lived in Van my whole life., blah, blah, blah.” Sigh. Know what I said, instead? “That’s cool.”
Enough said.
Until next time,
YPhilotes
Sunday, March 1, 2009
One Tree Hill Boy
I’m kicking myself over this incident. Firstly, I didn’t get to date this guy. Secondly, I totally blew any chance I had of dating him.
What is wrong with me? Aaargghhh! Tomorrow, I will try to land a date with this guy, so I may write about it. If not, I’ll have to write about how I bungled up his attempts to date me . . .
Until next time,
YPhilotes
What is wrong with me? Aaargghhh! Tomorrow, I will try to land a date with this guy, so I may write about it. If not, I’ll have to write about how I bungled up his attempts to date me . . .
Until next time,
YPhilotes
Thursday, February 12, 2009
1 Barowner + 1 Bartender = 0
Aarghhh! I hate this story! After a good run, both Barowner and Bartender dropped me like a hot potato, which left me really hating myself for what I had done to Barowner. That was until my friend, W, pointed out that I wasn’t actually feeling remorse - I was feeling resentment over the fact that I’d lost a really good thing (I had going). So true. After that, I felt no more remorse and moved on to many more fabulous dating escapades.
In case you’re wondering how Barowner found out about my little, um, tryst(s) - sigh - Bartender told him.
Here’s how it went down:
I was feeling guilty about my Bartender, one evening, so I agreed to go to some boring event with Barowner - after which, he brought me back to his bar. He asked me why I was so tired, and I replied, “I didn’t go to sleep until eight this morning.”
“Didn’t you go home around two last night?”
Fuck me! I hesitated and made up some crap about how "I was sitting in front of the computer and was wired from the blue light, so I couldn’t sleep." Phew! Close one!
We were drinking with some attractive surgeons (gotta get one of their phone numbers!) who were Barowner’s friends. Barowner got up and then returned to our table, with drinks in hand . . . . pale as a ghost. We continued drinking, all the while, Barowner said nothing. Hmm. I glanced at him, laughing along with the surgeons, but fixated on Barowners blank stare. What could be wrong with him?
“So, I asked Bartender why he’s so tired,” began Barowner. WHAT?! I could feel myself losing all the colour to my face, coupled with an intense sinking feeling in my stomach. “And he told me he was fooling around with Dani all night.”
I stammered, and laughed uncomfortably. I tried, but there was no way of digging myself out of that grave. I even pretended it was all a silly joke.
Humph. Oh well! That was fun while it lasted.
Let this be a lesson: Do not date two men that are FRIENDS। HaHa! At least, I can still laugh about it . . .
Until next time,
YPhilotes
In case you’re wondering how Barowner found out about my little, um, tryst(s) - sigh - Bartender told him.
Here’s how it went down:
I was feeling guilty about my Bartender, one evening, so I agreed to go to some boring event with Barowner - after which, he brought me back to his bar. He asked me why I was so tired, and I replied, “I didn’t go to sleep until eight this morning.”
“Didn’t you go home around two last night?”
Fuck me! I hesitated and made up some crap about how "I was sitting in front of the computer and was wired from the blue light, so I couldn’t sleep." Phew! Close one!
We were drinking with some attractive surgeons (gotta get one of their phone numbers!) who were Barowner’s friends. Barowner got up and then returned to our table, with drinks in hand . . . . pale as a ghost. We continued drinking, all the while, Barowner said nothing. Hmm. I glanced at him, laughing along with the surgeons, but fixated on Barowners blank stare. What could be wrong with him?
“So, I asked Bartender why he’s so tired,” began Barowner. WHAT?! I could feel myself losing all the colour to my face, coupled with an intense sinking feeling in my stomach. “And he told me he was fooling around with Dani all night.”
I stammered, and laughed uncomfortably. I tried, but there was no way of digging myself out of that grave. I even pretended it was all a silly joke.
Humph. Oh well! That was fun while it lasted.
Let this be a lesson: Do not date two men that are FRIENDS। HaHa! At least, I can still laugh about it . . .
Until next time,
YPhilotes
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