01:17am 11/09/2003
 
mood: okay
::Raising the back of his hand to his mouth, he casually wipes away the flakes of glaze and jelly that originated from his late night donut. He keeps his eyes fixated on the glowing screen, thoughts swimming through the murky waters of his mind as he raises a glass of milk to his lips and takes a refreshing sip. Placing the glass back upon his desk, he corrects his slightly slouching posture and begins to type.::

Well, first things first. I'm back from Toronto; I flew in early this morning (Or yesterday morning, I suppose). The festival was fun to attend, and The Company was treated to a warm reception. Neve took care of much of the gala proceedings, which took a load off of my and Malcolm's shoulders. Neve's awesome, and she has a true love for the picture which I utterly respect. It'll be reaching the US in December, and on Christmas Day no less. It's not.. exactly a mainstream film. It's very unique, very original, very artistic. I'm not so sure it'll be a big hit, but ultimately that doesn't matter. It was an inspiring film to be a part of, not only because of the film itself but because of the pure passion of everyone involved. It's the kind of experience that reminds me why acting is still considered an art. Anyway, enough rambling about that.

MILLA. I should have given you a call or something; I didn't know you were going to be at the festival too. Boo. Oh well.

Hmm. What else. Stuff on my mind, but thankfully I got a short chance to talk with some people about it. Even though such conversations had to be cut short. I hope to continue them soon, because.. well, they're important conversations. It also seems that some friends have similar things on their mind as well... I just hope they know that I'm here to listen, if needed. And yes, I'm being intentionally cryptic. If you know what I'm talking about, then well I guess this was written for/about you. Otherwise keep your nose out of my business! Haw, just kidding.

Oh, and Jimmy. COWABUNGA.

::Chuckling to himself, he clicks the update button and retires to his late night snacks.::
 
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10:27am 08/09/2003
 
mood: busy
::The click of the hotel room door's lock breaks the silence of the somewhat disheveled hotel room as he inserts his card key and opens the door. Striding across the room, he adjusts his necktie as he comes to face the mirror, looking over his appearance to check if it is to his liking. He searches the nightstand for an object he had seemingly forgotten to take earlier, and upon finding it places it in his pocket. As he turns to leave, his eyes momentarily fall upon the laptop sitting upon the table in the corner of the room. After a moment's hesitation, he connects it to the internet access line and turns it on. Pulling up a chair, he sits and begins to type.::

Well, looks like Blurty's finally not being stupid, so I can update now.

I'm currently in my hotel room in Toronto; The Company premieres today in about 5 hours and a fair amount of the main cast is here for the gala. I'm not sure if Neve is or not, but I know for a fact that Malcolm is because I just had lunch with him. I'd wanted to come and attend the entire festival, but filming for SM II had restarted at the same time the festival opened, and so I couldn't make it. Sam was kind enough to give me today off so that I could make it to the premiere, though. He's awesome like that. So I caught a plane last night, checked in, and crashed out. I actually left the hotel room a few hours ago, but realized I'd forgotten something and came back for it. I guess that's what happens when a red-eye flight and jet lag leave you sleep deprived the next day.

I've been ghosting and generally keeping my distance from everyone a lot lately, and I apologize. I guess that some things just got a little too heavy for me to handle, and I had/have too much on my mind. I've been trying to cope by throwing myself completely into my work, I guess. While I'm sure the cast and crew appreciate the fact I'm giving it everything I've got, I'm sure some of them can tell that something's up. I hope that this little trip to Toronto, short as it may be, will help me take it easy and breathe for once.

Well, that being said, I'm off to watch some of the other films being showcased at the festival before heading to the premiere. Bye-bye.

::Having completed his update, he closes and shuts down the laptop. He rises from his chair, checks his appearance in the mirror one last time, and heads out the door on his way back to the festival.::
 
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10:34am 24/08/2003
 
mood: tired
Ehee. Well, I cut my "vacation" short, so I guess I'm back. Filming is still on hiatus for at least another week, though. I was originally gonna leave this as a one-liner, but I guess updating about trivial things might get my mind off certain other things.

Like I said, filming for SM2 is on hiatus until September. As it turns out, the set for the climactic battle is so huge that it is still being built. So until it's finished, Sam's given all of us a break. It seems the rest of the cast has found something to keep them occupied but as for myself.. well, I don't know. I was originally planning on that trip, but... circumstances came to my attention and I changed my return flight for an hour after I touched down at the airport. But enough about that.

Sam was kind enough to schedule my filming days so that I'm free to go to Toronto for the world premiere of "The Company". Film festivals are always a blast to attend. There's so much creativity and originality in the work there, and everyone who attends simply loves cinema. It's a refreshing experience. Sure, it lacks the luster and gravity of a Hollywood premiere... but it's also more cozy, more personal. I'm really looking forward to it.

Well, that's all. Update over.
 
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12:50am 21/08/2003
  going on vacation. adios. ::waves.::  
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11:34am 17/08/2003
 
mood: awake
::Stretching and yawning as he enters the computer room, he groggily runs a hand through his hair and looks back through the doorway towards the bedroom before continuing on his way. He plops down into his chair and reaches for the remote, deactivating the television which had apparently been on since the previous night. He leans back and slouches slightly for a moment as he composes his words in his head, then leans forward and begins to click away on the keyboard.::

Well, the "issue" that has been present for some time has been resolved. I'd rather not write the details about it, as it is a pretty personal matter. Things seem to be fine now and everyone seems to be happy, which I am deeply grateful for. Things worked out much more smoothly than I'd dreaded they would. Of course I feel a touch of sorrow that things had to come to that point, and maybe I still feel a tad awkward around certain people because of it, but I'm hoping that will pass in a short amount of time.

Other than that, there isn't much going on in my personal life. An indie film I acted in - "The Company" - is going to be showcased at the 28th International Toronto Film Festival in a few weeks. It's expected to draw an enormous crowd, and while I'd like to say that people are coming to see me, Neve, and Malcolm, I have to admit the real attention-getter here is the production and post-production process of the film itself. It's shot in High Definition, which really isn't all that groudbreaking, but it's edited using a new high-tech post-production process called, "DarbeeVision". Apparently, it "extracts much of the same information the human brain does when we look around. It pre-emphasizes those parts of the image that tell the brain how round objects are, how they’re separated in depth, what their details are, and which objects are worthy of attention." It's supposed to make the image seem much more vivid and real, and take away from that bland flatness that filmmakers hate about video. If it works well, that could mean a significant increase in the amount of filmmakers that use HD as their filming format. But in the end, I think good old traditional 35mm film will always be the best. Well, that's enough film geek talk from me.

"The Company" was a fun project, and Neve and Malcolm were great to work with. The story's about a gifted ballerina on the brink of making it big (That's Neve. Not me. Okay? Okay), and the Ballet Company we were working with in Chicago was very gracious and hospitable. I have to admit that while Hollywood has it's perks, working on independant films has its own little artistic and cozy magic to it that I could never do without.

That's pretty much all that's going on with me right now. I'm actually missing her right now, since she has had so much promotional work to do for Uptown Girls and is often tired from both that and the baby. Maybe I'll cook her dinner tonight or something. Or ask Tobey to cook it for me and pretend it was me. Anyway, I've got to go meet up with people today, so I should probably get dressed. So ends this update. Ciao.

::Yawning once more, he reads over his entry one more time and nods to himself, clicks "update journal", and rises to get ready for the day ahead.::
 
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11:02pm 10/08/2003
 
mood: restless
Choices. They are what make life, and what shape it. In the end, we're all products of the choices we have made. That's why the big choices, the forks in the road that lead in two completely seperate directions, are always the most nervewracking to make.

I've got a choice to make. And frankly... I've been trying to avoid it. Because no matter what I decide upon... someone's going to get their feelings hurt. I see now that it's completely unavoidable, and by not choosing, I'm causing both parties and myself a lot of grief. And my not taking responsibility and doing what needs to be done is just.. irresponsible of me. I can say whatever I want, but.. actions always speak louder than words. And it's come to the point where I have to take action, for the good of everyone involved.

So.. if you're involved in what I'm saying, and know what I'm talking about... we need to have a talk.

And to whom I end up hurting.. I am sorry.
 
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02:45pm 07/08/2003
 
mood: discontent
::The sounds of exhalation eminate from his parted lips as he leans back in his chair, sighing heavily. For the better part of an hour he has positioned himself in front of his keyboard, the quite hum of his computer's fan the only sound to accompany his heavy breathing and heavier heartbeat. The blinds drawn and the door shut, the main source of illumination in the dim room is the flickering of the monitor, the soft bluish light falling across his contoured cheeks and reflecting in his dark eyes. After another moment of contemplation he shifts forward, places his fingers upon the keys, and begins to type.::

Alright. I think I've found some words, so I'll update for real now. I just got off the phone with her... well.. I got off the phone about an hour ago, but have been in a daze since then. She's upset with me, and I can't say that I blame her. I myself question the nature of my recent actions regarding him... though I can safely say I regret nothing, and given the chance would repeat my course of action again and again. As I've said, I don't like him. I don't trust him. Not after what he's done in recent memory. And though part of me wants to cause him severe physical harm for what has transpired... I don't want to sink to his level. I have to admit though... my attitude towards the situation is at least partially fueled by some sort of jealousy. Perhaps even fear...

Speaking of him... it seems a lot's been going on because of what. I'm not really one to resort to violence -- of course, for a few exceptions. Also, I generally prefer to let people handle their own conflicts when it comes to physical aggression. I feel like stepping in prematurely would not only escalate the matter, but also insult those involved, as if implying they can't "handle it themselves". This isn't some twisted version of West Side Story here. We don't need to let a conflict between two turn into a war amongst twenty. But be warned, friends don't let friends engage against outnumbered odds. So if you're not one of those two, then back off. Because if you don't, the supporters on the other side will retaliate in equal numbers. And trust me, you don't want that.

::Scanning over his words one last time, he makes the final decision to update. Clicking the button he closes his eyes and leans his head back, staring at the ceiling and wishing the tumultous thoughts within his head would sink to the base of his skull and simply drain away.::
 
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12:37pm 07/08/2003
 
mood: blah
Seems there are enough fists flying around as it is, and frankly, I don't want to lower myself to the level of a certain mulleted moron. I don't really know what to write in this update that hasn't been said, or isn't already understood, so I'll remain silent.

As for my own "vendetta"... I guess that's been taken care of.
 
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11:37pm 06/08/2003
 
mood: aggravated
Note to self:

I need to kick someone's ass.
 
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06:51pm 31/07/2003
 
mood: amused
Stolen from Tobey.

Guess which Spidey character I am )
 
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02:22pm 24/07/2003
 
mood: calm
Well, I've been pressured into writing a substantial update, so I think that's what I'll do. Though I don't really have much I can write about.

Filming for SM 2 is going smoothly, but of course everything's hush hush so I can't really speak about anything we're doing. Other than the fact that I once again seem to be the be on the receiving end of most of the jokes on set. Haha. Tobey and I had some free time earlier in the month and hung out for a while, before the promotions gauntlet for Seabiscuit AND SM started kicking his butt. That's fairly old news, though.

What's isn't old news is I've been casted for a period romance set in medieval Britain and Ireland, called "Tristan and Isolde". I get to play Tristan, a knight in shining armor, so that should be fun.

Congrats to Eric and Rebecca for consummating their relationship. ::snickers::. I'll fly over to NY to bother you guys in the near future.

Also, a very happy birthday to Anna! 21, eh? Gooooood stuff.

Hmm. There is... one other thing that's been on my mind. But it's sort of a private issue. Suffice to say this: I might be quiet about it, but that doesn't mean I don't think about it all the time. If you know what I'm talking about.... well then, I think it's time we talked about it. I'll catch you on AIM.
 
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For Maj   
03:09am 02/07/2003
 
mood: awake
Maj asked me to update, but I don't really have anything interesting to write about. So ummm. This is my update.

LEEKO LEEKO LEEEKO! I'm a squeaky guy! Come check out my squeaky pants dance! Squee squawww squee squawww! Boingity boingity boingity boingity! Aunt Ruthy! Aunt Ruthy! There's ketchup on the computer! Bump reeeer bump reeeer bump reeeeer bump reeeeeer. Hooka hooka hooka ha hooka hooka ha HOOKA!

Bonus points to anyone who knows what that's from. Night, people. ;o
 
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02:30am 27/06/2003
 
mood: awake
Happy Bday, Tobes! ::throws a pumpkin bomb containing confetti.::
 
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09:30pm 26/06/2003
 
mood: blah
Well, I'm updating. There's a lot that's happened recently... or rather, one thing that feels like a lot. I'd rather not talk about it, but I will say this:

Yes, I'm the father.

So. I have a lot on my mind. Ironically, I can't really talk about it, because I cant' really find the words. When I do, though, I'll update about it.

Hurry back.
 
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Fatigue   
12:42am 30/05/2003
 
mood: tired
As I was telling Ryan earlier, I've been awake since about 11 am Wednesday morning. That's getting to be close to 40 hours straight now. Needless to say, I feel like I'm running on empty. Yet I still sit here online. Rofl. Ah well, might as well go with the flow.

Feeling slightly emo at the moment, since a few people I actually give a damn about seem to be feeling emo themselves. I'd like to help them, if I only knew how, or if I could at all.

I ended up being late for a meeting by about an hour today, since I wasn't ready for the meeting yet. That didn't look too good for me, since the meeting itself lasted only two hours in its entirety. Ehee. Oh well.

I guess that's all I have to write about for now. Well, except for the fact that Maj doesn't fart when she has sex. ::coughs.::

Okay! That's enough of that. Buh bye.
 
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Day at the Movies   
04:04am 24/05/2003
 
mood: tired
Whoa, I actually have something to update about for a change. I spent pretty much the entire day with Leo. It's been a while since we've hung out, and we both figured we had catching up to do, and so we decided to go see Down With Love and Bruce Almighty (with Leo in "disguise", which I thought was pretty funny).

As usual, I was running behind schedule. Tobey called while I was on the way and told me to say hello to Leo for him, since he was busy with other things today. Despite leaving late AND stopping for gas on the way, I arrived at Leo's with a comfortable amount of time. That didn't help, however, since we realized halfway to the movie theater that we'd left the tickets behind. So we turned around, headed back, got the tickets, and got back onto the freeway just in time for rush hour. Lol. So basically, we missed the first half hour or so of Down With Love. But the movie was still great. Ewan, kudos to you.

We decided to go get some food after Down With Love, but we passed by a laser tag place on the way. Needless to say, plans ended up changing. The place we went to gives you callsigns when you sign up for a game, so I was "JamesDean" and Leo was "PussyPleasure". The first game ended up being me and Leo versus a team of teenagers. We got into an argument about whose fault it was that we lost, and so the second game was me and a bunch of teenagers versus Leo and a bunch of teenagers. I'd rather not discuss who won that game.

Anyway, afterwards we went back to the theater to see Bruce Almighty (which, btw, is a TERRIFIC movie. I loved it. Wonderful). There was quite a line, and we ended up waiting outside for about half an hour before being let in. When we did sit down, however, it was behind a group of girls, one of whom was pretty damn hot. Leo and I kept bugging each other to ask for her number, til we both realized her age would probably land us in jail. Still, she was hot. I mean damn. :V

Speaking of which, Leo gave Tobey a call while we were sitting in the theater. Turns out his "other business" for the day included shopping with Britt. When we called they were shopping in a particular store, with particular merchandise, and Britt ended up buying me a particular gift. If you're wondering why I started this paragraph with "speaking of which" after ":V", then maybe you should think harder about what I mean by "particular". Rofl. Oh, excuse me, I mean "ROPFL". ::Snickers.::

We went back to Leo's afterward, and he told me to watch Catch Me If You Can on DVD, since I had regrettably not seen it yet. I laughed at the fact he was telling me to watch his own movie. He told me to shut up. We reached a compromise, with me watching the movie without shutting up. It was a great movie, though. With the cast and crew that it had, I had high expectations while watching it and I was still impressed. I'm pretty sure that Leo could have convinced Ms. Jailbait that he went to her high school if he so wanted. I probably could have too, but that's a different story entirely.

I left Leo's around 2:30, came home, and relaxed for a bit before my doorbell rang. Upon answering it, I found Britt's little gift on my doorstep. And good lord. It's gonna be hard finding a way to get back at her for that little stunt. ::Laughs::.

And so that brings us to the present. A present in which I am dead tired and ending this entry effective at the end of this sentence.... this.... sentence I'm typing......right now. . . . period.

Oh, and if any of of you have seen my new AIM icon, then you know that TOBEY WINS.

Ropfl.
 
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02:06am 20/05/2003
 
mood: accomplished
Britt says I have to update my journal, so I'll do that right now. She also says I have to dye my hair red, but we'll see about that. Heh. Heh. Heh.

Well. What have I been up to lately. Not much, really. Though as you may have read, Maj convinced me to go to the store with her today to pick up an EPT for her friends... and we sorta caused a scene. Haha. With what we were shouting, I wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't all over the tabloids tommorow. It also didn't help that we were there to buy a pregnancy test. LoL. Ah well. It was fun, and that's what counts.

Hmm. What else. Oh, Chrissy was singing to me today but I wasn't paying attention because I was too busy laughing at her ridiculously high warn rating. ROFL just kidding. ::makes origami cranes for her, then takes her to the zoo to see the penguins and builds her an elephant house.::

Oh, and Marsden, I watched Sugar and Spice tonight, finally, and man.... ROFL that movie is HILARIOUS. It's even funnier to think you did that in between X1 and X2. HAH. It was a little weird watching Marla and all, but... rofl. DAMMMN funny movie.

And so ends my update. THE END.
 
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12:55am 29/04/2003
 
mood: chipper
music: Beastie Boys - "Sabotage"
Some people are fucking dickheads. To quote Marvel, "Nuff said".

Well speaking of Marvel, I didn't take that red-eye flight, so I couldn't make it to the X2 Premiere. ::le sigh.:: Oh well, I spent the day with my folks up here in Palo Alto, and I'll be headed back to LA tommorow. Jimmy gave me a call on his way home from the Premiere to tell me how it went, and it sounds like it was a blast. I really wish I could have gone, but like Anna said, I was there in spirit. I'm currently counting the hours til midnight, May 2nd, when I will storm the theater and see the first showing of X2 possible, so that Marsden, Anna, and Famke don't have to hide details about the movie's plot from me anymore. Rofl.

Also. DAAAAAAAAMN, Chelle! I had no idea you were so..uhh.. talented.. Rofl. And Maj, you gotta come visit me in prison. I'm in need of some assistance. ;)
 
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01:07am 28/04/2003
 
mood: pensive
music: Stone Sour - "Bother"
::Update.::

So yeah, I guess some wild stuff went on tonight. I'm not really involved in it though, but it was fun to watch someone get what they had coming to them, so to speak. And getting the chance to "demonstrate hickey removal" techniques with the help of my lovely assistant was fun.

I guess I had a good day for the most part, but I'm actually feeling pretty emo and down right now for some reason. It probably has to do with the fact that I'm seriously doubting if I can make the X2 premiere tommorow, since I'm currently visiting family in Palo Alto, and I've never been one to just sort of skip out on them. I might still take a red-eye flight and get there for the festivities, but that has yet to be seen. Either way it's kinda a bummer, cause on one hand I'd be missing the premiere, which I really want to go to, and on the other hand, I'd have to say bye to my folks after just a day or two of being here, and I haven't seen them for a while. Oh well, c'est la vie. Either way I'll update after the premiere, either to talk about how it went or to apologize yet again to the rest of the Marvel crew for not being there. Anyway, enough of my rambling. Night, all.
 
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Today!   
02:49am 23/04/2003
 
mood: calm
music: Weezer - "Island in the Sun"
Time for an update!

I just wish I had something to say.

Hmm. Everyone's been amazingly nice to me, and it's good to know that people are so friendly. There are a lot of cool people around here, and it makes for good times.

I'm getting anxious about filming for the Spidey sequel. They've already got a stuntman for me, a NASCAR driver by the name of Stanton Barrett, and I really want to meet the guy. I mean geez, he's putting his safety on the line so that I don't have to, you know? Anyway, it looks like Sam's gonna make this one even better than the last, so I can't wait til I'm called onto the set. I gave Brooke a call today to say hi, and to let Kiki and Tobes and Rosemary know I'm cheering them on.

Well, that was pretty much my day. Oh yeah, and Marsden, I still want your car. And Kelly Hu. ::DROOL.::

Rofl. Okay, that's that. See ya.
 
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