Month: April 2006
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working late.
Working on script changes for tomorrow’s read-through. That’s okay, people have made my desk pretty (one from my husband, one from my agent. this is hollywood).
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my husband is funny.
But he thinks I’m hilarious. I should never have let him see my memory book.
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my first voicemail message this morning:
Ray: “Aw. Pam can’t come to the phone because she’s old.” It’s birthday week. It’s birthday week. Everybody say hi, it’s birthday week. I’m’a eata sammich, it’s birthday week. Someone give me a hug!