The Princess Chronicle

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Hey Shauna, Hey Shauna!!! Pt. 1









Dude You Need to Tighten Your Game

So I have been hanging out with this dude I went to high school with… I will admit back in the day I had a slight small crush on him, but I usually go for the guys with the pretty face and tight rock hard cut bodies (I’m shallow I know). But the dude was mad cool. I though we could be good friends. He, on the other hand was just trying to get into my pants. Yes there was a little flirting. I flirt a little with all my male friends… hell I sometimes send them dirty emails (who doesn’t?). And just because I said I din't want to sleep with you, you started to ignore me. Well fine mister man if you want to be one of my hook up boys then let's go… come on if you think you can handle it. Oh and let me tell you something, you better bring it, because if not I’ll make sure that every girl knows that you are a one minute man, who can’t please a real woman. I will make you kneel before me and kiss my ass bitch… I just wanted to be your friend. A real friend. Not another one of your little chippies you sleep with, and God only knows what with after. Poor two pump chump… you are going to miss out on all the benefits that comes with being my friend. I could have done wonders for your little movie, I could have made it a festival golden child. I have those kind of connections. I used to work for Mark Burnett, Michelle Monk, and Ken Burns, Bitch. I make miracles happen. And you are going to give all that up for what? Another notch on your headboard… you get what you deserve for thinking with your dick instead of your big head. Numb Nuts.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Pictures of my Friends



I ambushed her at Wal-Mart... I got her boyfriend and his friend to!







Drunk Roz The Guy from Irving... What's his name??
Well if you were lucky enough to get caught by my camera then you'll be here also!!!

Miss Smarty Bob Brain Pants, she's only 24 and she has a Masters Degree in PHYSICS

Don’t ask me to give you head!!

Okay I am so over wannabe actors. I’m the stupid one to think that this eye candy could actually have some sort of substance. So after a week or to of not hearing from him, and then a surprise lets hand out this Saturday I was stoked. Finally after years and years of searching I think I finally found someone I could get attached to and have some real human emotion for. Well was I ever wrong. First he makes me drive, doesn’t even ask just tells me to pick him up at home… I hate to drive, but I will if I have to… then during the movie he shushes me… I’m a movie talker, everyone knows that. After I take him home and he wants to totally make out. Which is fine because he’s hot. But then during one of those let’s stop to readjust are body positions he asks me straight up, “Will you drop my headshot off to the casting director in your office?” What the hell… do I look like you agent? Screw you. The man doesn’t even have the balls to clue me in on if he really likes me or we’re just having some fun… speaking about balls…after the headshot comment this really cute guy asks me to give him a blow job. As if. FYI for any man reading this…, which I doubt,… don’t ask me for head. If I’m going to do it I will, but if you ask you’re neva gonna get it. I left and right then and there. I have no problem just being cool, and having fun with him, but I’m not going to do anything for him. Dude you’re a pretty boy if your not going to be my man then don’t ask me for favors, we are not even friends like that… I’ll do for my friends who I know will be there for me and he is soooo not one of them. Well I have moved on. I’ve been hanging out with this guy I went to HS with. He is so not my pretty boy, Hollywood hunk type I tend to go for, but he’s funny. And if would just get off his ass and make a move I bet I’d feel tingles.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Decoding Boy’s Cryptic Messages

I don’t understand boys. If they like you then why don’t they just come out and say it? I miss subtle hints… they go right over my head. I need a man who is direct and can right out and say, “Hey I really like you, and do you want to go out on a date with me?” I shouldn’t complain. When I get bored with a guy I just ignore him… secretly wishing and praying that he wont call. And if doesn’t get the message I change my cell number. But if any man told me to be direct with him I would. Hell it takes a lot for me to get attached to a guy. Could it be that I don’t give off the right signs that I like a guy? I can be cold. I don’t do PDA. Hell a dude would have to be my boyfriend before I’ll hold his hand in public. I’m not a prude, get me in the right situation and I’ll totally make out with just about anyone. The only explanation I can think of is that although my family is very loving and generous… they lack affection. It’s like that scene in the movie Beautiful (2000) directed by Sally Field staring Minnie Driver and Hallie Eisenberg, anyway the little girl was talking about the Orphan babies in Romania and how that no one ever picks them up or holds them so when they grow up they don’t know how to love. That could be me. I just don’t know how to love. I’m a great girlfriend… I’m always doing those small things and giving special gifts, but that’s how I was raised. My parents would buy me things instead of hugging me. I’m not a hug person. I will hug people if they ask. Oh and the most important thing… a boy must ask to kiss me, at least on the first kiss.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

I Love My Job, But...

I love my job. Working on such a cool show like Deep Sea Detectives is great. Especially for a first 9-5 grown up job. But I can’t help but feel that I have the worst job out of everyone in the company. Take Sophie… she’s British and speaks like five different languages. Right now she is in Virginia scouting locations for the May Flower show. Then there is Donna who is busy casting hottie actors. I would love to look at hot boy bodies all day long. Plus get to video tape them to review later. And don’t get me started on the on set crew. First they will be in Virginia, then England, and next the Caribbean. No fair. I sit at a computer all day searching archival databases online for old still photos and film footage. By the way if anyone has footage of the inside of the Whydah Museum, in Provincetown MA please let me know. I spent six hours calling every TV station on Cape Cod looking for footage of that stupid museum. FYI the Whydah is the ship of the pirate Black Sam Bellamy. And to make matter’s worse I found the footage at WGBH and Chronicle (WCVBChannel 5). Now I have to convince these stations to let me license this footage for ten years at a rate of no more than $25 a second. And on top of all that I have to keep the in house database up-to-date, find a stupid film Don Winslow of the Coast Guard, and log all Queen Anne’s Revenge photos. I stay pretty busy. I just can’t shake the feeling that the grass is greener on the other side of the building.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Work Work Work

Sorry I have been so busy at with work, Deep Sea Detectives, doesn't do archival searches by itself, I have been to tired to post. I'll find a balance in my life soon.