laughterkey said: It told me I was Serena. SERENA. Fuck that noise. She's the goddamned Cosette of the Upper East Side. #BOOOORING
What does someone’s favorite potatoes have to do with Gossip Girl?
— Anne Lamott (via awelltraveledwoman)
I think I might have just finished Act 2 of my screenplay. I mean, I might have. I have to double check. (And I need to sort of write a sex scene.) But I think I did it. Yeah. I think I might have. Shit.
Tonight has turned from, “I’m going to go home and make mac & cheese and go to bed early,” to “I’m going to stop on the way home and get Mexican food and a margarita,” to “I’m going to order a few margaritas and finally bond with the people in my ‘hood,” to “I might finally get Act Two of my screenplay done tonight.” And other stuff. It’s a weirdly good night and I might be up later than usual to get all this stuff done.