I need you so much closer

I literally just said, "It's all good."  I'm not even kidding.  A client apologized about her fax not working and that's when it came out.  I almost wanted to correct myself.  So the other night after "Garden State" as Ashley and I were leaving the Grove, I saw Brandon from "Blow Out" eating outside at this restuarant.  Instead of just smiling at the fact that I saw a reality TV star (I use this term loosely), I pointed and semi-shouted, "Hey Ashley, it's Brandon."  Then I just started laughing, astonished at my bravado.  So Brandon, if you're out there, I apologize for bringing attention to you, I know you never wanted fame (a ha ha), you just want to cut hair.  "I thought we were hair stylists, not tough guys"  Okay...last night instead of going to meet my friend Thesy at Barney's Beanery, which I've promised to do every week and have flaked every time, I stayed home and wallowed in my own self pity.  I would say it was depressing, but it kind of wasn't.  I watched this week's Six Feet Under, which I missed on Sunday.  Excellent as usual.  Especially loved the scene when Clair and her friends started singing along to Death Cab.  I want to recreate that. Then I took a bath and listened to Air's score from the Virgin Suicides.  Whenever I'm stressed, I like to take a bath and hold my head underwater.  Sounds a little weird, right?  Try it, it works.  Work is starting to get busy.  I had to stay late last night and it pissed me off.  And now I have more sh*t to do.  I complain when it's dead, I complain when it's busy as hell, why can't there be a middle ground?
Reagan