November 4
The last day in my apartment. A sad, sad day in the history of my LA life. I wake up (on my blow up mattress because my furniture had been carted away on Friday by the Moura Starr mover dudes) and start with my final packing efforts. But then Meredith and Ashley invited me to brunch. I convinced them to go to the Fountain Coffee Room at the BH Hotel so I couldn't very well pass that up! And then Alessandra invites me to Soho brunch, but since I already had prior brunch plans I agreed to meet her after.
So I don my felt floppy hat to cover my hasn't-been-washed-in-5-days hair, and pink lipstick to match (cause it's still has pink halloween mermaid leftovers... pretty sure there's still some rubber cement remnants in there as well). I scurried on over and met the girls, we had a wonderful catch-up session and I ordered grilled cheese. It arrived, i took a bite, and they'd forgot the cheese! Literally two perfectly grilled pieces of bread, but nothing inside! Andrew Garfield who was loitering behind us waiting for food laughed at me because of it. And i was making eyes at him even though i didnt know who he was. Ashley later enlightened Mer and I:
"you guys didnt even flinch!"
"about what"
"that was Andrew Garfield!"
"who's Andrew Garfield?"
So we finish our breakfasts and then walk over to peruse the gift shop and who walks by but Ozzy Osborne! Meredith casually says "Hey Ozzy" and he says "oh, hello" ... I later realized that I should've been like "I interior designed your dining room!"
We frolicked by the bungalows taking pictures and then parted ways.
I was feeling a little irresponsible that I was being a lady of leisure when I knew I had to be out of my apartment that night and needed to babysit for Annie that evening... but the delusional me thought it would be no problem! So I hop on over to Soho and join Alessandra and Melis for cocktails and gossip on the roof... 3:00 rolls around and i check my phone for the first time in a while... I realize Annie wants me there at 4:30... totally impossible considering I need to move a chair and drafting table to Matt's and a bookshelf to Pats. So i bolt outta there at 3:15 like a bat outta hell, drop a garment bag off at Cavalli left over from a photoshoot, and synchronize my arrival at my apartment with Pat's. We load the bookshelf into his truck, I freak out and realize that my only option is to put both the armchair AND drafting table in my trunk. Thankfully they fit. Thank you again Black Beauty, you've served me well! So then i rush off to Annie and Ryans, but realize that my car is completely full and can not fit my surfboard, suitcase, or a bunch of other random things, so i have to get Leigh to bring her car over and trade with me so I can go home after babysitting and fill hers (to the brim). So that's what I did. From 11 til 2, throwing shit out, and packing Leigh's car tetris style. I drive over to Leigh's (cause there's no way i'm moving into William's place at 2 am), unload some small items from her car into my car, and then finally sneak in and rest my weary head on her couch.
November 5
Hell day. I get up and start unloading leigh's car at 7:00 cause i have to get my car over to Matt's and unload the chair and drafting table and then get to Natalie's to do more photoshoot returns by 9:00. I was super stressed. Traffic was terrible. I get to Matt's and his car is in the driveway (blocking my easy access path to the garage) but he's not answering his phone or doorbell. I conclude that he's either 1. in the shower or 2. his dad has for some reason picked him up and taken him to work. #1 was the correct answer. Anyways, so i manage to wrangle the chair around his car and into the garage. There was no way i was carrying the drafting table though so i had to leave it in my car. This is when the first of the waterworks started. I hate feeling helpless and I hate relying on people for help, cause when you don't have parents or a boyfriend, it's quite hard to rely on people for help. So i head over to Natalies, 20 mins late, and get into her parking garage and see her and just start bawling my eyes out. So embarassing. She offers me wine, water, and to go over to Matt's and help me with the table, but I wouldn't take her up on any of the offers (except water). I load every inch of available space with garment bags and head out on my 8 showroom journey in 33 degree heat. Then I realize my AC is busted. More tears ensue. All in all the showroom returns went off without a hitch, except Dolce, while trying to park my car in a tiny tiny spot beside the dumpster (the only spot that's ever free cause it's impossible - but a spot that i've squeezed into in the past) i hit my car on a metal pole thing. More waterworks! But these are the sobbing-hard-to-breathe kind... i pull back out into the alley and a poor UPS man is looking horrified at me and my teariness, but he's like "there's no damage!" and thankfully there wasn't. Oh and then after doing all my returns (and meeting Natalie at the wrong gas station causing her to drive all around town looking for me cause my phone was dead) I go to time warner to drop off my cable box... but the address online doesn't exist. So a kind man tells me where the real one is (pretty far away) and i'm under a time crunch cause i have to be at Sarah's at 5:15, but i get there with enough time... until I walk in and realize the line is a million miles long. I storm back to the car and once again start crying. Can I just say the the main reason for all the tears was the fact that since halloween I had had 16 hours of sleep (in 4 nights) and I was just soooooo uneasy and anxious about the fact that I didnt have my apartment anymore, my belongings were scattered around town, and I was too scared to move into Williams because 1. i'd never seen it and am scared of the unknown, and 2. Westwood just seemed uncomprehensibly far away. So once again I slept on Leigh's couch.
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