Last night I ordered pizza from Pizza Hut and some hot wings. I didn't feel like cooking because I had all those scripts to read. One of the scripts is actually pretty good... so I read it slowly. It's pretty perverted too. I had a film called Black Mama, White Mama playing in the background while I read. That film has Pam Grier and her lovely bosom.

I didn't finish the hot wings or the pizza so I heated that shit up today for LUNCH. Daniel Fuckface called to ask what I thought and I told him they weren't that great but I'd get him a full report on Monday. Just so you know, Monday doesn't exist in Hollywood- so this was my way of telling him, if you want to know, you will have to work on a day nobody works.

The hot wings are in a wonderful honey BBQ sauce. The pizza is lovely, and I have a pepsi cola to wash it all down with.