Wow, its been forever since I wrote here. Literally. Although I've never been very good at keeping journals, even as a kid. I'd start one, writing in it religiously every day for about a week - and then it'd fall by the wayside and end up half-empty. I guess this is no different.
Anyways, what's been up? Hmmm. Where do I start? Probably at the beginning. Well, here goes...
After waving good bye to the wonderful world of touring for a while *weep*, I've been confined to the deep, fairly dark and damp world of filming. It's a lot more exposed than a tour. Although the hardcore hours are pretty much the same, I do like coming home to a proper bed and shower everynight. I was lucky enough to be asked back for the sequel, so I've not really left, and I have a sneaky suspision I'll still be here for the next two sequels to come. Oh well, at least I don't have to worry about packing up my stuff. I started by trying not to make a mess in our lovely little apartment, both Ashley and I were living out of our suitcases for a month or so, but as time went on things have gotten a little more... messy.... not dirty, but very messy. I like to think that beneath the scattering of clothes, cds, shoes, scripts, cables and dvds I could find anything I needed - but deep down I know that's a lie. Things are way out of hand, and neither of us can be bothered to spend our precious days off picking our crap off the floor. We barely have time to do laundry. But after living on the road for the practically the past six years, laundry doesn't seem to rate high on my list of priorities.
What is nearer the top of the list is the serious craving I have to paint our living room wall. Only, I can't decide what colour I want it. Ashley's no better. The wall is covered with tiny little tester swatches we've tried out, but most of them kinda look the same. And it's gotten to the point where we don't even see them anymore. It's only when visitors ask us what's up with the wall that we remember... That may be our job for next weekend...
But filming is ace, just like last year. As soon as we all landed, everything picked up from before. Still like one big, happy, slightly dysfunctional family. Even if the film itself is slightly questionable. But I don't want to beep my own horn, but *beep beep*, the music will be even better than last time round. I think Alex and I have outdone ourselves. That's why they pay us the small bucks. We should demand more. Like a bigger office space. Or a coffee machine...
I took as much time off as possible over the past few weeks to fly down to Cali and visit Hayles & the dudes. It's been more than nice to see them doing what they love best. In their element. King of the studio. Just being able to kick back and hang, chatting shite, cooking good food and chilling in the sun was amazing. It was like being home, even though we were a million miles from it. I've missed my home. My things. My friends. But we wrap in a couple of weeks, and I'll be done with post-prod in about a month, so it'll be an extended vacay till we're back for #3 in August. Joy and freakin rapture. Also, a little thank you to A-L Mac for generally helping me out and about town in the concrete jungle of L.A. Without you I'd have been well and truly screwed. And I definatley wouldn't have such an excellent tan or a brilliant Marc Jacobs dress...
I've improved greatly on my guitar hero skills since being here, I think I could quite happily take down Josh. Bring it on! It's also nice sitting about on set chilling with the cast and crew, everyone's so creative and talented, and it's a completely different environment from tour. Really relaxed and ecclectic. I'm building up quite the stack of music from everyone. Kristen's, like, a mixtape genius. Mixtape pride.
Speaking of mixtapes, Asher's finally made his new one. And it's pretty good. Despite the wait. And the postage fee I had to pay. The dude should really learn how to mail stuff. But I am in debted for the awesome "college" sweater he sent, it gets a lot of compliments.
What else is new? Oh yeah, Brendon. Or the lack of. If you'd told me this time last year, that we'd break up and I'd not speak to him, I'd probs have laughed in your face and asked if you were high. But now, I'm surprisingly cool with it. Actually, I think I prefer it this way. Let's just say, theres no love lost. At all. I wish him moderate goodness.
Wishing the guys all the best for the rest of their tour, I can't wait to come see it for myself, got my ticketos at the ready for my week of fun and rock. Or at least a week of roll. I'm so jealous I can't be there, but I know it'll all be brilliant. All the press so far has been ace.
As for me, today I've gotta book mine and Roberto's flights back to fair England, and possibly make a trip to the store cuz we're dangerously low on cereal. When Ash gets back from the gym we're off to a bbq at a friends. Chillaxing in the sunshine. Fact of the day: you CAN get a tan in Canada. Who'd have thunk it?
Anyhoos, have a good 'un whatever you're doing and wherever you're doing it. And sorry if I've not text or emailed you back (Matt, Josh and Amy, especially) I've been a bit rubbish lately. You know how I am.
One love, two times, x
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