There was a smokin' hot young actor here but he's on my damn nerves. Dude, that door doesn't open, go around. He's tried it like 32 times already and you can't get here from there. Despite all his rage, he is still just a rat in a cage. Somebody call Pavlov's dog to replace this guy 'cuz I think he just flunked the test. Dingalingaling. That's not the way you go to get to the cheese, moron. Now shut up and take off your shirt.

Not so easy on the eyeball was this actress here today to dub...she brought not only her spawn-ette, but a nadyanking breast pump to use between takes: rrrrrrrrrr. And she gets on the phone and complains loudly that she is "leaking". Nice.*

Then I almost sprayed a big-time director with Windex while I was cleaning seagull shit off the front door. He was very nice about it, so maybe he will remember me next time he needs someone to clean seagull shit off one of his films.

Fuck, I hate OllywoO.

*If you think that's bad, ask our friend in wardrobe about the actress who refused to wear underwear, so they had to scrape the crust off her outfit with a nail file. Apparently, someone came in and tried to use said nail file, and the dressers were all, "NOOOO! DON'T...!"