10-May-2006

Today has been alternately exciting and disappointing... Exciting because when I arrived at work this morning our wrap gifts were waiting!  And they were perfect.  Not fucked up.  In any way.  My ulcer immediately disintegrated.  But THEN, as I was walking back from set, I thought, I'll go say hi to everyone in the production office.  I hadn't even turned into the door when three of my colleagues (all women, mind you) skipped squealing out.  One of them, our production coordinator, managed to squeal right in my ear:

"Johnny Depp's been sighted smoking next to the ADR stage!!!!" 

I didn't need further convincing to hop on the back of that golf cart.  Now, correct me if I'm wrong, people, but isn't Johnny Depp supposed to be a chain smoker? And if not, shouldn't he be, so that his smoke break would last five minutes longer and I would get to see him?  Shame on you, Johnny Depp.  Thank you for NOT smoking.  NOT.  So, yeah, he wasn't there when we got there.  

BUT I got a voicemail from Oscar Nom (a girl simply cannot pick up her phone while trolling for Johnny Depp) saying he's in town again next week!  This'll be, like, three weeks in a row I'll get to see him!  And his message was so cute... "I know Tuesday night is PD night for you, but maybe Wednesday night can be our night? "  I am not a homewrecker.  I am not a homewrecker .  Really, I'm not.