Frat Boy Mentality

I have the hangover because I went to a party at Justin's last night. I missed all of the other end-of-the-year parties and figured it was time I went to one, before my cohorts forgot what I looked like. I had a small glass of wine and it hit me like a ton of bricks -- I woke up slightly hungover and terribly dehydrated.

I found out some interesting gossip, though. Stuff that had totally passed me by. Like one of my classmates had an affair with one of the teachers. I don't know why finding this out has bothered me as much as it has. Maybe because I'm always surprised to find out about clandestine relationships. Because someone managed to keep a secret.

Another teacher is evidently widely known for having affairs with students. Again: straight over my head. I had no clue.

Another member of the class has evidently recently discovered he's gay. Given his background, he's having a hard time accepting it, but if you've got to, LA is as good a place as any to do it.

The most disturbing gossip I heard though was about, who else, Bernice. It seems that Bernice's winning short script is a comedy about a man who goes to heaven searching for his wife, and it turns out heaven is a big bureaucracy. She wrote it in her writing class last semester. Earlier that same semester, Todd wrote a short script about a man who goes to hell searching for his wife, and it turns out hell is a big bureaucracy.

Guess who's really pissed about Bernice winning that award?

Today on America Online, I went to the chat room I usually hang out in. I discovered that some prankster had adopted the same online name as a friend of mine (changing the zeroes to capital Os, so in most fonts you couldn't tell them apart), was hanging out in the same chat room as this friend usually does, impersonated her before she showed up, and then imitated her slavishly after she showed up.

When the Guide finally showed up after having gotten about a million messages from people in the chat room, the impostor kept asking, "Is it harrassment if you happen to have a similar name and happen to show up in the same room?"

The the impostor started sending me Instant Messages. I knew it had to be the impostor because my friend has never IMed me in her life. I asked, Is this so-and-so? and when they said Yes, I said, WHOOPS, and e-mailed a copy of it to AOL.

Unfortunately, it's all too damn easy to get new accounts on there. Just give them a damn credit card...and how hard are those to come by these days?

Anyhow, it was severely annoying. This friend of mine attracts more than her share of stalkers and enemies. I know why some of it happens -- when she's combative, she can be vicious -- but I don't know why all of it is happening.

Darin and I went to see Breakdown today. Pretty tense. Definitely a good example of "The character manages to do this, but then this happens..." As Glenn put it last night at the party, It's a Chevrolet. He wants to write Chevrolet movies.

He also doesn't begrudge Bernice the award even though he hates her more than anyone does, because he figures that she's going to need all the help she can get in this business.