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[13 Jul 2005|10:04pm] |
Date created: 2004-07-06 02:47:40
I've been here over a year now.
( And it's time. )
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I'll miss you so much ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jasimpson |
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Yes, I'm going to be hosting a dating show called "Score" for MTV. I didn't think it was fair for Ashlee and Jessica to have shows on MTV without me sort of getting one too. But not until fall, so I'll keep you posted.
Tour ends Saturday, and I don't have another date to play until July. As up and down as it's all been, I'm psyched to know I'm going to be allowed freedom after 5-28-2005. I feel like tattooing the number somewhere on me just as a reminder of this tour. I'm ready to sleep in my own bed, to eat food that's not from Wendys or Hardees or McDonalds, to drive my own car and visit people instead of giving them my next tour date and making them come see me.
So...I'm going on a road trip. I guess alone.
Starting in early June, after next week.
I'm not insane, I swear. But after being on the road for so long, I don't know. I'm sure in a week I'll want to be on the road again, but in a different way. I also need to catch up with some of you, meet others of you. Throw a stone at two birds and hope I clock both of them at the same time.
I need a list. Add your name, tell me where you'll be starting June 6th if you want to see me. Ryan Cabrera just may be coming to knock on your door. Which I'm sure you'd be more ecstatic about it if I were Tom Cruise, but anyway. Let me know.
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[22 Apr 2005|02:32pm] |
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SO I decided that, since I began dating my new girlfriend, Miss Teen USA Shelley Hennig and taking her to public events so the world can bask in the glow of our brand new love, I've developed too much confidence about myself so I needed to head over to IMDB and crush my sanity.
It only took about 30 message board topics discussing only my hair and one post below this paragraph before I came to the decision that I was done destorying my self-esteem and went to sound check.
PERVERT!!!!
by - DanielAndAliceRadcliffe (Sat Mar 26 2005 10:47:08 ) Ignore this User | Report Abuse
Did you guys see the true video when ryan was looking at the girl in the swimsuit he looked soooo perverted. it makes u wanna kick him and punch him in the face. btw hes freaking ugly too
After I took a moment out to hang my head in shame for the memory of gawking at the girl in the swimsuit in my video, I smashed my mirror into pieces and ran crying out into the street. It's funny that the username has Daniel Radcliffe in it. Conspriracy? I think so.
I'm so bored with touring and my life. I want to pretend to publically kidnap Jessica Simpson and hold her hostage in the jungle for ransom somewhere. And then when poor, tired, worried husband Nick Lachey comes in search of his beloved Jessica as the paparazzi follow on pins and needles in worry of the fate of the airheaded Simpson, Jessica and I jump out from the bushes and attack him with paintball guns and make cries of belated April Fools.
Yes. Yes. This is how I entertain myself when I'm not on stage.
I'd update more but I'm still touring just as I've been off and on for like a year now, and it doesn't end until this time next month. Maybe then once I have more time I'll write about something other than not wanting to write about tour. Maybe by then Miss Teen USA Shelley Hennig and I will have announced our marriage plans, and our pondering of a honeymoon in Alabama where we will buy land and build a house out of tree bark and poison ivy to keep the paparazzi away.
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[18 Mar 2005|03:29am] |
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I think I need to pay someone to do my clothes shopping. I'd ask Jessica but I fear for my Cabrera style because she'd probably dress me like Nick.
It was just kindly pointed out to me that I'm wearing the same shirt at two different events, months apart and I guess that's unheard of. Like Beebee Bluff on Doug who would throw her clothes away after one wearing instead of washing them. I may sound crazy right now because maybe I'm the only one who remembers Doug. He was like the 90s version of Charlie Brown, only he wasn't always depressed and he could kick a football but his shoe would fly off too.
No, I don't know what I'm talking about either.
I'm on tour with Bonnie McKee. I'd discuss tour right now but that's been the general topic for months. I think I just now remembered to add Bonnie.
Recently, or semi-recently, I was eating with some of my band outside before sound check and these two girls were hanging around nearby. They kept looking over at us so I had the feeling that sooner or later they'd come up with some guts to approach. They came up to us, and one of them pointed to me and goes, "Are you the guy from the Ashlee Simpson show?"
I choked on my burger. And of course, the guys had a laugh at their question. I told them I was one of the several guys on that show. And they both looked at me as though they thought I should be grateful to be recognized and walked away.
The punch-line: I later found out that they both had tickets to my show when I did meet in greet later on. Did they really not know who I was?
One day I'll have fans who know my name when they come see me. Fans who don't think I'm Wade Robson or Howie Day or Ashlee's boyfriend or Tyler Hilton or that guy who works at Wendy's who was hitting on them the other day. MY NAME IS RYAN CABRERA. I'm shaving my head.
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[02 Mar 2005|05:22am] |
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Still touring. Almost non-stop until May 7th. I'd grumble but let me stop that for a little while. My buddy Ashlee is on the road too. But I miss her and so whenever I get a day where I'm not exhausted and drowning in rehearsals and all of that, I'm going to jet out there and see her show.
Jessica came out to give me support with her dog, Daisy. She's good to me. Jessica, not the dog, the dog hates me most of the time. She's stuck up. But yeah, Jessica really comes through when I need her around. She came down and told me about her proactiv duties since I watch that infommerical more than any other one when I'm on the bus late at night. I'm very interested in the whole proactiv going-abouts. I should do a commercial for that. P Diddy was on it too and anything P Diddy does is like comic gold. Not purposely, but it is. I'm not as moody or stressed out as I was. I'm still sort of in and out, but it's not going to stop any time soon so I need to suck it up.
I was on the TRL Awards like the week before last, I think. I presented for the Wet Your Pants award, or something along those lines. Will Farrell won it, so I got to give it to him, and that was great. Lil Jon was there again, he got on stage with Good Charlotte and was doing his thing. It was a lot of fun, even if I didn't go home with anything. It was almost like a vacation.
I'm really baffled by this My Super Sweet 16 show. Do people actually sit down and devote their living hours watching this show? Are they all wealthy people who watch this show? I'm not exactly broke, but hey. I'd rather drown myself in the nearest kitchen sink than pay attention to these spoiled morons complain about how they can't get Buffy the Vampire Slayer to kill people at their million dollar party. And shed tears about how the amazing car they got for their birthday just wasn't amazing enough so let's buy something bigger so you can crash it harder later on when you're driving while getting stoned with your friends. I'd rather watch Newlyweds, sorry.
I changed my screen name, finally, because my other one was supposed to be temporary. It's crazed cabrera, coming to an AIM window near you.
HI BRITTANY SNOW.
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[18 Feb 2005|04:54am] |
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I'm only updating because I was ordered to by Jessica, and you don't say no to Daisy Duke.
I'm at 5 weeks. I seriously considered bashing my head into 6 and just letting it all go. I guess I've been in a mood. Which isn't good. And there really isn't any other reason for it besides constant lack of motivation and boringness, and just plain hating everyone that surrounds me.
I don't know. Jessica something I said in her userinfo, and I laughed at myself. Did I really used to be that funny? I just keep giving people dirty looks and walking away mid-conversations. I think I'm tired of work. I've been touring. I just hate touring right now, and that sucks because I can't be like that. It can't stay this way. I have work to do and I can't let any funk that I can't break out of keep me from doing what I should be doing and giving people who paid money the show they came for.
SADKJSHJKGDFJKGHDFKJH;DS;GDFKJLHDF;HLDF;H;DF;KTWOETJLDSG;DFKHDH;DSH
I needed to do that. I'd finish the entry with just random letters and semi-colons but that won't accomplish anything but people removing me.
I'm going to be on Carson Daly later this month. I've been helping the Tsunami relief efforts. I'm touring until the first of next month.
I went to the playboy mansion for whatever reason with Jessica's Dad and husband. I hang out with those guys more than I do people my own age. It's really disturbing when I stop to think about it. I don't even get out with my band members as much as I do Joe and Nick. I need a change in plans.
I just growled at someone who tried to talk to me. It's five in the morning. I need some mental help, I think. Or maybe just some sleep. This entry is pathetic and it probably would have been better if I hit six weeks and returned in some new form, but this is what you're getting until I snap out of it.
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[12 Jan 2005|01:10am] |
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I spent the holidays all over the place. I was with Jessica and Nick in the islands, I think. Nick and I went golfing. Ashlee and I tolerated each other during the flight but by the time we got there, we were cool. We hung out. I clashed my clothing, badly. You should never let a guy like me wear anything hawaiian, it's a disaster just waiting to strike, I kid you not.
I got a dog for Christmas. I should name him. I've got nothing.
Ashlee's been doing shows just here recently. I was with her, I got on stage when she did Pieces of Me. I sang a few bars with her. I was brilliant. I pulled up my shirt. Earlier, before she went on stage, she wrote I <3 Ashlee on my chest. I couldn't do it myself, I'm not that gifted. I think it was blue marker. The crowd saw what she'd written. And it's true. No matter what happens to us, she'll always be my best friend.
I don't tour again until next month. I'm trying to take some time to myself and get some sleep in. Potty train the dog.
I want to make plans with people and get out more. Who wants to escort me?
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[19 Dec 2004|02:24am] |
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A few days back I finally got to see Ashlee. We went to a concert together, it's the first time we got to spend more than like twenty minutes together in a long time. I heard the press got wind of it too, and caught us there because it was in the news the next day. I thought we had a good time, nothing felt wrong, and we hung out back at the hotel afterward. She had a show to do the following day, so I saw her off as she left to go to the airport, and then went back to the hotel room.
Tour just ended. I have more time. More free time. I'm off tour for a while now. We're talking about the next single. The next video. I have more time on my hands to have a break for the holidays.
I think it was like 5 am. Maybe 6. I don't know, it's sort of fuzzy right now. My phone rings, the Drop It Like It's Hot ringtone goes off, I'm half asleep but not really because my sleep schedule is pretty messed up. She's on the phone. I pick up that something is wrong right away because she knows what time it is where I am, but she told me she couldn't wait and wanted to talk to me right away. And uh. Long story, short, since details don't really feel like a whole lot of fun to relive right now, she said she needs time to herself, she wanted a break, she wanted to date other people. Or something along those lines. After a while, I sort of tuned out.
I keep running things over in my mind wondering what changed so fast from just a few days ago, and kind of wishing she could have waited until after the holidays, especially when we were supposed to go to Nick and Jessica's for Christmas, but it's okay. I can still go.
Beyond this, I don't know what more to say, but felt like I should say something, so this is all I've got right now.
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[12 Dec 2004|03:02am] |
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I'm super grumpy. I've been in a bad mood for about two weeks, and I hate it. Nothing really sparked it, nothing I can remember. I just woke up one morning and couldn't find my favorite shoes, and every since then, I've been hard to deal with. I've snapped at just about everyone I know, I keep wanting to go off by myself and get away from everyone else. But that's pretty impossible when you're touring and have to run soundcheck every day and then play with them all at night. I finally did find my shoes. Somehow they ended up in the top of the closet on the bus. I don't remember putting them there, but I don't know, I've been pretty tired lately. I put ice in the refrigerator and it melted all over the inside, and it took me a few minutes before I figured out that it goes into the freezer. I felt like Jessica for a split second. I need sleep.
Sleep may be part of it. Tour finally ends on the 15th. I'm worn out. The band's worn out. We're all getting on each other's nerves. We've played some great shows, but we need a break, and bad. I'm not letting any of this effect the shows we're doing now, I still love playing, I still love hearing the input from those watching, but I could do it in my sleep right now, and if that were possible, I'd do it just to catch some sleep for a few minutes.
Also, I did the Macy's parade, I want to mention that, even though it's been a while. I was on the lego float. People bitched at me in the press for lip syncing, we all use pre-recorded tracks on the floats, it's impossible not to. I could use this time to complain about feeling unappreciated and put off by the whole thing. But I'd rather go on with my entry and just say that for the most part, I had a good time. It's something I won't soon forget. I hung out with Ronald McDonald afterward. All was cool.
Another reason why I think I'm so moody is because since Jessica and Chris' wedding, I've barely seen Ashlee. I keep seeing her on TV and places, and it's stupid, but I kind of get jealous because I'm not with her. I couldn't even get her on the phone these last few days because I've been so tired and didn't want to bring her into my being annoying and irritated about nothing.
Three more days. Three more days and tour is done. I'll get through it. I'm looking forward to having Christmas to do whatever I want.
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I'm so tired right now, so if I spell something wrong or use the wrong word in place of another word, just laugh at me in private.
I've been insanely busy, I can't even remember half the things I've been doing to update about but a lot of it's really boring to discuss anyway. I'm touring with Skye Sweetnam right now, we're doing it all month. There are pictures on Wireimage of me, blah blah. We just had a show tonight. No matter how beat I am, I don't think I'm ever going to get sick of touring. I just like to be on stage with the freedom to act as stupid as I want, I don't know.
TRL was last week, I think. I went and premiered True for everyone. Lil Jon and all those people were outside on a double-decker bus doing their performance while I stood and watched from the monitors. Lil Jon's really unpredictable, I love to watch that guy. They brought me out and I got my guitar and sat between a couple audience members until they cued me, then I started singing True a little before they showed my video. This girl I was sitting beside kept panting, it was really creepy. Not just breathing heavy, it was like bad-phone-sex-from-unknown-person creepy. Yeah, I'm tired and I don't know what I'm saying, but anyway, True's the new video. If you haven't caught it yet, it's in like two entries back, go find it and watch the girl.
I haven't got to see much of Ashlee since I've started off on tour. We get a few days here and there but she's about as busy as I am. I guess we were caught kissing again, and at this point, it doesn't matter to me. I know it's going to bring on more questions of our status for people to ask me endlessly, but when it comes down to it, I'd rather give her that last kiss before we have to part ways for a while versus putting on some fake friendly act for the cameras and miss out on any love from her for another few weeks.
She and I are supposed to be at her friend's wedding tomorrow and unless I misunderstood, I think we're going to Paris and Robbie's Thanksgiving party. I'm not going to be able to be around until later on, I have the Macy's Parade like that morning or afternoon but I think we can get there. I'm supposed to be doing True on a Lego float. That sounds cheesy, but I can't even begin to describe how excited I am to be in the Macy's Parade!
I don't think I left anything out, I really need to get some sleep before I get any further delusional. I probably dreamed up this whole entry and I'll have to do it all over tomorrow, I don't even feel my fingers right now. I promise I'll get to the comments on the previous post, I'm just going to do everyone who commented because I don't know who wanted what. Goodnight.
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PEOPLE OF THE WORLD, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! EVERY BOY AND EVERY GIRL, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! ALL AROUND THE WORLD, SPICE UP YOUR LIFE! AHHHHHHH.
Sometimes I wonder how one goes about the spicing up of one's life. Maybe the Spice Girls knew the secret and since all of their careers have come to an end, maybe we'll never know. Yeah, I know someone is going to comment with news on Ginger walking her dog or Mel C having a single that was number 36 on billboard in some country, but their careers are over, people. Let's come to terms with that and stop pretending as though they're ever going to be as great as they were. I've moved on with my life, and darn it, you should too. The good-bye video really was good-bye.
This isn't a real update, I have the real one folded up on lined paper in the back pocket of my pants and I'm too tired to type it up into this little white box tonight, so we'll shoot for tomorrow instead. I'd considered doing the write-up thing that involved people from my friends list, but I think it was Britney Spears who cracked the code of doing it an easier way. And there are some of you who I'd like to speak up and be real about, so here we go with that.
Ask me what I think about you, and I'll give you the truth and only the truth.
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One of the first things you learn when you start getting involved in knowing the business of being noticed is that you can't please everyone and sometimes you can't please much of anyone at all. There's always going to be people disappointed by you and others that may just straight out dislike you for reasons beyond your realm of creating change to. I'm just a guy with a guitar trying it my way. And if people don't like that, then all I can do is apologize that they feel that way and realize that I'm not loved by everyone like I try to pretend like and brush it off and go on about my work.
Ashlee and I were in the airport a few days ago.
We told the press we were just friends for a million reasons. Mainly because at the time we were and our careers kept us apart so much that we had no real way of being anything more. Since then we've had more time to spend and we've gotten even closer than we were before we told people we were only friends, but we've kept it quiet because we'd rather not be chased down by the press for pictures during those rare moments we actually do get to spend just together.
We also try to keep the touchy feely stuff just friendly in case we are caught. Well, that day at the airport, we were tired and bored during out wait, and we didn't see any cameras so we decided to forget about everyone else for five minutes and allow us to behave like the couple we really are. And wouldn't you know some chick with a camera in her phone would spot us and snapped our picture? That's exactly what happened. We didn't even know until it was all over the New York Post and everything else this morning. The main picture is here if anyone cares. I should probably be more upset about being snapped and having this all over the papers alongside the whole incident with Ashlee, but I'll be okay, tomorrow something new will happen to be in the papers like news on Adam Brody and Rachel secretly being engaged or something.
Tomorrow is the Radio Music Awards, I'm presenting and Ashlee is preforming and there's a whole lot of other great people who are going to be there doing a lot of stuff, so tune in.
If you want to download my new video True, click here to see it. Tell me what you think.
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Um. Well. Uh. DON'T WORRY ASHLEE, I STILL LOVE YOU.
The plan was, if I didn't have anything going on, I'd come to Saturday Night Live to watch Ashlee and Jude Law because he would be my the guy I'd devote my life to stalking if I were a straight female with the great gift of sight.
It was a timing malfunction. Or, something. There was a lot of confusion and I really didn't understand what was going on from the green room, so. She came back and I told her it happens because of course she was horrified. At least she had fun and that's all that really matters, shit happens. And I learned that when you're in the middle of a crisis, you should hop a bunch.
True is the next single. I believe it was Nicky Hilton and Andy Roddick who said they liked that song but I could be wrong.
I'm presenting for the Radio Music Awards that airs on Monday.
MY ALBUM WENT GOLD. None of you care but that's unbelievable to me.
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I'm finally spending time with Ashlee! If that means nothing to you, then you haven't been paying any attention to my entries and you need to sit here for the next five minutes and pretend to read them all right now just to make me feel better. That's asking a lot but I'm a demanding kind of guy.
I've been around her a lot this past week, she's probably tired of me by now. I missed her birthday party so I came down a few days after my tour ended to see her and bring her the necklace I bought her in person. As soon as I had it around her neck, I clung to her for about an hour until she told me I was breaking bones in her shoulders. I've been following her around every since. And like four days ago we both did a surprise concert together that was hosted by Ryan Seacrest's radio show and "Rock the Vote", that was so fun as is anything she and I go to together.
And on the subject of that same show we did, I have fans asking me to sign all kinds of crap now. Girls will order me to sign their shoes, their jackets, I had one who wanted me to sign her teddy bear that she had since she was a kid, the backs of their t-shirts, sometimes their bras and panties -- and oh my god, Ashlee gives me the worst looks during that so I only do a few of those and run to her side and beg her forgiveness because I DO NOT ENJOY THAT AT ALL THE HORROR.
In all seriousness, I'm a huge star now, where is my jet?
My being on Leno aired the other night, so I can update about that now. It's sort of weird because you do your thing right as the show is ending and sometimes they overrun on airtime and it gets cut off, but I think all of my preformance got in there. Before that I got to watch John Cryer and Charlie Sheen talk about Two and a Half Men, I got to shake their hands and everything, I was starstruck because I love that show. I always sat in the greenroom and watched this dog that could ride a skateboard and steal money from his trainer's wallet, it was a great experience.
This update was really long, sorry about that. Life is good and I had a lot of love to spread around, and since Ashlee is off sleeping somewhere I can't just spread it all over her, so you guys get it. I have a lot going on, making a lot of play dates and getting ready to tour again next month. I'm supposed to be on Steve Harvey's WB show, I think tomorrow? Try and look for me!
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[06 Oct 2004|02:45am] |
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Oh my god. So, I went two weeks without an update. That just can not be happening anymore, I'm too much of an entertainment source for two people. Maybe even three if I include myself in those being wowed by the amusement.
Honestly, I was going to update earlier than now but I heard my album went GOLD and I passed out from the excitement and didn't come to until just now. A normal man would get up from the floor and get food and water or something after being out of it for a week, but I'm Ryan Cabrera and the first thing on my mind is bringing you people an update worth reading. Which is what this is supposed to be, let me know if it turns out that way.
I'm on the Tonight Show tomorrow (Thursday) night. I can't remember which one, but it's one of them and I'm going to be really great. Tune in.
I'm finally, finally, finally off tour for a little while. I start back November third for the Headlining tour. But now, I'm getting a short few days of break before going to do other things. The first thing I'm doing is finding Ashlee and going to spend those days where she is, because we haven't seen much of each other lately. In fact, if I were to count, which I do because she is the center of my world -- it's been one month Thursday since I've actually been in the same room as her. She's not on AIM right now, so after I'm done I'm going to go spam her journal with notes of love.
I lost my mind for a couple hours like yesterday or the day before and watched Jessica sell her dessert line on QVC. She rubbed the lotion stuff all over her arms like thirty-two times, I'm not exaggerating. The host kept spraying the stuff out on her, I was beginning to get concerned that she was being hit on by the host. I was wondering where Nick was, but since he deleted, I have no way of asking him. Isn't he filming a TV show now?
I had a dream last night I died of some fatal tropical illness that came out of no where, no joke. It was one of the worst nightmares I've ever had in a long time. Which one of you are going to hold me and tell me there are no tropical diseases under my bed? Anyone? Anyone? GOODNIGHT.
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I played a show at the 2004 Marshall Fields's Fall Fashion Week - Supermodel of the World U. S. Finalist Competition today, or yesterday, I think it's a couple hours into the early morning and I have yet to find myself a place to crash.
Usually I'd just icon a picture from it to match the entry but I felt like being self-absorbed for the moment and cut tagging a picture from it to display how wonderful I pose with my guitar. I felt sort of out of place performing as models walked up and down the catwalk. I'm definitely not a member of Right Said Fred and the thought of being too sexy for my shirt and so sexy it hurts is just laughable but it was fun to watch and be a part of it.
Ashlee was on TRL today around the same time I did my show, so I taped her. She wore a shirt that said I like to get it on with boys who vote which means me because I still walk around sporting my P Diddy vote or die t-shirt. It also means me because if you get it on with her and you are not me, you will not be able to vote because I'll gladly kill you.
I'm so excited for Green Day's new album. It's been four long years, and why they stayed away this long, I'll never know, but I've been on the edge of my seat since and now I can't stop listening to this song or playing the video.
I'll leave you with this. The fans did this to me. You know you've made it when you make it into the semi-gay pride color bar of love. Or whatever they're called, I might have made that title up.
What's funny is -- in running with the theme of this entry -- it actually said Ryan is the Sex right underneath it. I would have screenshot it for proof but I'm a lazy kid.
( Too sexy for my hat what you think about that )
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[11 Sep 2004|10:46pm] |
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I meant to write yesterday, but the last couple days have been busy, I was down at Maxim Magazine hosts party at Crobar and Olympus Spring 2004 Fashion Week Tommy Hilfiger After Party with Joe Simpson, my girlfriend's dad. I party with there Dad a lot, it's funny. We probably do shots together.
Okay, TRL. My second time being there, they asked me to come back and perform for Back to School week and that's all they needed me to say because in seconds, I accepted and I was there for Thursday's show to be the first to preform on their new stage set in the studio.
They had me start the show sitting up against a wall and plucking my guitar strings and humming with my guitar case open somewhere nearby. A couple random extras walked by and threw coins in and since Paris Hilton was the other guest at the show, they had her stroll past, look at me, and toss in like a hundred dollar bill. It was gorgeous, she's nice. Not just because of the skit either, it's not like I kept the money. P Diddy was there too, at some point.
Later on, I came out to preform and I see these teenage girls in the front row wearing their I heart Ryan t-shirts and pink boas around with necks. I think they had like war paint on too, it was weird. They were screaming out the lyrics to me along with most of the rest of the crowd. It's unreal to watch. It was so hard to hear in there, but if I'm going to lose my hearing one day, I'd like it to be because of fans screaming my lyrics back to me when I'm singing. After I was done, they cut to break, and P Diddy gave me a Vote Or Die t-shirt. I swear, I'm wearing it right now.
Afterward, we had the vault or whatever. TRL is going to open it a year from now. Paris put her book in, P Diddy threw Mase's album inside, and I had a lock of my hair cut off and put in a plastic bag to put in there. For the lady fans, of course. You know how they like the whole keeping hold of the lock of hair thing, I'm sure David Cassidy's fans had some of his hair. I should be in Tiger Beat.
I was really nervous about any of my hair being cut off because it's my hair and it means a bunch to me, but it turned out okay. I signed the white wall thing they had for the show and drew a picture of me with my guitar, it looked just like me.
It was weird, right when I was about to leave, they played Ashlee's video. The VJ, I can't remember her name, she was like Next up, we have a video "Pieces of Me" from our good friend, Ashlee Simpson. Right?" And she looked at me for approval as though to clarify that yes, we're friends. But I just nodded and stared at the vault, and had my own little moment on camera because it has been so long since I've been able to see her. :( She's in the UK right now.
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Too funny not to share:
I was on TRL today with Paris Hilton, and P Diddy, who wasn't scheduled to stop by but did, and I really hope you got to see it because it was so gorgeous. I'll probably kick myself later for not typing out the whole story now but I'm so tired, so, tomorrow. VOTE OR DIE, BYE!
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I was told by a fan (and I use the term "fan" loosely because I'm not real certain this was a compliment) that when I smile I resemble Will Sasso when he's imitating Lance Bass. At first, I didn't know what she was talking about because the name didn't ring a bell and since I was signing autographs at the time, I was distracted. So, like an idiot, I thanked her.
It wasn't until I told someone later on what they said that I realized Will Sasso's the guy from Madtv. And what's even more disturbing is that I was looking at myself today and I almost see what they're talking about. I'm not sure if I should be laugh or be horrified, someone should tell me. I need a bodyguard to take down mean fans, because I may not be Bill Nye the Science guy but I think I look somewhat intelligent, not like some washed-out airhead, that's Jessica.
I've been super busy. We had the Last Chance Summer Dance the other day, the icon you're seeing is from that. The event featured myself, JC Chasez, Avril Lavigne, my girlfriend, and a few more. I hung out with Ashlee almost the whole time, we watched each other on stage. So basically I got to spend time with Ashlee, perform and get paid for it. Ashlee and I should tour together. Shifty from Crazytown was there doing his music and Ashlee and I watched him from backstage and pretended like we could rap along with him. It was really fun, the weather was kind of cold and clouded up but we get hot on stage so it all evens out. The crowd liked us. All good.
I did a show at the Gwinnett Place Mall today, or uh, yesterday? What time is it? It's pretty late, I need sleep. I'm still alive, I have more shows coming up and I'm doing something for TRL's back to school thing this week, so look for that. I need to get out of here, I'll catch you around.
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Thank you, Ashley Olsen for supplying me with 50 glorious icon slots for my vanity and self-adoring, I'm sure every person on my friends list would love to thank you for it as well since they will now have the pleasure of viewing more exciting expressions of myself. I know that Jessica will be the very most thrilled about this, right Jess? But seriously, thanks again so much. You will have one named for you, and so will Mary Kate so be looking for that. :-*
I broke things off with Kelly just a moment ago. We haven't been seeing much of each other, she's working, I'm working. She agreed that we were really more like just friends and said she'd like to continue that way, which is exactly how I hoped she'd respond. She was really understanding about it, which is great because who else would I take to McDonalds?
I also told her something else. Involving Ashlee. It's been building up for a while this past month, when she and I broke things off, it was for a good reason. Although the importance, I can't recall now. I just like being around her and I can't imagine her being with anyone else but me.
Yesterday at the VMAs just reaffirmed all of what I'd been feeling, I can't stand not being with her. Last night was just like we'd never even separated. We haven't really told many people yet but I guess we sort of are in this entry. I'm sure Jessica will be excited about this too since now we've resumed the possibility that I might one day really come to be related to her officially. Today must be like her best day ever, good news all around.
Also. I want to thank everyone else in closing this entry out...my album debuted at #8. Which is so fantastic and unexpected. And my video got on TRL at 10 that same week. I just want to thank you guys so much for picking the album up and to the fans for doing what they can to request the song and video. It really means a lot. Thank you so much.
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