I'm at Tara's house! And yes, there's a reason her mailbox is so ornate.

It has surely been an insane and beauteous week. Lots of Tara-rist activity. You guys were right-- it
is fun. Had a totally irresponsible weekend chockablock with movies, snacks & booze. Didn't clean at all. Floor at my house now completely obscured by eternal, permafrost-esque layer of matted laundry.
The EPK guys are here today, which means they're filming those documentary-style interviews that you see on DVDs and in press kits. I maybe should have showered today. I hate how I look in the
Juno behind-the-scenes stuff. My hair was in an awkward phase and I was all booze-bloated and lipsticky. (Not that I'm Cheryl Tiegs now or anything.)
I smell food, so you know what that means. (bounds back to set like Great Dane.)