Late Night Musings with Demi
So my roommate Demi is so tired that she sounds drunk... here are some of the highlights:
“I don’t get ostrich. They are just like big fake birds.”
“It must be nice to be that tall. What’s the weather like up there?”
“Tomorrow we are shooting in Monrovia... It sounds like Genova, their sister country, but it’s past Pasadena.”
“Like Beyonce. Maybe she could do better. At everything. Or could she? Doomed to mediocrity instead of greatness.”
“The world asks us questions but we have no answers.”
“I don’t wike it!”
“It’s like my evil twin is somewhere torturing me! I always wanted a twin, but like... one that looks exactly like me and changes exactly how I change so I could know what I always look like.”
“I wanted to bounce in the bouncy castle but they wouldn’t let me.”