Accept no substitutes.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-09-23T18:34:00

2004-09-23T22:36:02Z

[Yes, this was inevitable. I'm slowly dropping off the face of the Earth, and Jennifer was the first to feel it. I put her up for adoption and she's being taken over by jhewitt, so go and add her. Hopefully my screening process was successful!
I just want to thank you all for being great players, especially !AshleyAngel, !JesseBradford, !Neve and !Blucas. I love you! Good luck with the game, and avoid the cliques. You're smarter than that anyhow ;)]

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-09-04T23:33:00

2004-09-05T03:33:49Z

Oh dear, it seems I've been forgetting to update again. I give you permission to slap me the next time that I do this.

Aren't my icons lovely? Thank you, Jonathan :-*

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-08-24T12:12:00

2004-08-24T16:13:10Z

I made a friend's list cut. I figure, what's the point in leaving you on my list if we don't talk and I just scroll past your entries? If you really want to change that and want back on, comment and tell me. If not, good luck with everything.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-08-23T15:21:00

2004-08-23T19:20:46Z

I'm not dead yet. I've just been sleeping.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-08-04T15:32:00

2004-08-04T19:37:01Z

Wherever an idol show is on, I'm there.

I think that maybe I was meant to be on American Idol, although I wouldn't have made it past the auditions. I can just hear Simon now - "You have about as much appeal in music as food poisoning does to lunch."

I'm into watching Canadian Idol now, letting TiVo pick it up when I can't. It's excellent - really, really good. Have you seen it? I'm so addicted to the idol franchise that I watch it in all possible countries. I just love World Idol!

I'm going to have to think of a way to make a "guest appearance" on this one like I did AI3. Maybe it's time to put out a new CD which is only promoted through the idol shows. Ha - who am I kidding? I should just go back and promote my old CDs. God forbid I ever make another one, right?

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-08-02T18:49:00

2004-08-02T22:59:50Z

I am a plant that cannot put down it's roots.

Even though I feel attatched to some of you, I'm different as well. Not part of many of your groups, or your cliques. I don't often share in your inside jokes, and moreso if you're a female. Even if we talk, we're probably not friends. You might tell people that we're acquaintances, or maybe even let a moment when my name is mentioned conversationally slip by without acknowledgement. I'm not dating you, sleeping with you or even hanging out with you. We've never fallen asleep together or played on the beach on a hot day.

I've always been an observer, myself. Sometimes it's interesting to just stand and watch while you have all the fun. Sometimes my observative nature keeps me away from participation, and I miss out without knowing it.

Without putting down my roots, I can't ever grow. I won't be able to stay in one place, and the wind will take me in it's every whim as it does now.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-07-27T11:42:00

2004-07-27T15:45:51Z

For some reason, LJ seems to be boycotting the icon of jesse and I. It still won't let me upload it! As a consolation, I've uploaded a picture of me and a certain computer generated cat for him.

I really need a paid account so that I can find out who's dead on my friend's list and who's not. It's too much work to manually search - I'm lazy, okay?

Liv and I are meeting for lunch in a few hours, and so I should go now. But because I haven't pimped out my AIM in a long time - add me at mustbeamour if you haven't yet. I'm never on right now though, because none of you ever are. Grrr.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-07-24T21:40:00

2004-07-25T01:43:32Z

Because I just don't have eloquent words for you on my own. I'm going to educate the world, one reader at a time. Thank you very much, Norton's Anthology.

</i>
the lesson of the moth

i was talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break into
an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires

why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths or why
if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric
light bulb you would
now be a small unsightly cinder
have you no sense

plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
but what does that matter
it is better to be happy
for a moment
and be burned up with beauty
than to live a long time
and be bored all the while
so we wad all our life up
into one little roll
and then we shoot the roll
that is what life is for
it is better to be a part of beauty
for one instant and then cease to
exist than to exist forever
and never be a part of beauty
our attitude toward life
is come easy go easy
we are like human beings
used to be before they became
too civilized to enjoy themselves

and before i could argue him
out of his philosophy
he went and immolated himself
on a patent cigar lighter
i do not agree with him
myself i would rather have
half the happiness and twice
the longevity

but at the same time i wish
there was something i wanted
as badly as he wanted to fry himself

archy

-- Don Marquis

</i>

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-07-16T14:54:00

2004-07-16T18:54:28Z

I wish I had something - anything - interesting to say.

I got a wicked sunburn on my back the other day. I slathered myself in sunscreen because I'm terrified of skin cancer, but apparently it didn't work. Sunscreen is a government conspiracy.

Jesse and I have matching icons, but LJ won't let me upload mine - sob. I think I have that spyware thing now. Ugh. Why didn't I become a computer nerd and not an actress? I should think ahead. Which one really would have benefited me more?

It's sad when you search the entertainment pages for your name and the most interesting and recent thing they have is you riding a merry-go-round at Disney World. I am clearly the hottest thing out there right now.

Anyway, would you rather have vegetables taste like candy, or traffic sound like music?

Do you see yourself in here?

2004-07-11T02:10:53Z

We hardly ever talk anymore, but you're a real doll kitty cat. You make me smile.

God, I'd swear that you were the love of my life if you liked females. Hell, you might just be anyhow. You're always there for me, and I'd honestly die for you. You're the second brother that I should have been given, or the boyfriend that should have been straight. I love you.

You're a sweetheart, but you go through men like I go through heels! (More power to you!) SILICONE FREE!

I adore you. You always have the kindest words for me, and your smile makes my day. Can't wait to drive around in my imaginary pink convertible with you again someday!

You were the older sister that I was never given. I love you, and I love your entries. Reading your words brings my senses to life.

You're hilarious. I laughed so hard at you on That 70's Show that I peed a little. Making good use of those heels?

I'm not-so-secretly in love with you. Just a bit, though. You're a flirt and you try to pick up all the girls with that cute baby face. Keep updatating or I'll hunt you down and kill you - it won't be pretty. Oh, and join a boyband why don't you?

What was I thinking? it must have been the lyrics. You're a jerk, and you judged me upon first meeting. You were a lesson, and now I open up my eyes and see what he sees in me before I stay with him.

You've been crazy before. I'm not sure if you are now, because you're hardly ever around. A comment from you is always shocking, but pleasantly so. I don't think we'll ever marry again.

You're new. We've talked once, and I like you. Your death noise is my favorite!

You float in and out. We used to be good friends, but now we hardly talk. You still hold a place in my heart, and frankly, I'm a little scared of you because I saw your hardcore day job while I was still making sequels.

You're beautiful and you know it. You haven't added me back, and I think you're probably pretty pretentious and snobby anyhow. People who are elitist suck.

Ah, darling. We only comment-talk, but I love you. I worry when you go for a long time without posting, and hope things are going well with the girl. The wax icon still scares me - surely there are better pictures of you on stage? you're wonderful.

You think everyone loves you, and maybe some do. I skip over your entries and read your boyfriend's instead.

We hardly ever talk, but I still love having you on my friend's list.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-07-01T18:58:00

2004-07-01T23:01:32Z

I'm still alive? When did that happen?

I'm back in LA, just in time for Independence Day. Thank God. One more rainstorm and I might have died. I've seen The Notebook and Two Brothers since I returned. Both were good, although the latter scared the crap out of my cousins. Remind me to check the rating on movies before bringing children to them.

Anyway, I'm out.

Happy Birthday to you Canadians :-*

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-06-19T12:15:00

2004-06-19T16:16:03Z

I hate the British word snog. And if I have to hear it one more time, I may just scream.

p.s. I hate the weather in London. Bet it's gorgeous back home right now!

p.p.s Don't I look like Neve in this icon?

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-06-13T18:32:00

2004-06-13T22:42:18Z

From: J. Love Hewitt
Sent: June 13, 2004 6:32 PM
Subject: Hey Y'all!

Just a quick note to let you know how things are going. I hate these mass e-mails, but I've been so busy lately that I haven't time to send you all the love that you deserve (individually, anyhow.)

Garfield came out last week. I hope you've all gone to see it, or plan to this weekend. The premier was a success! There were so many children there, all laughing and smiling which made me happy. There are some pictures here. I flew back to LA for the premier, but I'm back in London now, putting the finishing touches on The Truth About Love.

There may be some hope for In the Game, my sitcom! Turns out that ABC saw me on American Idol and felt so bad for me that they're considering giving me another shot. Honestly, pity gets me everywhere. We might get the chance to be a midseason replacement next Winter, but nothing's set in stone yet.

Well, I must fly now! I'm being called for on set. Hope that you're all happy and having fun! Take care!

With Love,

- Love

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-06-06T14:56:00

2004-06-06T18:56:32Z

If there is someone on your friends list you would love to have an epic, sweaty, damn near legendary, 12 hour fuckathon with, post this same exact sentence in your journal.

The one with the time.

2004-06-03T15:11:13Z

Make a wish.

loveme_hewitt's LJ stalker is john_mayer!

john_mayer is stalking you because a little birdie told them you talked behind their back. They are also slowly poisoning you!

LJ Stalker Finder
From Go-Quiz.com

I wouldn't be surprised if he was poisoning me.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-05-27T12:25:00

2004-05-27T16:36:21Z

So those of you who saw American Idol last night know why I only made a small post, when I had promised a better one. I was posting from my laptop on the way to the Kodak Theatre!

If you're going to ask about the tanktop that I was wearing, yes, I was drunk. Let's just leave it at that, shall we?

I had a lot of fun with the contestants. They were all great, and George is still my favourite. But shhhh...I didn't tell you that. I was so excited for Fantasia - it was great to be there and see everyone! Not to mention the other people in the audience that I knew, like Kelly and Ruben. It was great to see Ryan, too.

Oh, and before I forget? We're so in love. Check it. http://www.lovehewittonline.com/pics/guest/wma02-18.jpg - I'm too lazy to make a link.

The one with the lyrics

2004-05-26T22:38:06Z

Why make a post when lyrics can do it for you? I think we're all alotted a certain amount of lyrical posts a year, and I haven't used any yet.

Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled

Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she

Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask where will you hide?
Can't find yourself, lost in your lie

I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore

It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
Somehow you've got everybody fooled

It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
Somehow now you're everybody's fool

Such a good song and CD.

loveme_hewitt @ 2004-05-24T10:52:00

2004-05-24T15:05:26Z

Well, I just got the news that my sitcom hasn't been picked up. Misery loves company though - Jessica Simpson and John Stamos' sitcoms were passed on, too. Oh well.

Lord, I love reading about myself. How stupid is the media? Sky News reports Jennifer Love Hewitt plans on hooking up with Shaggy after they first met at the World Music Awards in Monaco. Tabloids suggested the two had a passionate and noisy night in Shaggy's hotel room later. She said: "We really hit it off, and I know we can make great music together."

Shaggy and I are now a couple, and we're deeply in love. You heard it here first ;)

I'm in LA today, closing up the house for awhile. I'm going to be flying back to London to finish filming Truth About Love for awhile. If anyone wants to get together while I'm there, let me know. I'm going to miss the sunshine!

EDIT: Can someone explain to me why the teddybear is hiding behind three birdhouses?

The one where she hits on everyone.

2004-05-21T15:24:56Z

I got back into the swing of things. Changed my icons again, updated my friend's list. I added those of you that I think are still alive, although you can never really be positive.

Voted for the RAWR awards. I'm nominated for most likely to hit on anything. What an honour - I know that Ashley is proud.

Apparently nothing is new with any of you, although I'm sure that's wrong. Hollywood needs to come with a guidebook, you know. How else am I to keep up with who's dating/married to/sleeping with whom this week?

Reese deleted again. Ugh.

I found a great new band. They're Canadian - Great Lake Swimmers. The music is sad, but incredibly beautiful.

The one with the question

2004-05-19T02:45:29Z

Catch me up to speed on your life?

Home. Mad at myself for Muchmusic related insanity. The trip was fantastic - thanks to those that commented on my last entry!

The one with the OOC

2004-05-10T16:06:02Z

I'm going to be in Toronto for about a week, and I'm not sure if I'll have access to a computer. I'm going to say the obligatory 'use Jen in any storyline you want within reason' , but I doubt you will anyhow. Ha. Anyway, see you next week!

The one with the begging

2004-05-07T17:08:58Z

Okay, this is my cry for help. Angelfire seems to have eaten my layout, and so I'd like to know if someone would be willing to help me out and make me a great layout. Because mine sort of sucks. I want to use the same picture, though... http://www.angelfire.com/boybands/ashleyotown/stage.jpg . It was graciously hosted by a friend ;) Let me know, okay?

Speaking of Friends, I'm so sad that the show is over. And that I never got to guest star. I still want to be Rachel!

Edit: And now it's back. Does it look normal to you?

On my computer at home it's the correct size, but at school it's too tiny for the screen. What gives?

The one in which she works the circuit...

2004-04-29T15:23:27Z

I'm intrigued!

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.

The one in which she reflects.

2004-04-28T01:57:20Z

I called him early this morning, against my better judgement. Crossing all of my fingers and toes and hoping that he's not drunk at 2 AM, yet not really expecting him to be sober. I forget what it's like not to be a Hollywood type. He has a job tomorrow, somewhere he needs to be.

He picked up the phone, groggy, and I wanted to hang up. Even took the phone receiver from my face, but felt too guilty. All I could manage was a peep - a quiet "hello"- before I started to cry. And he knew who I was, of course. "Jennifer?" he whispered back. I imagined him sitting up in bed and untangling himself from whichever woman currently had her arms wrapped around his chest. It wasn't the first time that I called, but the first time in a few years. I hadn't had to think about him until I'd seen him at the bar.

He asked if I wanted to come over, and I managed to get out the word no between sobs. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. He was always the one that wanted me, wanted my voice, my laugh, my skin, my smile. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

He was knocking on my door ten minutes later, although I'd made him promise not to come. He said that he was worried about me. I promised that there was no need to be. We talked for a long time. I called because I wanted a piece of my past back - something to prove my validity as a person, something to prove that I existed. He's done medical school now, ready to start applying in the hospitals. He's going to be a great doctor, save the world. So full of aspirations that I pray he'll achieve. I loved him for that. Besides, he wasn't Hollywood - had no idea of the parties or the fake smiles. He's better than Carter or Pratt any day.

He does love me, perhaps. Just not how I'd like him to.

The one in which she's drunk, but can still type quite well...

2004-04-24T06:32:51Z

He does not and could not love me. I ran into him at the bar tonight, and smiled politely while secretly screaming for him on the inside. I wanted to yell I'm all yours! but couldn't. He would not understand, he would not get it.

He does not like me, and does not want anything to do with me. I'm simply a silly little girl, trapped in larger fantasies of how things could be. Fantasies are not the truth - only in acting do my dreams really come true.

The tequilla shots - my first, believe it or not - threaten to reappear with the fattening McDonalds that I just ate. As we speak, people are stumbling from the bars. And yet, he still does not love me, no matter how many MGDs he has.