"No, seriously, she was a slut."

Every once in a while around here, you'll hear a good what-they-were-like-in-high-school story. I'm not talking about every Hollywood prep school kid with a "one time Mary-Kate threw up in the bathroom at my post-prom" conversation starter. I mean the kind I just overheard while my roommate and her friend made dinner and chatted about Olivia Wilde. You may know her as Alex on the O.C. (until lesbian kissing lost its ratings novelty and Josh Schwartz decided to try salvaging an ounce of what he had last year by bringing Ryan and Marissa back together and constantly acknowledging last season's superiority in the most obnoxiously self-deprecating way imaginable).

Well, now you know her as someone whose real last name is Cockburn and liked to used her father's political immunity to drive wasted around D.C. at age 14. Thank god she doesn't just play a privileged, sexually liberated rebel on tv, she is one IN REAL LIFE. Keep it real, Cockburn.

I mean, I was in shitty high school plays too, but they never got me any closer to Adam Brody. Maybe I should have started out on a wildly successful Fox series like Skin.

Also thanks to everyone who came to the dance party last night, shit was nuts. Worth losing 50 bucks to see a roomful of highly-educated gentlemen and ladies go apeshit for "Flagpole Sitta"? Anytime. Plus I arrived this morning to clean up and someone was still asleep in the living room. Well done.