I'm lucky I have a big family. If I didn't, I wouldn't have anyone I can trust.

My brother is home. His shows are sold out, but if you haven't gotten tickets I promise you standing outside the venues to catch the sounds that seep through the walls will be worth it. He hasn't shown me everything - I hate surprises and he makes me wait for them regardless - but 22 and a half years has taught me that August Laine is a magical creature. 22 and a half years has taught me that he always saves the best for last, and I am going to be blown away by what he is keeping under wraps. You're all going to be amazed.

Adelaide and Sydney, you should count yourselves lucky.

There is a lot happening in the near future. My holiday season has fallen in line with that of the world at large, and I will be work work working until but a few days before Christmas. Los Angeles is coming next week, errands need to be run and Thanksgiving is doing nothing but getting in the way - I've never really celebrated, it's another one of those North America exclusive holidays I usually forget about until I head to the shops for cigarettes and shoes and realize everything is closed. I'll remember this year, and the day off will be appreciated. It will be one of a very few. Interviews, travelling, appearances, premieres - I've never been a part of something as big as `Mamma Mia` is projected to be, and I've never had a role so integral to the plot. A lead, if you will. I am important to this mess of publicity, and I plan to do the best I can. It's the least I can do - this movie may have been the only thing keeping me in business.

Someday I will do like Alfie's myspace, and answer a bunch of questions on here. Today isn't that day, but feel free to send them over.

It's not perfect, but I wouldn't trade my life for anyone elses.

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And although it's a week late (on here, I DID call on time), happy birthday to my wonderful, perfect, beautiful, majestic, perfect, superiffic Mummy. No one will believe you're as young as you are, but you still say you're too old... silly lady. I won't give a number. You're amazing and I love you to squishy bits, more than you'll ever know. I miss you - see you in a few days. Tomorrow, I suppose, if we're being technical.

xoxo
Aubrey

Catching Up:

• I am back in LA, and will be here for the next month or so. Slightly less, as work requires travel.
• LIA Live recap show will film and air August 15th. August won't make it over for personal reasons, but Alfie will be here with me, and our infamous mother might just make an appearance. Okay, she's going to be on the show and she's doing an interview, spilling all our childhood secrets. Don't miss it.
• Still not pregnant, still not in rehab. Neither is happening. Stop it.
• I'm working on a new movie! I am not giving too much away before the official press release comes, but it's a musical and it's going to be amazing. I have never done a musical before in my life, but I love music. Wicked. (No, it's not Wicked.)
• Alfie and I have secrets. Secret places, secret people, secret things. Secrets. Await. Anticipate.
• Once my brother left for tour I got lonely, so I got myself a puppy. His name is Freddy and he loves scarves and shoes and cake. But he loves ME the most, he is wonderfully snuggly, and he is pretty fabulous - remind us of anyone?
• The Crows seem to only win when I leave the country. For the sake of South Australia, I am never coming home again. Ever. Go Crows.

That's all for now. \\//

Now that it's already been spread all over the internet, I may as well put some of my music up officially. It's not ready, but most of you've heard it all anyway. Two tracks up here didn't get leaked, I am putting them here as a gift to those who've respected our wishes and resisted the temptation to steal what we didn't put out. All of this is for you guys.

Seven Days A Week - This one is about Jayda and her perfect ass. It's my first song, and this is the one I was most upset about leaking because it's by far the most personal.

Night After Night - I posted the lyrics to this awhile back, or at least a rough version. I did the music myself, too. Yes, I play piano - Mum taught us all when we were young.

Mine For Life - If Australia were my boyfriend, this is what I'd write to him. I could never leave you, even though I've tried.

Rock and Roll - Basically, the title says it.

Hope You're Happy Now - Thanks, haters.

Tony The Beat - This is Alfie's genius and this is my own leak, because this is too flawless to keep to myself. Cocky? Yes. Honest? At least I am that too.

Queen of Apology - August's turn for genius. This is what we did yesterday.


Hm. By the way, I am not in rehab (thanks Perez?) but at home with my family, where I should be. They're better at keeping me in line than a bunch of overpaid shrinks anyway. While I'm here: nor am I sleeping with anyone, nor am I doing much of anything, nor am I fighting with anyone. Well, mostly - I've been kicking our littlest's ass at Guitar Hero and got into a screaming row at the Crows game (which kicked fucking ass, Brett Burton will you marry me?) over Adelaide vs Port with my older sister - does that count? I didn't think so either.

Peace out for now.