This Will Only Hurt a Little by Busy Philipps

Author:Busy Philipps
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Touchstone

IS THIS IT

(The Strokes)

A few nights before I left for Wilmington, North Carolina, Craig and his brother Jeff and Emily and I went out to dinner at Islands, a burger chain with a Hawaiian theme. I was feeling nervous about leaving Emily but also about leaving Craig, who I was newly in love with (again). Not to mention, I wasn’t sure how much I was going to be able to fly home. In my deal I was only guaranteed a plane ticket back to L.A. if I wasn’t in an episode.

We were talking about the show at dinner. None of us had ever seen it. I knew kids in college who really liked Dawson’s and Felicity, but my friends and I weren’t really into it. I mean, obviously I knew what a big deal it had been when it premiered, how hugely popular it was. The Rolling Stone cover with Katie Holmes swinging on a tire swing was iconic, but I think I thought of the show as something for teenagers, not me. Craig looked around at the table and kind of laughed, “We don’t have to, like, start watching it now, do we?”

The way he said it was so mean, and so seemingly out of nowhere. I didn’t yet understand that Craig had a hard time being happy about any of my success since his own feelings were that he was already a failure at age twenty-one. I jumped up from the table and ran to the bathroom in tears. (This was long before I became perfectly comfortable openly crying in restaurants.) He followed me to the ladies’ room, where I sobbed in the stall.

“Busy. Hey. Hey. Come out. I didn’t mean it. Of course we’ll watch you on it. I just—Come on. You know what I meant.”

I did. Sort of. But I also had the feeling that there was no way he would be watching me on the show. I felt like even my friends thought this huge job was lame and somehow not good enough.

On the plane to Charlotte, I randomly sat next to Linda Hamilton, the actress from the Terminator movies. She was going to visit family in North Carolina. I felt like it was a good sign that she was my seatmate. She said “bon appétit” to me when our meals arrived, and I was impressed with how fancy she was and wondered if I would ever be that fancy.

Chad Michael Murray and Ken Marino were both on my flight too. Years ago, I got a lot of shit for saying on a Paley Center panel that I thought Chad was a douchebag, but honestly, HE WAS FINE. He didn’t do anything wrong—his vibe was just not for me. He was a real MALE ACTOR, and I have a hard time trusting dudes that are that good looking and know it and somehow try to prove to you they’re so much more. I sound like an asshole, I know. I’m sorry. He just reminded me

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