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Heath Ledger found dead in NYC apartment
Authorities say Oscar-nominated actor's death possibly drug related
NEW YORK - Heath Ledger was found dead Tuesday at a downtown Manhattan residence in a possible drug-related death, police said. He was 28.
According to WNBC, Ledger was found with pills strewn all around him.
NYPD spokesman Paul Browne said Ledger had an appointment for a massage at the Manhattan apartment believed to be his home. The housekeeper, who went to let Ledger know the masseuse was there, found him unconscious at approximately 3:30 p.m. ET, according to the New York Times. After receiving no response from the actor after shaking him, they called authorities.
Ledger was to appear as the Joker this year in “The Dark Night,” a sequel to 2005’s “Batman Begins.” He’s had starring roles in “A Knight’s Tale” and “The Patriot,” and played the suicidal son of Billy Bob Thornton in “Monster’s Ball.”
Ledger grew up in Perth, and began doing amateur theater at age 10. At 16, he moved to Sydney to pursue an acting career, quickly landing TV movie roles and guest spots on Australian television.
After several independent films and a starring role in the short-lived Fox TV series “Roar,” Ledger moved to Los Angeles and costarred in “10 Things I Hate About You,” a teen comedy reworking of “The Taming of the Shrew.”
Offers for other teen flicks came his way, but Ledger turned them down, preferring to remain idle than sign on for projects he didn’t like.
“It wasn’t a hard decision for me,” Ledger told the Associated Press in 2001. “It was hard for everyone else around me to understand. Agents were like, ‘You’re crazy,’ my parents were like, ‘Come on, you have to eat.”’
His latest role was in “I’m Not There,” in which he played one of the many incarnations of Bob Dylan — as did Cate Blanchett, whose performance in that film earned an Oscar nomination Tuesday for best supporting actress.
I've had a very productive day so far. I've hung pictures, cleaned lots of places that don't get cleaned often, insulated the windows (now it's only slightly freezing on the other side of the couch!), talked to a mortgage broker and it's not even 2 yet. Yee haw.
I was taking a little break here on the couch when Jerkface started twitching like crazy. He does this when he's in a deep sleep and it's usually when he's laying next to me or on me, so it freaks me out a little.
Here's a video for your viewing pleasure. Too bad you can't hear his little "I'm awake" squeak that he does when you wake him up.
Edit: Never one to be outdone, Chloe decided she wanted to try to climb up on my belly immediately after making this post. Um...here's how it went...
So, like Dale said, we went to look at the condo today. After taking back our little Toyota Matrix at 7am, that is. I gotta say, out of all the cars we've rented, that was my favorite. It was a compact car that felt sort of like an SUV. It didn't have cruise control, though. Boo.
Anyway, we took the Clark bus up to Irving Park and walked over and down to this condo (it's at Sheridan right where it curves West then North again). The neighborhood is definitely up-and-coming, but it's right on the Red Line, so really we'd be in any part of Lakeview or Lincoln Park in no time (and...eee...Thai Grill). The building is under two years old, so everything is modern, nice, new. We got up there and she was a very normal-looking nice girl around our age. She showed us in and the first thing I noticed were the ceilings. Jesus...they are ridiculous. I love my apartment now because the ceilings are quite high, but these are at least two feet higher. Even Dale felt like a midget in there. It was just as I expected only bigger. The bedroom has a lot of extra space, the kitchen and living room are bigger, as well as both bathrooms. It just made me love the place even more. I couldn't think of a single bad thing except I'm not sure what's in that neighborhood as far as groceries and stuff and the train is a little loud at that turn, but would be blocked out in our first month.
We talked very casually with her while standing in the master bathroom (it was odd), and she told us she pays $2,200 for everything...mortgage (she did a 80/20 like what we were hoping to do), assessments, taxes. I was figuring $2,500, so that was kind of a relief. The heat is paid for, and she pays almost the exact amount as we do for electricity. They allow pets (with a small fee per year) and she said the neighbors are very quiet.
Dale and I walked into the den to talk a minute to see if we had any more questions. We saw that she had several books we've read and was playing Bright Eyes...it's like freaking destiny. She gave us three names of mortgage brokers and I contacted all three tonight. The one she worked with replied immediately (from his Blackberry....on a Saturday night. wtf?) and we'll talk to him tomorrow.
When we got home, we crunched the numbers and even in the worst-case scenario, we'd be okay. It doesn't seem possible because we don't have a lot of money left over at the end of the month now, and this would be more than doubling our housing costs. I...don't know.
This is very scary and I want to make sure we get all the numbers out on the table with these dudes so we're not shocked when we close to find out that we owe them tens of thousands of dollars. If it comes to us borrowing a tiny bit from our parents, we'll do it. We want it that bad.
I just hope no one else sneaks in there and takes it from us. Our precious. :| Keep your fingers crossed.
OH! Hah. Christmas was good. I was a little mad at Dale for making me drive home last night, but in the end I'm glad that we did. The roads were clear once we got into Illinois and we got home in good time. It was nice to finally sleep in our own bed again. We got to see nearly everyone and had a good time...lots of food was eaten and plenty was drank. We got some nice gifts and a lot of hugs. My dad was acting particularly funny [in a ha-ha way, not in a David Koresh (I just asked Dale how to spell that, and he did...then said "I'm giving you a Kor-esh course in spelling." WTF did I marry???) way], and we couldn't help but laugh at him. "JESUS CHRIST, IT'S FUCKING FISH!!"
Anyway, I hope that you guys were as lucky as we were. I feel like a douche complaining about it being a hard time of year, because for as much as I've lost, I have so much to be thankful for.
More like Ex-Lax.
No really...don't eat at this airport. It will make you ill as, uh, Ma Bell. I had to run to the nearest shop to get a big bottle of Pepto...guzzled that and now I'm feeling okay.
I'm stuck here for at least another hour waiting for my connecting flight to Honolulu. It's dull, but I get to talk to Andypants.
I miss my Dale. :( Sometimes I like having a few hours to myself, but I don't know what I'm going to do with a full week. How in the hell did we survive that distance for so long? God, I'm glad we'll never have to do that again.
One more hour to go. I wish there were celebrities to stalk.
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Submitted by Jessmiloo.
My best friend is so special because he's my husband. Yes, husband to you that aren't on my friends list but are reading this anyway. We've been extremely close for many years now and our friendship started based on our nearly identical tastes in many things (music, books, films, breeds of dog). We started talking and realized that not only are our tastes in entertainment very similar, so are our world views. We've talked about nearly every subject ever and not once have we had a major disagreement about our opinions. Sometimes they vary, but we're respectful of each others' opinions (except how to pronounce certain words).
We decided to start dating last March after months of intense flirting on both ends that went unnoticed. I swear, you'd think sleeping in the same bed next to a guy for an entire week would help him make a move, but I understood his hesitations. I had the same worries. What if we ruined an amazing friendship? What if we couldn't be together because of the distance? But after that visit of his in February, I couldn't deny my feelings any longer. Even if it meant leaving the US to be with him, I had to have Dale in my life as more than just my best friend.
In June, Dale proposed in France. It wasn't a shock because it seemed like the most logical thing in the world to me. When we got back to London, we went shopping for my engagement ring. We sat in a bar called the Bleeding Heart Cafe (I think) and smiled the whole hour it took for my ring to be resized. It felt compltely natural. As soon as I got back to the US, we started getting all our paperwork ready for him to immigrate here. During this whole time, we talked every day in some fashion (usually in more than one way). We wrote letters and he visited as much as possible. I spent Christmas with his family so that we could be together for the holidays. I'm not going to say there weren't hard days because there were times when the wait seemed unbearable, but we knew there was an end in sight and we just had to be strong and get through it.
Dale finally was able to come to America this past February and we made arrangements to be legally married right away. March 3rd, I became his wife. It was probably the least romantic wedding ever, but we knew we'd have a real one later. Josh and Josie took us out to Thai Grill afterwards to celebrate.
It was difficult at first adjusting to living with Dale simply because I had been living by myself for about 3 months and had grown accustom to certain privacies that I didn't have any longer. The immigration process took its toll and money was tight, but in that whole time we never had a fight. Not once. We'd (and when I say "we", I mostly mean "I") get a little grumpy with each other, but we're of the same temperment where we know we need our space and gladly give it to one another. If I need to be alone, I can easily go in the next room and be alone. Same with Dale. I can't say there's been a time where I've even come close to fighting with him...possibly when we were carrying the heavy Ikea furniture up into the apartment, but not even then.
And in the planning for the wedding, we didn't argue. We were stressed out, but we didn't take it out on each other. I've never gotten along with someone this well and wanted to be around them so much.
Dale is the type of guy who after a long day of work, after taking off his clothes and fully settling into "relaxation mode", will go out to the store to get me something because he is just that guy. He'll go out in the middle of hurricane winds to get me dinner. He'll put up with my batshit insanity just so he can grab my bum at the end of the day.
And for all of these reasons plus more that I cannot disclose here, this is why Dale is my best friend. <3 I love you.
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