My first order of business is meeting Stumped?’s Chris Neumer for an interview at a local café. I have no idea what to wear, but we’re meeting at a casual place for brunch, so I decide on a pair of Se7en jeans and a fitted T-shirt that I got as part of my swag bag for doing an interview for the G-4 network. I like free clothes and the T-shirt is cute...little did I know that Chris would give me a hard time for being so casual.

The interview starts about 10 minutes late because Chris is waiting for me inside and I’m waiting for him outside. We finally connect and I’m embarrassed because I’m positive that he doesn’t believe that I was waiting outside…I’m afraid he thinks that I’m a spoiled actress who was late. But we quickly start talking and I soon feel much more comfortable. Other than a car alarm that keeps going off, I think the interview goes pretty smoothly. I actually want to stay and keep talking longer, but I have to go to another appointment.

I love working with children, so for the past few years I’ve been a tutor for calculus, physics, and most standardized tests. Tomorrow is the ACT and I have one student who needs a final lesson. So I race from brunch to spend an hour and a half making sure my student is ready for the test tomorrow. This is actually one of my favorite parts of today…I don’t have to worry about how I look or what I’m saying. I just need to make sure this kid remembers everything we’ve worked on over the past few months.

I race back to my house where I have to quickly change and get ready for my publicist, Rachelle, to come pick me up at 2:00 for the next part of the day. AOL and The Give Life Foundation are doing a photo shoot of me giving blood (what a weird world publicity is) to put on AOL’s city guide homepage to encourage people to donate. AOL has sent a limo to pick up Rachelle and then myself and take us to the donation center.

There was no time for anyone to do my hair and makeup so I’m frantically applying makeup and putting my hair in Velcro rollers while the driver fights LA traffic. We arrive just barely on time and I spend the next couple hours being photographed with tubes in my arm…smiling, of course. Nobody at the center seems to think this is weird at all…I guess even the blood centers in Los Angeles are used to photographers. I feel a little silly in my sundress and heels, but it’s what I’ve been asked to wear, so I go with it. The whole thing goes by pretty quickly, and I’m excited when I’m done and I get to drink a juice box and eat Cheez-Its. On the way home, I learn that our driver is often Matt Damon’s driver and I have to admit I’m a little excited…even my husband knows how I feel about Matt Damon.

The final event for the night is to meet a bunch of friends for dinner at 6:00 and then go see Mr. & Mrs. Smith at 8:00. We meet at a Mexican restaurant and I get a dirty look from the waiter when I order a margarita. I realize I still have the bandage on my arm indicating that I gave blood and clearly he thinks I should take the "no alcohol for 24 hours" instructions more seriously. I order two more over the course of the night, but I do have the courtesy to take off the bandage so that he doesn’t have to keep being reminded of my disrespect for authority.

Everyone is in a very celebratory mood, so dinner is quite fun. We head to the theater and I’m pleased to see that every screening for the rest of the night is sold out. We have a little trouble finding seats for all 16 of us, but manage to mostly stay together. The movie goes by much faster for me than it did when I first saw it six days ago, and my scenes don’t seem quite so harsh and ill-fitting. We decide to go back to my house for drinks, but at this point I’m exhausted and not a very good hostess. I go to bed very quickly and leave my husband to entertain…he’s good with music and with drinks so I know everyone is in good hands. It’s one o’clock in the morning and the last thing I remember before falling asleep is wishing that I hadn’t agreed to be in Long Beach for a charity event at 8:00 the next morning.