Brad Pitt's Hollywood Hills Home

THANK YOU!! I can now go to work in the blistering heat, with a sh*t eating grin on my face. Shiloh lived up to my expectations totally! PT is right - she’s got the Doug, Gramma gene rocking.

((((((((((FANFIC ALERT)))))))))PURE FICTION/ENTERTAINMENT ONLY OUT OF THE BLUE……..cont…… As expected, Maddox was shocked and very much surprised, when his parents told him that Angelina was pregnant. "So the last time I was home, you knew something then. Didn’t you?" Maddox asked."Remember your Mexcian food craving? I nearly got sick at the sight of those Carne Asada fries." Angelina said laughing. "Oh yeah. I remember now. You weren’t feeling well at all that day. I bet you freaked when Mom told you, huh Dad?"Brad, Angelina and Maddox, were having a three way phone conversation."I didn’t freak out as much as I thought I would. I was shocked as hell, though." Brad said laughing."I can’t believe the baby is due, before I graduate. Are you going to find out the sex?" Maddox asked. His parents sounded really excited and happy. Yes, it’s a complete surprise, and it comes as complete shock, but as long as they were happy, he was happy."No. We are not going to find out this time. We’ll find out when the baby is born." Angelina told him. She couldn’t wait to see Maddox again. She would, when she would go back to DC, later in the fall. Her Madness……."What did Shiloh, Bella, and AJ have to say about all of this?""They were shocked and suprised of course. Shiloh was her usual outspoken self." Angelina told him."I bet she was." Maddox said. He loved his sister dearly, but Shiloh , did have a mouth. "Bella and AJ are actually warming up to the idea." Brad told him."And Shi?" Maddox asked. He was curious how she felt about all of this."Jury is still out. I’m hoping for a verdict soon." Brad said. Shiloh wasn’t quite interested with the idea of having a new brother or sister yet. Unlike her other siblings."Let’s just hope it’s not a hung one." Maddox said laughing.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The phone conversation Brad and Angelina had with Zahara, went very well also. Just like everybody else, she was shocked and surprised. After asking the obvious questions, Zahara began asking Brad and Angelina, a lot of medical questions. Zahara wanted to see her family. After hearing the news about the baby, she made plans to fly home for the weekend.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Unbelieveble. A baby. That’s all Zahara could think about on her flight from San Francisco to Los Angeles that afternoon."We’re home." Brad said out loud. He and Zahara had made it home from LAX. When Brad saw Zahara walk off the jet-way, he couldn’t believe that this was his little girl. Although he had just seen her a few weeks ago, something about her was different. She looked more mature and more confident. She just looked, happy. She was really happy at STANFORD."Where is everybody?" She asked."Probably scatterd about." Brad told her.They made their way to the family room. "Zee! Your home!" Bella said with excitement in her voice. She ran over and gave her sister a big hug."Hey, Bella, Bella ! " Zahara said as she hugged her little sister.Zahara looked at her family. She had really missed them. "Oh my god, Mom? You look beautiful! I can’t even tell that your pregnant!"Zahara said laughing.Angelina’s waistline was expanding, but so far she she was still able to hide her ‘baby bump’. She looked at her daughter, walked over toward her, and gave her a big hug. "I can say the same thing about you!""That she doesn’t look pregnant?" Shiloh asked laughing."She better not be!" Brad said in a very stern voice.Angelina looked at Shiloh."No, smart ass." She looked back at Zahara."How beautiful she looks." Angelina looked at Zahara again, she gave her another hug. Zahara broke away from her and patted her Mom’s stomach. She could not stop smiling.Shiloh got up from the couch and gave Zahara a hug. "Hey, Big Sis!" Shiloh said smiling.Zahara looked at her ’soul sister’. She knew Shiloh freaked, when she found out about the baby. "It’s so good to see you! I’ve missed you so much, all of you." Zahara said laughing.Zahara looked at AJ, "God! You have gotten so tall! Can you stop growing please?" She hugged AJ. Her baby brother, was growing so fast. He was also becoming very handsome. AJ is definitely going to be a heartbreaker, Zahara thought to herself."You want to go running, tomorrow morning?" Zahara asked."Sure. Count me in" AJ said smiling. He missed Zahara too.Everybody was talking at once. The chatter soon, became a very loud noise."Before I forget. I have something for you guys." Zahara told them."Presents?" Shiloh asked excitedly. "Where did my carry on go?" Zahara asked."It’s over here Zee. I’ll get it for you." AJ told her. He walked over and handed the bag to his sister."Thanks AJ" Zahara looked through her bag. "Just a little something." She gave a gift bag to each one of her siblings and to Brad and Angelina.Everyone opened up their gitfs. Zahara had given each one of them a STANFORD t-shirt."Cool!" AJ said smiling. "I’ll wear it running tomorrow. Thanks Zee!""Your Welocme." Zahara told him."Yeah, thanks Zee! I love it." Bella thanked her with a smile on her face."Thanks, Big Sis!" Shiloh told her.Angelina looked at Zahara. She had missed her so much. It was really going to be hard to say goodbye again, when she had to go back to school. "Zee, My favorite color!" Angelina’s was the only one that was black."Oh, I almost forgot." Zahara said as she looked in her bag again."More presents?" Shiloh asked."Shiloh! Don’t be so greedy." Brad said laughing.Zahara had pulled out a small package. "Mom, I want you to open this."Angelina opened the small package. She almost started to cry when she saw it. It was an infant STANFORD t-shirt."Look everybody!" Angelina said as she held up the tiny t-shirt. "Oh, Zee……..""Well, I couldn’t foget him or her." Zahara said smiling.Brad was looking at his family with pride. He still could not believe at times, that there was another Jolie Pitt, on the way.Angelina looked at Zahara once more. "Thanks, Honey. This is absolutely adorable.""Your Welcome." Zahara told her her."Thanks Princess." Brad said with a huge smile on his face.Angelina gave Zahara another hug. Bella was asking questions everyday now, about the baby. AJ was getting more interested. Now this adorable gift from Zee, Mad, is so excited. Maybe, just maybe, Shiloh will come around soon. Angelina thought to herself.TO BE CONT…..

# 1429 | COLD HARD MATH | Great, great update, Zee is sooo sweet…hopefully Shi will come around….

#1429 COLD HARD MATH,That was soooo good!Please update soon!

Awwwww…..CHM, I can’t stop saying awww, I didn’t know you’d written another one….so more treat for me. I love you characters, you write them so well, Zee is so sweet, Shi so spunky, AJ so quiet and Bella, well Bella is a mini Zee. Goodness I have this huge grin on my face….I can’t help it. I can’t wait for the chapter when the Family is all together. Thanks CHM, you’re the best.

COLD HARD MATH - thanks for another chapeter. Love this fanfic — wish it was a book so I could just keep reading and not have to wait for the next installment. Keep it going - seems lots of people are really enjoying it.

THANKS GUYS! You all inspire me!YOU GUYS SO ROCK!

Disclaimer: You guys know the drill…I made this **** up, yada, yada, yada…THE DIARY OF X: PART 6 - A New Priority=======================================5 August 2006Dearest Diary,This is it. It has finally happened. I have officially reached the lowest point in my life. Ever. Laid low by a man. Couldn’t you just die?! How could this have happened to me? I had it all…all dammit…ALL! I can’t help but wonder how I got to such a pathetic state. All I had to do was have a baby…and I just couldn’t do it. What is wrong with me, dearest darling diary? Why could I not give Brad that baby that he wanted? If I had I wouldn’t be sitting here pouring my decimated heart out to you. On the other hand, I’d be changing stinky pooey diapers and wiping barf off my favorite Stella McCartney blouse. God…is that shallow of me? I don’t think so. Brad said it was…but what the hell does he know. He likes modern art…whatever that is. I’m not quite sure, but I do know it’s ugly and you can’t sit on it comfortably. I still say there’s nothing wrong with having a chair you can sit in and butt not fall asleep!Anyhoo, dearest diary…that’s all beside the point. I have decided to take this opportunity to look back over the last year and a half and do some serious soul-searching. Exactly how is it that I now find myself, at the still young-enough-to-be-a-major-film-star age of 37, in my current predicament? What predicament is that, dearest diary? Manless.Yes, that’s right, my dearest darling diary, I am officially a single woman again. As you know Vince and I have parted ways. Thank God. The big lummox was really the biggest damned mistake I’ve ever talked myself into. Er, actually, he’s the second biggest mistake. The first biggest mistake happened on a movie set a few years ago…and well, you know, dearest diary, I would normally tell you everything I can’t quite bring myself to admit to who I did, er…WHAT I did…not who…I am positive that the success of rumor has it was due to my talents alone. Because honestly, dearest diary, that script was pretty damned crappy! It was supposed to be a comedy, but we couldn’t even get the crew to laugh while we were filming it! Doesn’t it just figure that the script idea, and therefore lack of humor therein, came from Mr. MotorMouth himself? And he had THE NERVE to tell me that his performance made the movie sing! Sing? Well, yeah…like Roseanne Barr doing the national anthem! Vince thinks people went to see him, but dearest diary, you and I both know that AMERICA ******* LOVES ME!!! No, no, don’t go there! I know what you’re going to say, “But Jennifer, nobody went to see Derailed, Rumor Has It or Friends With Money!” BUT dearest diary…I can explain why those movies failed while The Break Up flourished under my tutelage. “Derailed” failed to ignite at the box office because nobody in this country knows who Clive Owen is! It’s ALL Clive’s fault! If he had been a star of equal stature to ME in this country…that movie would’ve been a ******* blockbuster! Colossal! I mean bigger than the Star Wars Trilogy, er Sixology? Oh hell…whatever a multiple of six would be…“Rumor Has It” failed because I was surrounded by nothing but a bunch of old people! Who the hell ever thought to cast Kevin “Hasn’t-had-a-*******-hit-since-Field-of-Dreams-22-years-ago” Costner?! Huh? What dumb shithead thought of that one? And then they added Shirley “Can You See My Chaka Khans” McLaine to the cast as my mother? What the **** were they thinking? And really…this movie is all Brad’s fault. If he weren’t friends with that pissy little know-it-all George Clooney I never would’ve gotten roped into wasting my time and energy on that movie! If someone had taken the time to get me a GOOD supporting cast…that movie would’ve ******* exploded! It would’ve been so huge they’d still be showing it in theaters a year after it’s release!“Friends With Money,” while my favorite of the three theatrical offerings, is the failure that hit me the hardest. I really felt that in this movie my co-stars were at least in the same ball-park talent wise as myself. I felt like those women – uh…I can only remember Catherine’s name right now…but those other two were good, too – had seized the day and made the best of the opportunity they’d been given to work with me. It’s really disheartening to me to see know that they are not sufficiently well known enough to have a fan base, or at least not enough of one to affect the box office numbers. Unlike myself, of course. MY FANS are always there for me! It is just so cool how they’ll do anything for me! It’s awesome! They’re the ones who inspire me to continue working hard. It’s for them that I will continue to make movies. I just wish, though, that they would stop asking me for my autograph is public. God…that is just soooooo embarrassing for them when I have to tell them “No”. You’d think by know they’d know not to bother me when I don’t make eye contact with them.Face it dearest diary…I am surrounded by incompetent morons who just do not know what they’re ******* doing! Did these people not realize that they were ruining my ******* career?! I’m the one who had to give interviews and try to make those ****** movies look interesting! ME, dammit, ME! Not the producers. Not the directors. And certainly not all of those nobody and has-been CO-STARS! “Co-star”…now there’s a word that needs to be re-defined. Those hacks around me weren’t “stars”. They were more like burnt-out stars. I was the one true star shining in the night and if it wasn’t for me NONE of those movies would’ve EVER been made…let alone make any money at all!Oh goodness gracious me, dearest diary I DID NOT mean to go on and on about my inferior co-stars. My intent today was to clear my head of the horrors of this past year and what have I done but vent about Hollywood’s bad casting directors. Let me get back on topic now….How did my life come to be what it is today? Well, it all started NOT with me dumping my tight-butt, hard-abbed, chisel-jawed, steely-blue eyed beauty of a husband. No, dear diary, believe it or not…it’s the fault of my Goddess Circle. My having to let Brad go was really necessitated by his refusing to acknowledge that I am as heavily a sought after actor, if not more so, than he is and that I am famous in my own right and that PEOPLE LOVE ME! Poor Brad just could never accept that. Or so the girls in my Goddess Circle assured me.Just for clarification dearest diary, since it’s been awhile since we discussed my Goddess Circle, let me remind you who they are. The Goddess Circle are my 6 best friends in the entire world – Drea, Kristin, Mandy, Kathy, Andrea and of course my beloved bestest bud, Courtney. Where would I be without my Goddess Circle to keep me on the path to my destiny? I shudder to think. Literally. These women are my lifeline and understand me better than any man ever has…including my beautiful, well-endowed and knows how it use it Bradley.And that it why it pains me, dearest diary, to admit that these 6 women, plus a few part-time bestest buds – Sheryl and Gabrielle, are the cause of my current misery. Yes, dearest diary, it’s true. What did these women do you ask? Well, dearest diary, it was these words that have laid me low, “Jennifer, we’ve talked amongst ourselves and we’ve decided that you a much too good, kind and loving a person to be alone. Now that you’ve finally gotten rid of that dead-weight Brad…I think it’s time we found you a real man.”With those simple words, dearest diary, my life was soon spiraling down an unknown path to what I hoped would be a rainbow with a pot of gold at the end of it. Instead, it turns out that the pot wasn’t filled with gold, but with ****. To be exact, six feet and five inches of ****.To explain myself fully, dearest diary, I really need to go back to the beginning of this saga. TO BE CONTINUED…

# 1441 | Passing Through | PT you are great, it’s nice to be back even though I would rather be still in Bodrum you fanfics writers make it so much fun to be back at JJ’s site :) Keep them coming. I stillhave to catch up withe rest of ff’s,,,

ROFLMAO!!!!! 6ft 5 inches of it………. You are to funny!!!. Loved it. As always……….:)

# 1441 | Passing ThroughFunny….LMAO…you have a different fan fic style!.Luv it.. can’t wait for next diary page….

Disclaimer: You guys know the drill…I made this **** up, yada, yada, yada…THE DIARY OF X: PART 7 - It’s Raining Men=========================================13 February 2005Courtney Cox Arquette was on a mission. Jennifer was her best friend and her best friend was in pain. Although it was Jennifer who’d finally called it quits in her marriage, she was second-guessing herself and doubting she’d ever find a life partner who stood on equal ground with her and didn’t want to keep her in their shadow. Unlike a certain someone who’d recently gotten his marching orders.Courtney couldn’t even bring herself to say his name anymore. Sure, he was gorgeous and a had ******* fantatic, rockin’ it to the max bod…but he was feckless and shallow and insecure. Definitely not the man for her precious Jen. Until the previous evening Jennifer had actually been contemplating giving HIM another chance. The previous night HE had thrown Jen a long-promised 36th birthday party. The plans had been made before the split and HE had condescended to carrying through with those plans."Oooh, whatta guy!," Courtney muttered under her breath. "Can’t keep his mind off that Jolie ho, but he thinks he can waltz back into Jen’s life and give her a birthday part and thinks everyone will appreciate his effort? The *******!"With that thought in mind, Courtney decided that it was up to her to find Jen THE PERFECT MAN. To that end, with Jen’s permission of course, she had convened an emergency session of Jen’s beloved Goddess Circle to help her with that task. In addition to the regular members - Drea, Kristin, Andrea, Kathy and Mandy - just for this special session Jen had allowed her to expand the Goddess Circle to include two of her other good friends, Sheryl and Gabrielle. They were both very forceful women in their own rights and as single women they would undoubtedly have valuable information about the men they were about to discuss.Glancing over at Jen’s taught face Courtney decided that it was time to get the proceedings under way. Jen was so fragile right now that it was best to get her looking toward her future and away from that hideous mistake of a marriage as quickly as possible."Ladies! Ladies! Please, may I have your attention? QUIET DAMMIT!"Kathy Najimy’s head snapped around to look at Courtney, "Jesus, Court…you don’t have to yell! We heard you the first time."Always the follower, Drea Bendewald agreed with Kathy, "Yeah. Court. Just because Jen’s letting you be in charge doesn’t mean you’re the Queen of the Goddess Circle now. Only Jen can be the Queen!""Whatever Drea, just stifle it for a minute or two. Alright ladies, for those of you who don’t know our guests this evening I’d like to introduce you to volleyball player and supermodel Gabrielle Reece; and of course you all recognize our other esteemed guest, Grammy winning singer/songwriter Sheryl Crow. Sheryl, I would just like to think you soooooo much for flying in from France JUST for our meeting."Acknowledging the introduction with a slight bow of her head Sheryl said regally, "Thank you soooooooo much for that lovely welcome Court. I cannot begin to tell you how distressed I was to hear about what’s happened to our beloved Jen. Thank God my man would NEVER do the same thing to me. Jen, dearest, you know I’ll be glad to help you in any way I can. Whatever information I have about the men in question is yours."Mandy Ingber was a simple working woman, yet Jen had continued to be her friend. Mandy simply could not believe her luck. She was sitting here in the luxurous home of Courtney Cox Arquette, who was, like THE best friend any woman could EVER have, and she was meeting her idol, Sheryl Crow! Gosh, she was so lucky to have met Jen at the gym in NYC 15 years earlier. She’d never have gotten to meet this many stars without her!"Um, Miss Crow, I know we’re here for Jen, but I’d just like to say how much I love your work. Golly…you’re my favorite singer ever and your music is just fabulous."Sheryl once again nodded regally to accept Mandy’s compliment…it was her due, because truly…she was a fan-*******-tastic singer and songwriter.Clearing her throat Andrea Buchanan spoke up for the first time, "****, Mandy. Quit sucking up. We’re here to find a man for Jen, no so you can kiss Sheryl’s ass all night."Kristin Hahn could never quite figure out why Jennifer kept Andrea B. around. The woman was course and foul-mouthed. She herself was a woman of great refinement. She had to be in her line of work. Afterall, everyone knew that if you wanted to work in production in Hollywood a woman has to be good at two things - sucking off and sucking up. She was proud to say that she was an expert at both. Actually, now that she thought about it…she’d gotten a lot of tips from Jen over the years. See…yet another reason to be grateful to Jen and to use this opportunity to give back to Jen as selflessly as Jen has given to them over the years."Andrea, dear, succinct as always, I see. Do try to be a little less fulgar, though.""Oh **** off, Kristin. Nobody wants to put up with your tight-assed prissiness tonight. We’re here for Jen, so let’s get down to business."Courtney stepped forward to take control of the conversation again, "Good point Andrea. Alright ladies, here’s the agenda - we are going to find Mr. Perfect for Jennifer. And I don’t mean "Mr. Perfect For Right Now". I’m talking Mr. Long Haul. The man who’s going to let Jen be herself and not stifle her creativity and natural exuberance. Since Kathy is active in gay and lesbian rights she is going to help us weed out the closeted men and narrow the list down to the cream of the crop….""Cream of the crop?" Jennifer finally roused herself out of her self-pitying semi-comatose state and onto her feet. "Cream of the crop? **** that ****, Court! I want a man I can control, dammit! Brad was always off doing whatever the hell he wanted. Un-un. No more of that ****. I want a man who’ll do exactly what I say, when I say and HOW I say. So bring ‘em on…I want the names of tall men, short men, cute men, ugly men, rich men but no poor men, married men with marriages in trouble, married men who want their marriages to be in trouble, men with long hair, men with short hair, black men, white men, green men, men with big dicks…but no men with really tiny ones because I gotta get something outta the deal, boring men, fun men, men in positions of power, men with Oscars and other awards, men with no kids, men with 20 kids - provided their not all under the age of 5, no men with disabilities though because I’m not taking care of no man ever again…."Kathy stepped forward and grabbed Jen by her shoulder’s and shook her…hard, "ENOUGH! Alright, Jen…we get it…you want a list of men who won’t make you hurl! Damn, girl, get a grip!"Kristin, ever Little Miss Efficiency, picked up the notepads and pens that were sitting on a nearby coffee table and started distributing them, "Alright ladies…you heard the woman…Jen said any kind of man so let’s get with the list making…""Jen, wait a sec…" Gabrielle hastily spoke up. Apparently she was the only one present with a conscience. "I really think we need to stick to SINGLE, AVAILABLE men. Just think…"Picking up her train of thought Drea finished her sentence, "…what the public is going to say if you take up with a married man! Right now you’ve got public sympathy on your side because everyone thinks Br…""Don’t say that name out loud, dammit!" Courtney was practically apoplectic at that thought of hearing the "B" word.Always one to push a boundary Andrea said it anyway, "You mean BRAD?""**** you Andrea!"Mandy wasn’t used to seeing her friend fighting and truth be told, she was starting to get a little frightened. "Um, Andrea, I really don’t think we should talk about…HIM…tonight.""****, Mandy…quit being a wuss. "HIM"? You mean BRAD don’t you?"Jen had had enough, "Andrea, for once…for once…could you just shut your ******* pie hole and quit agitating everyone! This is about ME, dammit, ME…not you! So sit down and shut the **** up and start writing down some name, goddammit!"Sheryl raised her eyebrows at Jen’s outburst and thought to herself, "Damn…I’m glad I left France for this ****! Who’da thunk little Miss Thing would ever get unhinged over losing Brad? Those rumors about Brad and that hot Jolie chick must be true! Now that’s a sex tape I’d pay good money to see!"Kathy looked around the room at her so-called "friends" and shook her head. It was going to be a long, long night…they were gonna need booze for this."Hey Jen, Court - look, before we start with the lists, how about if we light a little incense to clear the, OBVIOUS, bad vibes and make ourselves a few COCKtails? I think we’re all just a little too tense and dammit, if we’re going to talk about men none of us are ever going to have, frankly, I want to be drunk for that discussion!"Andrea seconded the motion. "Yeah, Kat’s right. Especially if we’re going to be talking about men with big dicks. If I can’t find out about it firsthand…then I definitely want to be drunk tonight so I won’t remember tomorrow what I might be missing out on."On that note the ladies all traipsed into Courtney’s kitchen and broke out the blenders. Margaritas and martinis and tequila shots all around. A LOT of tequila shots were done that night and that’s how the list got to be so long.Jen looked around the kitchen at her beloved girlfriends and broke into the first real smile she’d had since Brad dumped her, er, since she’d ended her marriage. All of these ladies are here just for me. Just because they love me! How did they ever get so lucky to have me as their friend!?TO BE CONTINUED…

# 1446 | COLD HARD MATH |(((((I love it))))) , you have all the kids together?..awesome, Shiloh better not date SPF, too bad kingston is not her type…picky isn’t she….AJ in trouble, AJ and BP will be hitting the roof, thank you so much for the story, I really love this family.