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I’ll tell ya: Last night felt good. There was a Kings game (they’ve got the best record in the league and are a perfect 6-0 at home). I drank a little rum at the game and started between 4 and 620 sentences with the phrase: “If I book it…” I can talk like that with my brother Robbie. He gets it. And he knows that I’d entertain his semi-delirious ramblings for 4+ hours in a nanosecond. Later, it was onto a dive bar. We played beer pong and I hugged a lot of people. I’ve got three photos on my iPhone from the screen test… showing them to people is dreamy. In a week with two Friday’s, no Tuesday, 1,400 crunches, 120 handstand pushups, 17,000 air miles, the biggest day of my professional life, a Kings game, six straight victories at the beer pong table and a whiff of Christmas (!!!) in the air… My favorite moment was watching these two for three periods. That’s just how I roll.

Written by Stephen Amell

November 7, 2010 at 9:31 am

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6:03 pm, Wednesday: Hello friends. I’m writing as a form of self-preservation. In 117 minutes I can go to sleep, that’ll be 8pm local time; in the interim, my brain must remain engaged. Jet-Lag is my remorseless enemy. He will be vanquished. Besides, the odds of me sleeping more than eight hours aren’t even worth discussing. I’ve had a very special day. (I can’t elaborate. Like, legally.) Tomorrow, everything is finally happening. I’m ready.

Auckland, New Zealand

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November 2, 2010 at 9:24 pm

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So long friends. I don’t mean to sound dramatic, but I don’t know anyone in Auckland, New Zealand. (Unless, of course, someone from Auckland is a regular reader. Show yourself!) You’re not going to believe this, but I’m out of words at the moment. The gravity of this screen test mixed with an outrageous outpouring of positivity in the aftermath of CSI: Miami has formed a cocktail that may have temporarily crashed my heart. At 10:15 (LA time) tonight I depart, arriving at 7:00 am (NZ time)… Wednesday! Screen test Thursday. Flight Friday at 11:00 pm (NZ time) arriving at 4:00 pm (LA time)… Friday.

I am Marty McFly. Tuesday is my jilted lover.

I am an actor working for a life-changing moment.

It’s waiting in New Zealand.

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November 1, 2010 at 7:54 pm

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Happy Halloween Internet Folk! If you read regularly or peruse my then you’re familiar with this guys propensity to analogize (almost) everything with sports. You could even argue that if I didn’t feel the need to incessantly produce sporty-tweets that require the reader to be watching the game and thinking the exact same thing as me, I wouldn’t be lagging behind * by (approximately) 10,900 followers. (It could also be because he’s famous.) Anyways… I can view anything through the prism of athletics. If you didn’t know, now you know.

Before football games in High School everyone has their own behaviour pattern. Some guys walked around and joked (this irritated me), others threw up (good on them) and some dudes sat quietly at their locker staring straight ahead like they might turn into at any moment. Me? I yawned and fought off the urge to fall asleep. This has always been my natural reaction to big moments; I just become incredibly sleepy. Mixed in with this (admittedly curious) state is a “body evacuation” of sorts that crescendo’s as we get closer to the event and seems to defy all logic. (Draw your own conclusions. Or just realize that I’m talking about pooping.) The former part of this equation has gripped me. I’m tired. Last night I went to a Halloween party as an elephant with a giant, phallic trunk sticking out of my forehead. The costume was a huge hit. You’d think this would be invigorating. Nope, I was just tired. At midnight Ele-Steve vanished like only a giant land mammal with retro Nike sneakers on can. So long, party.

7 Days is misleading. The test is probably Thursday (5 Days) and I lose a day flying to Auckland (4 Days). The test deal is done. I can do 10 hand-stand pushups. I am utterly ready. And now, through the fog of my adrenaline induced slumber I need to wrap my head around a life-altering moment.

* – Everyone in Hollywood assumes that Robbie and I are brothers. This week we decided to just go with it. Both of us were half-joking, which means we were also half-not-joking. (Family!)

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October 30, 2010 at 8:09 am

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