I'm bored today, and I would update, but I have nothing of any interest to update about.  So, ask me questions, leave me anonymous comments, whatever.  I hardly ever get any comments, so make me feel special.  Plus, it might be kind of fun to guess who you are.

Entertain me, the_marquee!

So, I called Pittsburg, Shitsburg? What’s the big bloody deal? It isn’t a great city anyway.

I’m not dating Leonardo DiCaprio. And tell Perez Hilton that I don’t smell. It is true that I won’t give up my fags.

Despite how aggravating these people are, always having their nose in my business, I’m pretty happy what I’m doing right now. I suppose it’s a small sacrifice I must make. I get to do the only thing I really know how to do, and I get to hang out with some cool people and go to some fabulous parties. Not to mention being friends with designer Matthew Williamson and having him call me his muse. I mean, come on. I’m someone’s muse? Pretty fucking brilliant.

I’m Sienna Miller. I was born on December 28, 1981 in New York City. As a child I moved to England where I know I was destined to live. I can’t imagine growing up anywhere but London. I definitely consider myself a Londoner at heart. Blah, blah, blah, you don’t want to hear about little Sienna or how charming I was as a child. You just want dirt. I know how you all are.

So, I studied for a year at the Lee Strasburg Institute in New York City, which was pretty fucking amazing. I’ve been lucky enough to be in some pretty rad movies, and got to kiss a few amazingly handsome men. Come on, you’re dying to know what a fucking good kisser Jude Law is, aren’t you?

Anyway, you want to know anything else, you can always google me. I’m sure you could find a topless picture or two, also, if you’re lucky.