Tomorrow I have a casting call at 6:30 AM. In Brooklyn. Because taking the subway from the Bronx to Brooklyn is going to take forever, I should leave my house around 5. I expect we'll be filming until around 2 PM. 5 PM I have an audition for something else in Manhattan. It's gonna be a long day.
More lesbian vampire activity Thursday, followed by an audition for a music video. I'm really nervous about the music video audition because I've gained weight. Or, more accurately, I'm nervous because I'm self-conscious about the weight I've gained and I'm concerned I won't come off confidently.
When I woke up this morning and saw the snow, it was like God telling me that maybe, just maybe, things will be OK.
In other exciting news, I'm guest-teaching a class at my alma mater this Tuesday. It's going to be a wonderful experience, and it will look great on my CV.
i have a cousin named Sebastian...i always thought it was a cool name. do you think that once you become jaded that you can never have crushes again? or become un-jaded, kind of like your virginity...you never get it back?
Today's date was Cuban. Who do I go out with tomorrow: the Italian, or the Turkish fellow? I'm favoring the Turkish fellow, but you're welcome to give your opinion.
The United Nations? In my pants. Peace, love, and labia.
So after yesterday's post about serial dating, I'm wondering if I should start thinking about cereal dating. Where's my Tony the Tiger? My Toucan Sam? My Booberry beau?