Tomorrow is the big "child wrangling" day. whoot. I feel like I should go to bed early, but somehow I feel that no amount of sleep can prepare me for the day ahead. ...unless I were to sleep through it completely.

One more day of office hell, then one day of hell out in the field, then I am done. I plan on being very drunk this weekend.

From Karen's profile:
"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance."

I was kind of pissed that I missed improv class today.

So the day after I got back from Chicago I started working as a full time casting assistant for Carlyn Davis Casting. The first week was kind of hellish. I did nothing but work and sometimes sleep. I didn't see anybody or do anything. I was pretty much miserable.

This week has been MUCH better! I'm still working like a dog, but I'm kind of getting the hang of it now. I still don't particularly like the job, but now I at least know I can handle it, and I don't run away and cry as much anymore. I even had a little time for socializing this week. On Tuesday I went to kareoke for the first time in months. Jess came too and I found out her dirty little secret that she has the ability to sing. Who knew?

Wednesday night was the most fun. Weggie and I went to see the Zach in the alumni show at the DCImprov. Afterwards all the comedy school peeps went over to Rumors for drinks and stuff. Weggie went back to GMU, but Zach and I headed over to the bar. On the way there we kind of dared eachother into doing something... unusual. We went into a "gentleman's club"... but just for like two minutes! We were just walking past... and there was no cover charge... no cover - haha... anyways.

So we just walked in, and the doorman sat us at a table right in front of the tiny stage. It was kinda wierd and depressing in there. There was one girl, just takin off her unnawears, like she had just gotten home from work. She wasn't even dancing or anything. Then there was another girl in frilly underthings who was polishing the mirrors and the trim behind the first girl. I said,"oh, how nice, she's cleaning." She may be a stripper, but she's far from dirty.

We were doing fine, until we realised that they were probably going to make us order something. I said, "I don't think I want to stay long enough to have an entire drink" and he said, "I don't really want to spend money on an entire drink." So what do we do? We plotted out a few quick scenarios involving me slapping him or throwing water in his face, but I went with the simple route and just grabbed my purse and stormed out with my eyes low in a "I'm so embarrassed and hurt" kind of way. As I pushed past the bouncers marching down the street and Zach ran after me yelling, "Honey! Wait!" the bouncers totally bought it. They were like, "Aaaaaaaaawwww DAAAAAMN!" We caused quite a scene in the street. I think the bouncers will be talking about it for a while. Yay for public displays of improv!

Aidan came to visit this weekend, and more importantly my one and only niece, Molly came too. Isn't she pretty? 

Hi everybody. Remember me? I know it's been a while, but you would not believe the crazy adventures I have been up to.

... and I'll tell you all about them as soon as I get a chance.

Shout out to my peeps in "The Wolfpack Players." I just told them about my site and they are probably looking at it right now. I feel kinda dirty. Stop staring. Seriously.


Look away... I am hideous.

Chicago was cool... of course. It always is. and by always I mean all two times I've been there in the past month.

This time I went to the beach for a few minutes. I had no idea there was a beach in Chicago. I mean I knew there was water. But seriously I would take the sand at North Ave Beach over Acapulco any day. Well I'll re-evaluate that thought in January, eh?

The audition was odd. It was just like my summer class in the Skybox, but with very stern judgemental strangers in the audience instead of Anne and my wonderful classmates who I feel a pang of nostalgia for as I reminisce about our adventures.

Please forgive the lack of spelling and grammar. I'm a little brain dead tonight. Just took a shot of Nyquil to clear my head. I took on some extra responsiblities at my internship. Basically they have hired me full time for the next 3 weeks to help get the casting done for this movie coming up. I'm on the phone all day with actors. If you know any actors you will comiserate. I myself am an actor... I don't like using the phone because I know how annoying being on the phone with an actor can be.

I hurt.

I've been good about continuing to go to the gym after work every day so I'm not sure if the pain in my neck is a pulled muscle or a blood vessel doing it's best to burst from tension. I saw spots this morning. Not on a twister board or anything, but a little burst of light in the corner of my eye. That's not good. I need to get on that health insurance thing sooner than later. Stupid Republicans and lack of healthcare and funding for the arts. Either one of those things could help me not have a stroke before I'm 30.

FYI- I'm not having dinner with anybody this week. Unless dinner is at 9 or 10 pm because that's about the time I'll be getting home every night.

Work today was cool. I mean it was tear your hair out busy, but I kinda like it that way. It's funny, at this internship I don't get paid, but in three weeks I have been given ten times the responsibility I got in six months working for the government getting a salary and benefits. Maybe actors egos aren't actually as fragile as intercontinental ballistic missiles.

I guess the whole "you get what you pay for" thing doesn't apply when you're hiring a Meeg.

If you look to the left you will see my little Chameleons of Capitalism have honed in on my Scooter obsession. I love it! I want to mess with them. What product should I endorse next? How about breakfast cereal?

Frosted Lucky Charms are magically delicious, you know.

My laptop is broked.
The screen goes blank randomly whenever it feels like it. "...and that... frankly will not fly..."

So since my mom's puter has a virus... we have combined the good pieces of the two dead computers to create - FRANKENPUTER! Evil.

So this weekend was full of adventures, and no puter to type them on. I will try to sum up.

Thursday night was the CVPA party with salsa dancing and stuff. I'm so proud of the GMU Players I have left behind. We were the only ones dancing for a long time. I guess as actors we have been trained to look like idiots in public and have no problem with it.

Then we all went over to Liberty Square and played frisbee in the dark. Very fun.

On my way there I got a call to be an extra in a movie the next day. So I had to go home kind of early.

At 6:45 AM the next morning I was in Bethesda munching on dried apricots for breakfast in the craft services room at "Death without Consent" I'm not going to share my opinions on this because I never know who is reading. But I will sum it up by saying it was a LONG day.

I signed with a casting director for the first time. Her name is Julie and she's really nice. I tried to be cool and offer her a ride to the metro after the shoot, but then we got seriously lost and it was kind of a disaster. Well at least she'll never forget me.

I think I need to leave town. I'm heading to Chicago Thursday night.

So I was riding around with the top down yesterday and I got a sunburn. I found this spray aloe to put on the burn. It feels really good. So
I was having breakfast with my sister this morning and she was playing with the bottle, and we both wanted to spray stuff with aloe. You know how it is. So I took the bottle from her and sprayed it at the plants. Actually at one plant in particular. It happened to be an ALOE plant. Yes... I sprayed aloe on the aloe plant. I feel horrible about it. That would be like if I was sitting there minding my own business and a plant came up and sprayed me with people blood. That would be horrifying. I'm so sorry.

p.s. scooter scooter scooter