Driving across L.A.

October 20, 2009.

Another exhausting day of driving around L.A. Two rehearsals, one in NoHo, one in Beverly Hills and then finally down to Santa Monica for my audition.

Rehearsals went well. Audition went ok. It was just kind of a strange audition and there was another actress auditioning along with me who kind of just rambled on about a bad scene in the script and I just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible and leave on a good note, but, yeah, anywho, it was kind of awkward.

Took myself to lunch before my audition, treated myself to a glass of wine, half a salad and dessert. I felt spoiled.

I got home around 4:30 and was just plain pooped. I did end up buying a pack of SAM-e today, and took my first pill. So...we shall see! I can't imagine what it feels like to be normal. Will I even notice a change? Today I definitely felt my cloud of sadness. It gave me a headache all day long. And it almost put me in tears when both my roommates were MIA due to being out with boys.

I was supposed to go see some stand-up this evening with my roomies and whoever else wanted to join, but pretty much everyone ditched, even though they originally said they were going. I was kind of annoyed by this, especially by Nikki, who doesn't hang out with us anymore. She's too busy with her boy, even thought before he came into her life she was all, “my girls come first...”. Well, Nikki, it's been about a month since we hung out and we're roommates. How does that happen?

Anywho, just spent the rest of my evening on the couch. It was needed. I have class tomorrow and am actually kind of nervous about it. I forget that acting is fun and I view it more technically than I should and get all sorts of freaked out. I have a really fun scene to do tomorrow and I just know I'm going to over think it and make it technical and BORING. God, Irene!!! Just let go!!!!!!!!! Have fun!!!!!!!!! Love what you do!!!!!!!!

Ok, sorry, I need to scold myself real quick for a moment.

Alright, it's only 10pm and I think I'm actually off to bed. I'm just plain tired and I actually get to sleep in a little tomorrow, so if I go to bed now and sleep a good long time, then I'll still be up fairly early.

Buenos Noches!

Follow Your Impulses.

September 21, 2009.

Hmm....something I did today that was new and exciting. Well, I auditioned for a reality matchmaking show. Which one? Well, I'm not at liberty to say, but I have high hopes that I might find my soulmate!

I also thought about, (and should have followed through) giving my number to the guy in the car behind me at the McDonald's drive through. I think next time I will do this. McDonald's was just too damn fast and didn't give me enough time to get my number written down. My solution? Business Cards. Done.

Alright, well, yesterday was Sunday and my mom got her homework assignment in on time. I neglected to meet the deadline and got my writing in this morning, but I still wrote...something. I'll post an excerpt from my mom's, it's a fun read:

Facebook Hippies.

“Baby Boomers have taken to Facebook like hippies to weed. They like to use it and like to share it with a group of friends. It is a frequent pastime, and nearly an addiction to many that are mid-, even post-, middle age. What’s the need being filled by Facebook for this group?

When life is closer to the end than the beginning, looking back is a natural thing to do. We are taking an assessment of where we are, how closely we’ve achieved the goals and dreams of our youth, and how we compare with other people.  Before Facebook, comparisons were limited to the friends, family, and former neighbors and classmates with whom we’d stayed in touch or had run into at the class reunion.  It was one of the main reasons to go to your class reunion. “See what’s become of” your old boyfriend, the class clown, and that girl whose family moved away the week after graduation. Look around and see who has aged more rapidly than you have, and be sure to take the camera!  Another important reason to get yourself to a reunion every 5 or 10 years was to brag. Show off your still-youthful figure. Introduce your handsome husband and break out the pictures of your adorable children.  Find a way to bring up your offspring’s accomplishments, awards, brilliance, and amazingly cute quips. Answer the question “What are you doing now?” with feigned humility as you puff up your résumé a bit (or a lot).  The traditional class reunion has always filled a real need in the hearts and minds of Americans as they emotionally process the decades passing.”

Let me know what you think and I promise, when I start writing things that I'm more proud to share I will share them! Mark my words!

Off to Santa Monica this evening to see one of the lovely ladies I'm in a quartet with, perform at a local bar. Lacey's joining me. I'm looking forward to it! For once, I'm going out to support a female friend, rather than going out to potentially get laid. Nice change of pace...