Archive for February, 2009
It’s not scabies!!!!
Wednesday, February 18th, 2009 | Uncategorized | No Comments
Official diagnoses from Dr. Yoeh at Kaiser. She’s the coolest Dr. I’ve ever met. Although someone who will remain anonymous still thinks it could be scabies, and therefore ,I believe the symptoms he is experiencing are more suitable to the affliction known as hypochondria and placebo effect. Still working on hunting down those no-see-ums, for the mean time only sleeping at my apartment until we figure this out. You know, I think I have adult ADHD sometimes. I started an excel spreadsheet for agent submissions but felt it was necessary to write in my blog instead. Ok, fine, I’ll go back and work on it some more. Bye.
ICK!
Waaah Waaah Waaah
Tuesday, February 17th, 2009 | Uncategorized | No Comments
4:10 apt to see if “bites” are perhaps due to an allergy and see what I should do next. I think my thoughts flow better with a pen and paper than a glaring computer screen.
It’s been a while
Monday, February 9th, 2009 | Uncategorized | No Comments
I had an interesting audition last week for a short film. The audition was held at a pool hall/bar in Hermosa Beach. I’m assuming this is where the actual scene is going to be shot. It went well, so we’ll see. The last three weeks have been extremely slow for me. I start to worry when that happens but it doesn’t really mean anything. Not making it mean anything is the hard part. I know of a couple actresses who are going out for really great commercial roles right now. I’m starting to wonder if my new headshots are duds once again. Perhaps it’s impossible for me to take a marketable headshot. There I go again, with that sh*t. After each accomplishment there is always some kind of lull like this, which makes me feel really uncomfortable. All the self doubts creep in. I ask mysel, if I never give up does that gaurantee the success I am looking for (solely supporting myself through acting work)? Will I be 95 years old and still believing in my big break? It can be maddening being an actor. So few have those steady and long careers. One part of me refuses to believe I don’t have what they have to offer, and the other part believes there’s some kind of invisibile barriers I’m not seeing, or maybe I’m cursed, or I’m not doing something that I could be doing that would make a difference of getting to the next level. I want to make my agent and manager money, and I feel bad I haven’t done so for a while. Fear is setting in.