"The label you give yourself cannot impact external forces that are not motivated by your own psychology or influenced by a third party's pre-existing consciousness of you. We are all presented with reasons to struggle which come from completely external forces; to pretend that one is not struggling is either arrogance or an admission of defeat. To admit that one is struggling is a sign and a source of strength." - Evan A. Baker

Friday, February 12, 2010

Wine + Blogging = Poor Grammar

It's been a long day. A long, long day. As I sit here, typing, drinking my boxed Target merlot out of my jazzercizing bears mug (cause I'm classy like that) I'll reminisce with you. FOR you. Wow. one sip and I'm drunk already....

I scored my first audition with my theatrical agent, for a Guest Star role (hooray!) on an Aftra show which was to be auditioned and paid for as a San Diego hire. (boo!) What that means is that I would not be reimbursed gas mileage to drive out there, and should I book the role, I would not have hotel accommodations, my mileage reimbursed or a per diem because I am saying that I agree to lie that I live in San Diego. Shady, shady, shady. Shame on you, production!
Now, I am an actress in LA so that I can audition in LA. Driving aaaaaaaaaall the way to San Diego is, with traffic, about a 6-8 hour round trip. (that's like driving to Santa Monica and back 8 times!) For three pages of sides. And a gas tank. But casting was also taking video submissions. Fantastic! I am coming down with something so I thought that would be great. Antne helped me bust it out AND figure out how to send the darn thing because lord knows I can't figure out how to convert a 234234298729458729387 MB file into something I can attach in an email. Bless him. I was up until 1:30am when I gave up and he tooled around until he figured it out. Even though he let me go to bed so I could get some sleep, I probably only fell asleep around 3:30 or so what with my coughing and clearing of my throat and my left eye tearing up for no good reason. The next three hours until my 6:45 alarm actually went by really slowly.

I got dressed, tossed a few more things into my tote bag and headed over to Days of Our Lives to do background work. Now, most Aftra background work sucks, but with soaps - you're in, you're out, there's usually couches and coffee, and one meets the most interesting people! (with other background work, you meet a bunch of weirdos. Trust me. I'm one of them.) When I was called to set two hours after checking in (which is FAST, btw) I was on set for a total of hmmmm....five minutes? I sat down for one 1 page scene and crossed once for the next 1 page scene. DONE. And I get paid an additional $10 fee for wearing my own clothes. (gotta love the union!)

I come home and check my email and then asked one person if I could repost her letter to me on here. Fun reasons why! Hopefully she'll say yes. 

After that I head over to a documentary audition where I answer a few questions about my struggle here in LA and why my story is interesting. I mentioned this blog, writing for Backstage, writing my own webseries, having a film I co-wrote win an Audience Award at a small film festival, and how I really believe 2010 is my year. I mention my mother and how everyone loves an Underdog.

I come home, try to nap, can't, turn on the crankiness, eat a cookie, feel better, and read an email that the director of our webisode pilot is gonna have the rough cut available next week!

I get an email and see that I'm needed for a pick up shot for a short I did last year.

I work on a valentine for my beloved.

I see I have an audition tomorrow for a short where the character has cerebral palsy.

I pour a mug of wine.

And that leaves me here: overly tired with Wine in a Mug.

Have a wonderful weekend, and be you attached or single, know that you, yes YOU are loved. And there's a lot of people who don't tell you as much they want to, but you are great. You really are. And you are surrounded by so many who think you are pretty awesome. Trust me, I know. Cause I think YOU'RE awesome! Wine shmine. I LOVE you!

Happy Valentine's Day.


  1. I love the drunk-off-one-glass Lira. And I remember that mug.

  2. Love your blog! Unpretentious writing and very informative about a lifestyle that I always wondered about.

    Happy Valentine's Day!

  3. Lol I see that when you buzz-post you start to use all caps. Sadly, I don't even have alcohol as an excuse when I do it.

    I adore your blog, and you. And I have a belated present for you next time you see me, my dear.


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