So far so good at this regular blog use thing, eh? I actually started this entry on July 3 if that counts for anything.
What have I been up to?
I didn't really like True Detective. This was typed before anyone was saying how much they hated Season 2. I was actually really scared to say that out loud for about 4 episodes. But now that everyone else is on board...I STARTED IT!
"When is New York Fleek Week?" This is a fun pun that I find hilarious and is generally greeted with a multitude of rolling eyes. All from the same person. That person has many eyes and is a monster. No reason for this portion of the blog.
I have officially gone back to work which is the cause of my absence. You think a few weeks is bad? Wait until pilot season when I give the blog up for adoption at a high kill shelter.
I was helping at another office on a bank heist film. It was enlightening and has reaffirmed my love for comedy television casting. Now i'm back at my real job where every now and again I get to audition men without shirts and all is right in the world. (Unfortunately I do not work on shows where this is the regular)
Oh. I've had a cough for roughly 3000 months. Allergic to my environment. Turns out that's a REAL diagnosis. 6 doctors later and that's the best we can do. I'm going for my first allergy test next week. I fully expect to be allergic to happiness and dancing and friendship and all food because I don't know what else I've been doing that would cause this. OH! I guess I could be allergic to extremely low income?
Speaking of food, 31 has really put the kibosh on my metabolism. 31 isn't into it. 31 is all about weight gain and having to buy pants in bigger sizes despite how much work you put into it (i'm not saying i'm putting in any work, but if i WERE, I can sense it still wouldn't be into it). The scale has put me in a less than positive place. I sit around and chunk up the fat and see how much cellulite I can make. Super fun game. Here's the kicker! I was actually terribly ill for about 5 days last week. In my heyday this would have easily brought me to 115. Just a really beautiful round number that I miss seeing on my drivers license. I GAINED WEIGHT! I did not eat. I could barely drink water. I vomited to my hearts content. AND I GAINED. 31 is taking a hard pass on keeping me desirable.
Ok, midnight musings...thanks for keeping me company.
