I think I'm off the scale!
Move to a city where the animals are on Prozac never mind the people - tick!
Spend a night thinking what would be the worst thing for the mail man to find the next day: a dead dog, a dead skunk or a dead me - tick!
'Run' up and down the vertical, winding hills of Laurel Canyon (Dear Mr SUV Driver I would prefer to be on the sidewalk too. THERE AREN'T ANY!) - tick!
Go shopping for dog poo bags. Actually no tick here. I couldn't find them and I couldn't bring myself to ask. Still a scary thought though. Nice little job for the Scot upon his return.
Anyway I don't think that's really what she had in mind so last night I took myself to the other side of town on the bus (well 2 buses and no that wasn't the scary thing) I went to my first Agent workshop.
Now back home I'm a pro at this sort of thing but here I had no idea what to expect. She was a commercial agent so I had to prepare a commercial (advert) and the format was a Q&A with the whole group and then a one on one audition. Thankfully the agent lady was lovely and the experience, although scary, did me good.
When I was waiting in the room with people half my age who were overwhelmed because they had moved all the way from Sacramento and they were getting old now because they were 21 and were they going to find another Hollister to transfer their part time job to I had to remind myself that actually I've been in similar situations back home, it's no different out here. Maybe I'm a bit different to the norm out here but different is good, scary is good.
So today I applied for a theatre job and now I have my first audition lined up.
Maybe tomorrow I'll buy those poo bags!
'Run' up and down the vertical, winding hills of Laurel Canyon (Dear Mr SUV Driver I would prefer to be on the sidewalk too. THERE AREN'T ANY!) - tick!
Go shopping for dog poo bags. Actually no tick here. I couldn't find them and I couldn't bring myself to ask. Still a scary thought though. Nice little job for the Scot upon his return.
Anyway I don't think that's really what she had in mind so last night I took myself to the other side of town on the bus (well 2 buses and no that wasn't the scary thing) I went to my first Agent workshop.
Now back home I'm a pro at this sort of thing but here I had no idea what to expect. She was a commercial agent so I had to prepare a commercial (advert) and the format was a Q&A with the whole group and then a one on one audition. Thankfully the agent lady was lovely and the experience, although scary, did me good.
When I was waiting in the room with people half my age who were overwhelmed because they had moved all the way from Sacramento and they were getting old now because they were 21 and were they going to find another Hollister to transfer their part time job to I had to remind myself that actually I've been in similar situations back home, it's no different out here. Maybe I'm a bit different to the norm out here but different is good, scary is good.
So today I applied for a theatre job and now I have my first audition lined up.
Maybe tomorrow I'll buy those poo bags!
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