We need a roommate super bad for the first. The one we found fell through today officially *sigh*.
"Newly remodeled 2 bedroom house in Echo Park, hardwood floors, large (appx 12x15) bedroom with big closet. HUGE three level back yard, free laundry, driveway parking, wireless internet and Direct TV.
Must be cat and dog friendly (dog is a terrier mix - totally sweet and chill). No other pets please! Room comes furnished but it doesn't have to be!
$950/month - all bills included. Move in date Sept 1st. Flexible lease. 1 month security.
Easy walk to many buses and to Sunset Blvd. Short drive into Los Feliz and Sunset Junction as well as downtown. Quick access to the 101, 2, 5, 110"
The last pic is technically our bedroom but they are the same size. We're going to take pics of the actual room (with the furniture) once our current roommate moves out. Our actual CL ad is here.
Did I mention that my show opens Friday? Are you broke and wanna come see it? We're having an invite only preview on Wed and Pay What You Can night on Thursday at 8. It's looking mad cool... myspace.com/spiderbitesplay
Seriously folks: A Word Of Advice
Current mood: exhausted
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
If you want off of a mailing list cutting your name and address OUT OF THE MAILING won't help you.
Neither will leaving a nasty message on someone's voice mail about how angry you are about it with just your name to "identify" you. If you aren't going to leave your full address as it is written on the piece of mail at least leave a phone number.
And just sending the mail back all stuffed in the envelope is no good either - write that you want to be removed from the list. And then give it 2-3 months to actually stop getting mail before you get all pissy.
Now if only I could get people to stop writing horrible slurs back and sending pennies...
I will be playing the role of 'Young Buster Keaton' in Theatre of NOTE's February 2009 production of Film by Patrick McGowen. It's a movie dork/theatre dork dream. A play about the making of a short film by film and theatre legends: Buster Keaton, Alan Schneider and Samuel Beckett. They all made a short film (Schneider and Becketts first) together in 1965. I get to play the young version of Keaton! Yay!
What's sad sad sad to me is how many people have said to me: who's Buster Keaton?
Am I really me? I don’t know. Apparently I do not sound cool on the phone.
Category: Life
So I just got a call from someone asking for me: Mandi.
I said that it was me.
She said - I don't know if this is the right Mandi. "Are you an artist?" "Uhhhh sort of"
"I think I have a different Mandi - I met a really cool Mandi at this art opening. Were you at an art opening?"
"It's very possible - when was it?" (I've been to several recently)
"A couple months ago"
"Maybe..."
"I don't think this is the right Mandi. I have another number that I am going to try. Thanks"
UHhhhhhhhh - You have my number. It's me.
I think I may have to call this person back when I am not at work and maybe I will sound "cooler".
Or maybe she should have just identified herself and been a little less cryptic and I would have been able to pinpoint if I've met her or not... I hope we didn't make out or something. That would be awkward...
***edit/update/haha***
A Google search of the number solved the mystery (sort of). Someone is attempting some very bad amateur detective work...
I start rehearsal for Spider Bites this weekend. I am super excited. It's a collection of short plays and poems written by Jaqueline Wright who wrote this play Buddy Buddette that I was in in 2003. It was the play that introduced me to Theatre of NOTE (even though it wasn't done there). Jackie also starred in the first play I saw in LA: Richard III (at NOTE - she was Richard: amazing). Although I came to Buddy Buddette through my friend Lena, from Orlando. Ahhh year of the 2 3...
So all of these things have come around here and now with a creepy and touching and FUN script with a kick ass group of actors and a new (to me) director I am excited to be working with. So yeah, get ready.
"You know this is 2008. People don't climb up a hill in the suburbs to die." A whimsical collection of poems, images and small plays, the grim reaper is in the driver's seat and people do climb up hills in the suburbs to die. Femme fatales get hot and brutal and the crayon drawings of a child come to life as death, punishment and lies are explored in absurd and unexpected ways- in a world where beauty looks like death and death looks like beauty and the caller on the telephone wants to know, "What's the dead guy doing on your floor?"
We found these sweet little stray kittens about a month ago and have been fostering them through the North Central Animal Shelter, well it's getting to be time for them to be adopted and we want to make sure that they have homes right away so that they don't spend a single day at the shelter and don't run the very possible risk of being euthanized because we have come to love them SO very much. If we had a big ol' house we would keep them all in a second. They are super sweet and super cute. They have very distinct personalities and will be total sweeties to whatever home they go to. There will be a small fee since you will be going through the Animal Shelter - it's $68 but that covers their shots up to this point, microchipping and fixing so it's really nothing in the larger picture!
rushed
exhausted
breezy
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