EPAs BITCHES

I had my first NYC EPA today. For those who don't know: Equity Principal Audition. I had the perfect monologue for it and it so happens to be one of my favorite plays. I was expecting to wait for hours to be seen. But got seen in just an hour! I chatted it up with a friendly girl named Brandy after she came to my rescue with paper towels from getting sparkling water all over my seat. Also the casting assistant (The casting director decided to leave early) told me that my monologue was "absolutely lovely." So I feel great. I would like a callback. So *crosses fingers*

Now I must sleep so I can be well rested for my photoshoot for a very well known Italian photographer. Life is strange but very good.

Children Whisperer

I get along better with kids than adults. My roommate calls me, "The Children Whisperer" as in I totally understand them and that they love me. It's a known fact.
It may be because I'm five years old. 

To My Future Business Partner...wherever you may be...

I was in charge of storytime for the Toy Store I work at. I'm a pro at storytime. Seriously. It's my thing. I think my managers didn't know just how amazing it was going to be. Afterward a co-worker of mine said and I quote, "That was f***ing professional. You are amazing at this. You need to have your own business. I'm dead serious."

And I've thought about it. I would love to have my own educational center that focuses on literacy for children with loads of drama games and imaginary play. It has crossed my mind many times. I'm not business savvy though. I would need someone who is good at that to help me. I'm better at the artsy stuff. I'm no good with all that paperwork. So if I find the right business partner who doesn't mind doing all that while I just stick to the curriculum and creativity then I'd be happy. 

Click. No more.

So I have Republican friends, and I have Democrat friends and I love them all. Seriously. But when it's election year, I really start to get annoyed. There's too much bashing and thrashing and serious horribleness that some (not all) partake in. I tend to click the link on Facebook to not get updates from them anymore. Click. No more.
I don't know how one can have that much hatred for another. It sickens me. No matter what party you're in. 

It's not Thanksgiving yet...but I'm thankful

For:

1. Communities coming together
2. Work
3. Auditioning
4. Foliage
5. Lounging
6. Champagne
7. Friends
8. Subways
9. Subway operators
10. Trader Joe's
11. Creativity
12. Making new friends
13. Coca Cola
14. Full stomach
15. Bra-less days
16. Brisk Days
17. Long showers
18. Naps
19. Volunteering
20. NYC

Just to name a few...

Annie Thompson

I have an "alter ego" as I call her. Her name is Annie. Annie Thompson. She goes to Columbia University and she's from Pennsylvania. She's studying radiology. She lives in The Heights. She only comes out when creepy people like to talk to me on the subway. She's not much of a party animal, and likes reading cook books. She also likes to knit and she is obsessed with Nutella. And I wouldn't be her friend if I met her.

She had to come out again today. Subways were miraculously running again though very limited. And they were free, so of course the crazies came out to play. So of course Annie did too.

I tried...

To go to work. I did. I even left three hours early because I knew the buses would be delayed. I didn't know  how completely backed up they were. 10 buses went by in an hour. I finally managed to get on one. I had to squeeze my way into a spot. Good thing I'm tiny. Then it took a half hour to get a few blocks. Then we hit Central Park North. Stopped. Completely stopped.
The bus driver joked over the PA, "Why don't ya'll take a nice walk down to 5th avenue and eventually I'll get there and pick you up."
So I got off after waiting semi patiently for forty five minutes. Headed on another street and decided to trek back home. It was easier than getting to Times Square. That would have taken another three hours, and by the time I got there work would be almost over. I had to just give up. It was useless. Completely useless.
Makes me really appreciate the subway now. Gosh, I miss it. Please come back soon. Please!