I know everyone’s posted about it already, but all I can think of is the crazy out of control fire creeping it’s way toward the city. And of course that makes “city on fire! city on fire!” from sweeney todd play in my head.
— Winnie the Pooh
I’m starting to get tired of walking into an audition room and people asking, just how tall ARE you, exactly?
I’m just under 5’10”, which is tallish for a lady, but I’m not some giant freak of nature. Put your eyebrows back down, please. Thank you.
Please stop throwing up ink on my resumes. Thanks!
Love and kisses,
because 11pm is ALWAYS the best time to rearrange your room.
If I were stranded on a desert island and could only bring one person with me, I would bring Bear Grylls.
“Why, yes, darling. I’d love some roasted grub for dinner.” ;-)
I have started to muse over what to be for halloween. In a week or two, it’s about to get real serious. If you have any awesome suggestions, throw ‘em my way! I’m more of a “creative/interesting/hey i already kind of look like that” costume person than the slutty costume type, fyi. Possibly because I don’t have much cleavage to flaunt if I wanted to. Have I said too much?
Another night of trying to entice sleep to come to me. I’ve done pretty much everything but make sweet love to mr. sandman in an effort to get some snoozing done tonight. Perhaps I’ll slip into something more “comfortable” and try to get him in bed with me.
You hear that, Mr. Sandman? You come here to me…stud. Grrrowl.
I plan on having coffee on oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for breakfast for about the next week.