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disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.

note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.


2007.04.12 12:27 p.m.

So, sometimes I link over to this website where I can submit myself for auditions. It's basically what my agent does for me, and most of the things posted there are tiny projects, non-union stuff, and student films. I rarely actually submit because mostly my agent does it for me. But the other day I submitted myself for a non-paying project that would be really great exposure and looked like fun and the character description was: "Plain type. On the meek side. Skirt, blouse and cardigan type....there is nothing hip or current about this girl/woman. Offers up a suggestion...and gets shot down." And it said it was a comedy, so that'd be fun probably.
But so my agent calls me (everything goes through him even if I submit myself) and he said the specs have changed so that now they're looking for a porn star.
Now I have no idea what to wear, how to play it. At all.
Why are they still calling me in? This is absurd. I in no way resemble a porn star. And it would take a lot of work to make me into one.
So now I have to go to this audition this afternoon and it's at 4:20 and I have to be at skydome for 5. So I'll probably be late for work and have to cab it over and all for.... nothing. Because there's no way I'm getting this pornstar part.
But I can't NOT go because I get to audition for a casting director I haven't seen yet in the real world, but who loved me when I went in with my class in school. And it's the first audition I've had in way too long.

Whatevers forevers.
Gotta go find something to stuff my bra with.

I still love skydome. Even though last night was dead and I made very little moneys. I worked by myself though so at least I didn't have to share. And I made virtually the entire security team hang out and visit with me. I'm making more of an attempt to be friendly this year. I'm oddly shy and I find it hard to be friendly. I'm not sure why. I'm terribly awkward. But, yes, so I'm making an effort. So far it's good.
I just hate people who are overly-friendly and fake, and so I dread being seen as one of those, so I go to the opposite extreme.

It's funny how much I like being a good worker. I really do. If only I took such pride in the upkeep of my own life and home.

previously - and then

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all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15

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