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[Nov. 13th, 2009|11:39 am] |
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Twenty pairs of shoes and not a single first aid kid. For shame, Claudia. |
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|11:14 am] |
Attention, reincarnate actors:
A new television drama will begin filming in Los Angeles around the end of the month. We're still casting for two of the principals. They are:
Thomas Sharpe: Male, 25-35. Reincarnate is Penny (Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog). A good singing voice is not required but would be an excellent plus. Young professional. Focused, career-driven, slowly becomes mentor figure to the teenager next door. (See below.)
Chris Lynch: Male. Actors must be able to pass for 17-18. Reincarnate is Roy Batty (Blade Runner). Lives with his single mother and younger brother (nonreincarnates). New to the reincarnate community. Trying to figure himself out.
Contact me for more information about the script and the shooting schedule. We'd like to hold auditions as soon as possible. The job is paid, but I won't be able to offer you much money to start. The show will air on the Agency Network and there are reincarnates in the industry, so the early benefit is measured in exposure.
Again, most of the filming will be done in Los Angeles (with exteriors in New York), but the production is all-reincarnate so it's completely acceptable to use the MTN to travel. |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|12:10 pm] |
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[Aug. 21st, 2009|10:37 pm] |
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Okay, so a dinner date's been canceled on account of my irritating reincarnate. I should take his body out for a spin, just to spite him. |
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[Jul. 31st, 2009|05:04 pm] |
I've had Life During Wartime stuck in my head ever since the Agency announcement.
"This ain't no party. This ain't no disco. This ain't no foolin' around."
Yes, I know. Inappropriate post is inappropriate. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2009|05:24 pm] |
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It never ceases to amaze me when other production assistants say 'no' to the bosses. 'No, I can't stay late to photocopy scripts, I have to catch the bus home.' Didn't you know what you were getting into when you took this job? Don't bite the hand that feeds you, seriously. |
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[Jul. 1st, 2009|11:52 pm] |
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I know I bitch incessantly about Adam, but the truth is that if he were a real guy out in the world and not a voice in my head, I'd have tried to hit on him already. He's less of a dick than the guys I usually date. |
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[Jun. 16th, 2009|11:02 pm] |
Got into a shouting match at the hardware store today. Fucking Adam. I think he's rubbing off on me. The cashier was refusing to honor a coupon that the lady in front of me had brought in and I went into Righteous Indignation mode.
...then Adam got angry with me for raising my voice. Can't win, I swear. |
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[Jun. 6th, 2009|01:03 am] |
Bastard. If it weren't the equivalent of slitting my own throat, I'd kill that son of a bitch. He keeps buying clothes and hanging them in my closet. It wouldn't be such a problem except that he doesn't remind me that they're there, and why would I think to worry about having men's clothes mixed in with my own? I live by myself.
So then the boyfriend catches a glimpse.
"Whose are these?"
I can explain it away, I figure.
"They're mine. When, uh. I have to haul stuff around at work. Don't want to wear my dress pants, you know."
"Oh really? You have a 34" inseam?"
Shit. So I make up something lame about how they were on sale and I cuff them up, and he's not impressed. There's a huge fight, he storms out, and instead of a nice dinner out, I'm microwaving leftover mac and cheese. Adam's excuse for himself? 'He was a jerk. You can do better.' Bastard. See if I let you drive anytime soon. Hell. See if I give you any say about anything for the next month. Auuuugh. |
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