more cake please

my thoughts have been so jumbled lately. i've been generating a lot of new ideas and that's cool - sketches and video ideas and such. but always in the back of my head -i want more. i want to work, i want to work, i want to work! and get paid to act! i've been thinking a lot about this. and i've also been kvetching a lot - which is something i'd really love to eliminate from my life. the funny thing is - i've made more progress the past couple years than all the years i've been in NY. i'd like to just enjoy that fact. but there's a hungry little girl inside that wants more cake. today i'm gonna try and focus on enjoying the cake i already have. it's GOOD CAKE!

Y'ANO

the day began with some clarity. that didn't last long. there are bags all across our living room. bags and bags of clothes and in the kitchen - you're lucky if you can climb over the trajectory of bags - the mountains of bags. we got bugs. we got bugs and the bugs are making us put everything in bags. i hate'em. both. the bugs and the bags. i think i'll go home. crack open a beer. eat the rest of the unbelievably yummy flat noodles with beef, chili and basil that i treated myself to last night and watch some tudors. cause it's not like i haven't been bugging my eyes out on a computer screen all fucking day. OKAY?!!!!

hi guys. it's me. your friend annie. i'm slightly crazed.

Tickity Tock

Hey! Hey out there! I'm back! I bet your happy to see ME, huh?!
So, yup - it's been awhile. Not much to report on the 'my life is an amazing experience every day of my life. i can't wait to get out of bed in the morning!' scene. Though the book that inspired me to get my blog on is being made into a movie, i noticed. I don't feel very blog worthy these days. I'm miserable in this fucking office. I keep saying i am biding my time until I get a commercial or -a pilot? Oh, ladies and gents...trying to be optimistic takes work. Gotta look on the up and up. I've been working hard though. Got my reel made. I'm calling in favors, i'm really trying to visualize it happening and you know - bit by bit - i have to believe it is. i'm surely further along this year than i have been. i love performing, i love writing, i love the process - and i really, really would love to be paid for it so i don't have to walk into a soul sucking vacum everyday and worry that i'll never have a home, financial freedom, a family. i swear everytime i see a baby these days my womb cries. i saw THE CUTEST BABY EVER the other day and i seriously was pretending in my mind that she was my kid. it also added to my fantasy that she ran up to me and i'm almost possitive i heard her say 'mama'. oh boy. hickory dickory dock y'alls.