Well here I am, minus any coyote sightings and no earthquakes as of yet. I moved to a great place in Los Feliz and bit the bullet with a year lease, flirting with being a bi-coastal lady for awhile. Also, just referred to myself as a lady. I signed commercially for west coast rep. with Reign Agency and so far its been nice. I booked a commercial for US Cellular and got to visit Oakland and sleep in a Hilton with free snacks and good toiletries. As I write this I realize what things stick in my brain. Food and good creams and lotions. I like Los Angeles and the nice amount of opportunities here, as well as the "slow hustle". Slow because you get to seize the days with great weather and a car and a nice size place to call your own. Hustle because things happen quick sometimes. I had a callback for NCIS and was told on the spot to come back at 6pm that night. And No I did not get it, but it was super nice to be in the room with the actual decision makers and show what I can do, rather than on a VHS tape in good ol NYC. With that said, I miss NYC sometimes and when the craving hits, its strong. I miss the subways and the food and Suki, our dog, and my best Friend Beth and my actor gals I loved supporting and working with. Its also weird that it is always sunny here, because you end up feeling bad if you wanna veg out or sleep in. I actually like a rainy day sometimes:) I like having a car, and the traffic is what it is, however the drivers here can be stinky. I am not sure if I have a "hit me" sign on my back but I was rear ended 2 times within two weeks. Maybe people sleep and drive here or show their love thru taps on other people's cars, but it has been stre. I just wanna have a healthy back and neck and shoulder area. Other than that, I am taking it day by day as my Sittu would say. Eating at home more, writing a bit more, and taking in this experience for all its worth. Maybe my next entry will start with "I BOOKED IT"....or "I was hit again and now have no back or neck or shoulder area."
So I have been in LA for 6 days. I have seen 2 raccoons and a fat, but cute skunk. I notice people like to have dogs and also like to keep the poopies everywhere, perhaps to "feed the California earth", or perhaps to have big foot Jen squish her new frye boots in it. I keep waiting for an earthquake. Today I was in the shower and thought "If the big one happens right now, I am ok with being naked in the front door frame for people to see." I have been working out so people might be happy or even calm to see a fit naked lady with minimum pubic hair as the buildings started to shatter. Traffic is pretty intense between the hours of 12am and 12am. I started packing snacks in the car, and managed to finish the whole supply before I was home. Everyone is pretty and wears sunglasses and talks about the business. I wont lie and say my secret hope is that someone pulls up to me on the freeway and mistakes me for some cool celeb or up and coming designer. I like the sunshine and the fact that there is a Subway sandwich shop close by. It feels comforting. Apparently I don't need much to be comforted. I wish I could smoke pot like everyone and their mother does here. I just fear that as soon as I get my weed puffer card, take that big bong hit, and start to enjoy some sensation, the earthquake I am expecting will collide with a large, marinating panic attack that has been sitting below the surface of my brain. So far LA has been LA!