Too busy gazing at stars...

Heyyyyyy ya! Hey ya.

Lots of new things! Get ready..... go.

(1) Un: For those of you who didn't read the Hair post and won't read the Hair post and want to know about Hair in this post: Hair was awesome. Great experience. Great. Great. Grate. GR8! LOL! JK 9er 9er... (Text-speak is gross, people. Stop doing that.)

(2) Deux: I am stoked on a lot of things, but this is pretty neat. I've audited two classes at Playhouse West, observed the students and directors and really enjoyed myself. I was impressed with the work and felt my heart pulling towards it, just begging me like a kid begs his mom for candy. "Can we go? Can we take classes? Pleeeeease!" So when I met with the founding director I remained very calm while my heart railed against my ribcage like that little kid, begging permission to take classes. He said yes, and then spelled my name incorrectly, and now I get to go play at acting school in North Hollywood.

(This photo taken approximately 30 seconds after leaving the school, sent immediately to Tristen's phone, and now hangs on the fridge under a magnet that says "Must Have Coffee")

(3) Trois: The Hardware store! My workplace. Well, I AM NO LONGER A CASHIER. But I'm still in Hardware store country, only now I am the ADMINISTRATION OF SALES office chick person lady ninja. I actually asked for ninja to be in my title but Steve said he can't fit it on the business card. I said "I get business cards?!" Then I said "It won't fit... pshhh... that's because you're not a ninja." Anyways people listen up here: If there's one thing I do better than shootin' the shishkabab in Spanglish with customers who set their chihuahuas on my counter, it is ADMINISTRATE. What does that even mean? It doesn't matter. I will get my hands on some Excel spreadsheets and wheely chairs and a legal pad for note-taking, and this sounds so sweet. Almost as sweet as the sound of receipt paper printing... or babies crying or cell phones ringing or my favorite word EVER: "Where's..." followed by some graphic hand gesture that I am to decipher as being somehow related to the item this person needs... I could probably move into Major League Baseball at this point and become a secret ninja code reader of plays they are going to do... I envision myself sitting in a niiiice box with binoculars and a big stogey in my mouth saying "Yeahhh see, he's gonna bunt see... then he's gonna look fooooor... a paint roller! but he's not sure what - hm - oh! not sure what size, but it's a 9" and he needs Purdy brand. Only Purdy." So I'll be doing office stuff, essentially. That's about all there is with that. I'm extremely happy. ProMOtion. Fun.

(4) Quatre: I know what you're thinking, "So Alison that's neat but ummm how come you're not in New York?" Well, okay, fine. I will tell you because I realize that a lot of you have been following me for years and waiting for your tickets to my shows... And part of truth is that I'm not there YET. Another part of the truth is that I'm here NOW and I'm learning about why that is. I'm learning that this is an extremely important time in my life and I'm laying some crucial foundations for myself physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, financially, etc. I'm working toward a whole self, and working towards wellness.

I've also found that I'm content with the idea of being here if it means I'm getting work. I'm in a good place with some really great contacts that I'm pursuing. If they can employ me, is it right to let it slip even even though I'm in LA right now? Nooope. So we'll see what happens and let it keep happening. I'm happy to let it be.

Thanks for reading, those of you who crawled to the finish line with your eyeballs gasping for gatorade. I'll splash you with some, here, *splash* That's better.

Lots of love.

AV