Thursday, May 21, 2009

No Fun Zone

Welcome to the death of the party.

Wednesday was ill-conceived.

Gorgeous day in NYC and I spent it locking myself up and trying to develop my pitch for this conference call I've got scheduled Thursday night. Skipped the gym. Now my head's a mess.

Manager called to check in. Producer of another project emailed me to check in. My agent sent me a script for a brand new project that I've never heard of. I should be grateful for the attention and the flowering opportunities—and I am to an extent—but it's also frustrating trying to juggle everything.

Shit. All right. Let me get this done.

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