i love eddie stalinky
Yesterday I was wearing my red polo dress and a homeless man on the street shouted "Red Rover, come over here!" In my opinion this is not the best tactic to get money out of me. It was weird. My audition addiction is spiralling out of control. It seems like right now my entire life revolves around trying to satisfactorily get my work done between endless (and, thus far, fruitless) tryouts for plays I may or may not even be a good match for. The other day, I did a reading for an Cambodian prisoner executed by the Khmer Rouge. It's getting a little ridiculous. Are you there, God? It's me, Shanda. Cast me in something already.