Amanda Bynes was at Death Ray tonight. Just thought all you’d boys would give a shit. One of my guy friends was just talking about his big crush on her and I don’t remember who it was…. so yeah, tell him for me. I did find it hilarious since I was creeped out upon learning she dated Seth Macfarlane via Stern yesterday (sure she’s legal, but I remember her as a Nickelodean kid and that’s just wrong).
O yeah, but all I cared about is that Kevin Nealon did a surprise set at CDR, and that just about made my night.
GOD DAMN IT EVERYONE HAS SEEN HER AROUND TOWN BUT ME.
Tonight, I’m working at Groundlings from 7 to 12. Then I go home, go to bed, and go to my other job at 9am. From there, I go to class at noon, then leave early to get to Groundlings to work 2:30 to 10:30.
In June of 2007 we moved into a three bedroom apartment in Studio City. The only caveat was that the place was being turned into condos in December 2007. However, this also meant that rent was incredibly cheap, since it was a short-term lease. Plus, we really liked the neighborhood.
Since then, our lease has been extended every six months, thanks to the housing market and economy being so crappy. We are still in the same place.
Yesterday, we got a letter that there will be no development at our building for at least two more years. That’s two more years of us paying “you’ll be kicked out in six months so rent is cheap” rent.
I am going to Toronto next month for my brother’s bachelor party weekend. I would like to be back by noon on Sunday the 10th for my class show at UCB…which means my tentative schedule looks like this:
Thursday- Fly to Detroit. Go out to dinner with family, etc. Spend the night at home.
Friday - Drive to Toronto with my brother and his friends.
Saturday - Go out in Toronto. Cab to the airport at 5am. Depart at 8am. Arrive at LAX at 11am. Go straight to UCB to perform at noon.
While it seems pretty fucking ridiculous to many, and I could just as easily fly out of Toronto at noon for the same price and miss my show…my life has been really fucking boring lately. Performing at Upright Citizens Brigade in the morning after a night of partying in Toronto sounds kind of…exciting.
All of the webisodes are written, revised, and completely completed. Voiceover recording sessions are being held some time in the near future in Vancouver (which I hope to be present for, but most likely will not) with the sound guy, then the animator will get started.
Having all of these people interested in working on this series for free, just because they enjoy my script so much, is tremendously rewarding, and I can’t wait to see how it turns out.
Also, I am running a 10K in two weeks for pancreatic cancer. While I initially chose this run because it was a 10K and it was in Zuma Beach, I am more than happy to run for the cause. If you have read Chapter 12: Glow Sticks & Waffle Cones, you may remember that one of my managers at Cold Stone lost a battle with pancreatic cancer, leaving behind his wife, young daughter, and an ice cream maker named Aunt Bea. While that happened several years ago (so long ago I can’t even remember his daughters name…or even if the type of cancer was pancreatic for that matter…) I still think about him and his family and how awful it is they had to go through that.
That’s all for now. I mean, I have more to say but I feel any tumblr post that is more than a few paragraphs and doesn’t include an indie rock song or photo of an Obama portrait made entirely of paint swatches goes overlooked anyway.