I'm a working girl!

What up sweet thangs? The biggest news is that I have a job! WOOOOO! Lauren and I both got hostess jobs at Keen's Steakhouse: www.keenssteakhouse.com. That's right. I hear you laughing as you're eating your beef fajitas and chicken casseroles. The vegetarian got a job in a steakhouse. Ha ha ha. I'm not going to lie. The cheeseburgers looked good today, but hey- don't hate. And please don't start sending me recipes that involve meat. Quick story- whenever I told my sister I was thinking about eating meat about a year and a half ago she got all excited and started talking to me about buffalo meat and how it was so lean and so good for you. She said, "you know Em, if you wanted to start eating meat you can just start off on organic meat." Then she got me the magazine "Organic Living" for my birthday that year. Sweet thing. I guess she really wanted me to get some protein in my diet or something. All in good fun- I loved the magazine, but never got around to trying ta tonka (Miner family joke.)

The job is going well. I've only been there for 2 days, and so far it's exactly what I expected. It's pretty much a type of receptionist position except I'm on my feet all day. I would ask one of the roommates for a foot rub....but...I've already done that. And it was quite comical, I might add. It went a little something like this:

Let me set up the scenario for you. Omar comes home pretty drunk- drunk enough to make fun of him to his face without him realize what's going on. So...I used it to my advantage:

O: So whatever you girls want me to do around the apartment, seriously just tell me and you can consider it done. I'm serious girls, whatever.
E: Oh, that's great that you say that because last week you told us you would rub our feet.
O: Uh...I did?
E: Yeah, you don't remember?
O: Ha ha....ha. You're just messing with me.
E: no seriously. You told us last week that you would give us both foot massages.
O: oh ok.

That's right. He was my bitch.

Lauren and I went to one of our favorite local spots tonight, The Brick, for a little girl time before Omar gets back. (He went out of town.) It's honestly been a little nice to have the place to ourselves. Not that we don't enjoy his company, it's just that...well...you understand...he's a boy.

The pics are of Lauren and I tonight. That ungodly scrumptious pie was Omar's bday present- except I think I've eaten more of it than he has. It's a fresh open peach pie. Isn't it just lovely!!!?? My sister would have flipped over this pie! Oh sad...can't think of family right now...get a little mopey.

Speaking of which- I talked to my brother for the first time in 3 weeks. He's in Alaska for the summer, and he doesn't get cell phone reception, so we were finally able to talk last night. I literally had to go because hearing his sweet voice made me a little homesick. He just sounds so grown up. He asked me, "so do you ever ride the subway?" So cute. If he only knew.

That's about it for now. I think that peach pie is calling my name. Yep! Sure enough! It's beckoning me!

Until next time.
Em

One down, how many more to go?

First things first. I got called back to the 2 person show, and had a fabulous call back. I felt like I was being genuine with the character- pretty much all that I could really do. It came down to me and another girl, and we went back and forth like a tennis match. I would read, she would read. We would talk and giggle in between. I would read, she would read. It didn't help that she was cute and sweet. We got along well, and it wasn't the fake getting along that so many actresses seem to be so good at. I could honestly see her as the character, and just seeing that made me realize that she had gotten the role. I didn't really think I was going to get it for some reason, but maybe I did this on purpose to not get my hopes up in case I got...the call. Well, the call came and my instincts were right. I was told that I didn't look the part as well as she did, which is such a huge part of the equation. The odd thing is is I'm not upset. Sure it would have been a great part to play, but deep down I feel that this is exactly what is suppossed to happen. It makes me work harder for the next audition. Note to self: put "will change appearance for character" on resume. Just kidding.

The good thing is is that I met knew people, and I have a feeling they are good contacts. I'm trying to take something out of every NY experience I will have, this one not being an exception. So we'll see what's to come. Excuse me while I go try to find more monologues...

But until then, I'll leave you with some proof that Lauren and I are having a blast together. It's very funny- we turn into such school girls whenever Omar's away. Ok. That's a lie- we giggle just as much when he's here than when he's not. The following is an example of part of our Saturday night.

E: I feel like dancing. Do you want to dance?
L: Like what kind of dancing?
E: Just dancing to the music. (It was Byork)
L: Ok.

Done and done! I didn't have to twist her arm! So for a good 30 or 40 minutes we jammed in the livingroom. It was quite fun and honestly kind of therapeutic. We would laugh and giggle together, then we would go off into our own little world...my world was right in front of the floor fan. It's hotter than a mug up here.

Quickly, thank you for all the positive energy you all were sending my way during the audition and callback process. It really makes this whole huge giant leap of what I'm doing that much easier.

love love.
Em