OK - So what if I only had a nap this morning before coming to the office? So what if I am an almost useless waste of flesh today. My dreams are coming true and no one is going to burst my bubble.
I got a call from one of the local casting agencies that they need an actra member for a shoot this weekend to be a waitress... OK - sure, I can pretend (I have never really been a waitress unless you count camp, and the spaghetti dinner at Beth Tikvah)... in a movie that Christian Bale stars in. I LOVE HIM. I am really not a startsruck person... I've worked on a hundred sets over the years and these things really don't phase me... BUT CHRISTIAN BALE!!! Someone pinch me!!! The only thing better would be the threesome porn movie that Dave and Selin came up with, but that is a whole other story.
As an aside - my parents played such a nasty trick on Corey and I this weekend... They had us going for a good 45 minutes that cousin Helen used to follow us when we went out to make sure we weren't getting into any trouble. Now, I wasn't worried for myself as I was somewhat of a goody-goody in high school (Helen would have had much more fun following me around when I was at McGill), but Corey... hooo boy!!! He started spilling all the beans to her "Did you see me here with so and so..." Finally I said "Mom, please tell me you are joking... and she started to laugh.
HA HA. Funny parentals. Funny.
Movie review: The Hills Have Eyes
This movie was sick, perverted, weird and gory. The acting was not fantastic, and I laughed quite a few times. I don't think I was supposed to be laughing. And another thing, if you have the choice between Moulin Rouge and this film - watch Moulin Rouge for the hundreth time. Sing the songs... Horror films should not be watched at midnight on Sundays before starting off the week. I am so bloody tired today.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... leftovers for dinner. Matzah ball soup anyone?
Bathing suit update: Washed, folded and back where it belongs. Thanks also to Dave for remembering the stuff I forgot at his house. Just call me Forgetful Jones...
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