I missed the Disney deadline.
Apparently notaries don't work Friday afternoons. I went to three different places and the notary was out at all of them. Then there was the place where they were signing people up for quickie Botox injections. I didn't stick around long enough to see if their notary was there.
I had the bio done, the script ready, the paperwork all filled out, but I couldn't find a notary in time to go to the post office. That's what I get for procrastinating. I can still go for WB and Universal, but everybody knows Disney's the best.
On the upside, I got my bed put together. Although he wasn't an underwear model, my assistance did come at the hands of a hot young thing who's handy with a screwdriver, although sadly I only know about that in a literal sense. But now I can sleep up high and look out the window from my bed. I have a nice view of Wilshire.
It will have to make up for the Hollywood view I won't be getting this year. Stupid Disney deadline.
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I could have sworn this post contained a defamatory generalization about "boys." Did you edit that out, or am I crazy?
ReplyDeleteBecause I was going to ask for some qualifications to that statement...
Congrats on the bed, and my sympathies on Disney.
Yes. I realized certain boys might actually see my blog and misunderstand. Long story short, I've been head gamed and I don't like it.
ReplyDeleteDamn, sorry to hear about Disney. Look on the bright side, it'll give you even more time to perfect an even more kick-ass script.
ReplyDeleteI've been reading up on the origin of the human species in a wonderful special edition of Scientific American. With all of the igneous abilities evolution has wrought us, it's interesting that the ability to play head games is on the list.
ReplyDeleteJust take solace in your awesome new bed.