|Kate and Lauren at Blues Liberation Front|
Joey, a fellow from Nashville and a friend of a mutual acquaintance between us,
and Megan, a sweet heart from Chicago who has sailed the world and seen it's wonders.
Megan comes with a +1 named Zoey who is an absolute treat. She has hair all over her body, she's always excited to see you, she's mellow, and she never makes a peep. Honestly, I'm worried Joey and Megan might kick me out and then just give Zoey my room.
Feb 14th I was to be out of the apartment I had in Glendale. I met Megan and Joey that day on the 14th to ensure that all 3 of us were not shit faces and could actually room together. Happenstance brought us together, and it turns out that none of us are crazy
(I wouldn't say that Kevin, a lot of signs point to you being...)
|Nasty chair out in the desert with The Hundreds|
During that time, Megan and Joey hunted for, found an apartment, and put in the applications. I needed a place, I trusted them to make a good judgement, my judgement was not misplaced. Our apartment is better than I deserve. Wood floors, my own room, nice kitchen, closets upon closets of storage, large bathrooms, washer and drier, my own parking space... this place is very nice.
So, now I live in North Hollywood, and I will until next Feb. Hell, I might keep living here next year, who knows. That's a long ways off.
|Courtyard of the Apartment|
|Megan and Joey on the "balcony"|
Of course, it dawns on me that I've been living out here for 5 months. 5 months I've been out here. I have seen many sights, walked many places, done many things, and I've still got savings left.
Everyone, you may applaud.I made a budget, and then I tossed that budget and did what I wanted, and somehow I kinda stuck to that budget.
Of course, those savings I have left are dwindling rapidly now that I've got bills to pay. I am avoiding getting a "real" job like the plague, but its getting to the point that I may need to...
Here is my reasoning behind not getting a "real" job.
Nashville is great.
I love Nashville, I love the people in Nashville, I love the things in Nashville.
I could live in Nashville and work a shitty, dead end job and have a pretty good time.
L.A. is fine.
The people I hang out with are great, but most other things, while fun, are things that can be trumped by Nashville.
I love Nashville, I think L.A. is fine.
So, if I love Nashville and I think L.A. is fine, I am not going to live in a city that I think is fine and work a shitty dead end job when I could live in a city that I love and work a shitty dead end job.
I moved out here to act and damn it I am going to!
I've met so many actors out here who are all doing what I'm doing. They are working at getting in and making it, but I know a lot of them are bogged down with their shitty dead end jobs. They are consumed by them. "I can't, I'm working tonight." "I couldn't make that audition because no one would cover my shift." "I'm a server and every night I'm working on the threshold of hell."
Not to mention I worked the food industry in Nashville where the vast majority of people have manners and they seem to forget those manners when they are at a restaurant. I've met a lot of people from here. Manners are not something people are into here, nor is common courtesy a large thing.
I don't need that... not in my life.
So, I'm scrambling around, hunting for paying gigs and jobs around town. Picking up shifts here and there, working on keeping my head above the ring of debt that acts like a black hole for so many people.
I'm an actor, I'm living in LA, and I'll be damned if life gets in the way of me doing what I'm here to do.
What could go wrong?
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|Megan and Munchkin, board game night #1|
|Photo shoot with Jamie. Tim Burton themed|
|Squirt is a big deal out here. Squirt is a big deal, period|