Happy St. Patty's day!!!

I believe that life is a prize, but to live doesn't mean your alive- in this very moment I'm king- No, I'm not lucky I'm blessed, yes. But I couldn't do it all alone, we- we done did every thing they can think of... Greatness is what we on the brink of. I'm really tryin to make it more that what it is, cause everybody dies but not everybody lives. I wish I could have this moment for life, cause in this moment I just feel so alive.

Just sayin. Or cutting down what Nicki and Drake said so well

Horoscope for the rest of your days

I believe that believing you're fated for something great or something challenging that you can overcome, changes your destiny.

I'm writing a birthday card for a friend, and I looked up his horoscope and then had this random thought that I'd be out to dinner with him and his friends and his girlfriend gave me a speech about how horoscopes are crap because we shape our own futures which, in this thought, I found very annoying because it sparked a livley conversation about controlling your own destiny and the convo was driven by everyone else assumption that I don't believe we have control because I believe in horoscopes.
And that thought led me to thinking up my opening sentence, which I had to share because it reminds me of my thoughts and questions about god and faith- and furthers my argument that it's our belief in something greater, even if it's inside of yourself, that ties us all together, not necessarily what that god is or represents, or if one even exists. 

taxes

Is it so much to ask? Is it...? All I want is correct and TIMELY receipts for my purchases this year.

I finally got my rent receipt. It is short about $1100. Still haven't gotten my stupid head shot receipt. I even complained to the Better Business Bureau- but that all that prompted was annoying emails from the stupid photographer calling me crazy. Who takes 4 months to give someone a receipt?!?!?!
I know that if I shorted someone on their receipt, service or money or wasn't prompt or professional about it, I would get caught and get in shit.

Obviously none of these fuckers have ever been audited. Well I have. And it's not pleasant. So I require the exact amount on all of my receipts, properly dated and signed and what not, delivered to me in a timely manner.

If this is part of being an adult, I quit. I'm never going to grow up. Because it sucks.

Stupid responsibilities.
Pfff.. like I need an extra one, going around fixing these stupid peoples mistakes. 

If this is true....

"Be careful of your thoughts, for your thought become your words.

Be careful of your words, for your words become your actions.

Be careful of your actions, for your actions become your habits.

Be careful of your habits, for your habits become your character.

Be careful of your character, for your character becomes your destiny."

Author unknown

...Then I'll be single for all of eternity but as successful as all hell. SO... let's get the ball rolling on the success part and I'll work on the love bit, cause right now, I feel like the world isn't hearing me. 

Chris Frampton (rot)

So I got headshots done in November by Chris Frampton. A few fellow actors recommended him and the agent I was signing with had actors who used him and they were all pleased. I had a consultation with him and decided to get my headshot done by him.
I paid 100$ more than he advertises but he told me that he'd recently up'd his prices to remain competitive, a very believable argument.
When I went to meet him at his studio/apartment he was very organized and formal.
A few days before I went to get my actual headshots done, he emailed me asking if I could change my time slot for another gig, but I couldn't because I had to work. A few emails back and forth resulted in my time staying as it was. I was a little annoyed but it's no big deal- stuff comes up right?
When I went to his studio on the day, he wasn't there. And I had a bad feeling. My sister and Mama had stayed over the night before and felt that, based on his emails, he was already unprofessional and too expensive.
Don't worry, I didn't go with my gut. :|

I waited about 15 minutes at his studio, only to watch Chris wander home from the local coffee shop!!!! I was so mad, I sat in my car deciding what I wanted to do. The wait list to get in to see other photographers was just as long as his, most of them longer- if I didn't get my headshots done that day, they may not have been ready to go come January when I was ready to start working with my new agent.
I decided to go in. Of course his doorbell didn't work, so I had to email him to get in to his damn place.
Then I went in and the makeup artist he used did a bad job- but in hers and my defense, I thought she had done a good job at the time.
He took several pictures, pretty much all the same, different shirt.
I wrote him a cheque for $480 that I thought covered everything, turned out that I still owed $100 to the makeup artist.
I got my photos about a week later and hated them all except two, but my agent found 7 or so she liked and narrowed it down to 3 that we've been using.
The cheques were cashed within 2 weeks of the shoot. I have been asking since then, November 2010 for my receipt from the shoot so I can do my taxes and Chris responded to me once saying that he was waiting for them to come in, but he'd email it to me.
I've asked him several times since then for the receipt and my new agent even emailed asking for it and he has yet to respond to either of us. I checked the obid's, he's not dead and he wasn't in an accident. And if all he's doing is emailing the damn receipts, the draw one up in Word and friggin email it!!!

I want to report him to whoever you report douche bag business owners to but I can't find him being registered anywhere.

If you're reading this Chris, I hope you never act like this again with anyone else. How would you like it if no one would issue you receipts for all the camera equipment and materials you bought?

And while I'm letting things out...

W hotel, give me my damn money back!!!!

"I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder." - G.K. Chesterton

Tuesday-
I slept in until I had to pee so badly, I got up. Kami came over and brought me coffee even though she wasn't getting one. Then we played Wii fit at her house (yay. I'm 44...), went to a Zomba class then the Pickle Barrel and ate a disgusting amount of food and went and saw I Am # 4 and I realized that I'm getting older and it may be inappropriate for me to stare at these young on screen hotties and came home and began watching all my shows I missed from last week.

Then, read this and got all teared up: http://kokounplugged.blogspot.com/

Don't we all have a lot to be thankful for, and to fight for, and to dream about? Don't we all have so many people to love, so many downs to stand up from, so much life to laugh at?

Thanks for the reminder!

Now I'm going to get back to one of the things I'm thankful for- tv. Just watched the Mentalist from last week... so good. But first I'm going to email my mother back, so she knows I'm thankful for her too.

Automatic Updates and Colin Firth

So... Colin Firth proposed last night. I'm sure that's what he meant to do, when he was giving that acceptance speech. So clever. And funny. Perhaps if I spread rumors, like that he wants to marry me and leave his wife, him and his wife will split, and Colin will seek out the person who started the rumors, discover he adores me and teaches me everything he knows. Perhaps.

Or perhaps my computer will just keep popping up with the reminder that my computer needs to shut down for an automatic update. If computer's are so smart, why, when I had my computer in Standby and then Sleep all day, did it not do the updates- why does it have to wait until I want to use it to update?

Unrelated:

It's March. I totally forgot. I'm kind of annoyed that it's here already. As time is flying, so it seems, without me. Is this what getting older is? Seeing younger girls and boys out doing things you used to do, and wishing you'd done things different or more of some things and less of others, then looking forward at all you have left to give? I don't like it- it's weird. Because I remember my parents saying things like, "When I was your age yaddi yaddi yaddi" and now I've been around long enough to say the same thing. Crazy.

Unrelated:

This incredibly good looking and poised, well dressed manly man was sitting in a booth behind my friends and I at Earls today and he kept elbowing me when he'd reach his arm across the back of the booth to slouch. Turns out he was doing it on purpose to get my attention, according to my male counter part anyway. I did not find it amusing and told the chiseled man such. He said sorry. Aaaaannnd, We are not engaged.