Back in October when I dressed up as Lucille Ball, one of my coworkers said that she thought I was prettier than Lucille. I didn’t know how to react because I have always thought that Lucille Ball was the most gorgeous person to walk this earth. I didn’t know if I was happy with the compliment or wanted to slap her because it was an insult to Lucille.
On the movie set today, there was a reporter getting a story for the news about our movie. I didn’t know this. So I came walking out of a room stuffing my face with a giant sandwich, about ready to go sit in the other “empty” room when I realize they were interviewing someone and I was in the background of the shot. Luckily my eyes were covered with some aviators so they weren’t able to catch my full camera-fright-expression. All they got was me walking towards the room stuffing my face, stopping, staring, and then turning around. I really hope they edited it out. I don’t like being on camera.
This better be my cake
This is an awesome idea. Although I’d also be tempted to make all the lesser rings of power as a batch of cupcakes, and give them to my friends.
…But they would be all of them decieved, for another cupcake would be made.
In my apartment, in the fires of my oven, I will bake in secret a Master Cupcake to control all the others. And into this cupcake I will pour my flour, my sugar, and my will to dominate all confections.
So I had an interview today for the part time position at my work and I don’t know how it went. I’ve been in a funk so I doubt that I am actually going to get it. I’m going with the “don’t expect to get it so you won’t be disappointed” approach. All I know is that if I don’t get it, then I’m going to take that as a sign to go back to school. But if I go back, then I am going to only go and do special effects makeup so I will have to move out of state. And all of this is making me overwhelmed. I’m tired of being depressed because it makes me not want to do anything because I believe that I don’t deserve anything good right now.