I couldn't even fall asleep, calculating the good deeds I could enumerate today in place of attending my second assignment as a HOLLYWOOD EXTRA this year; lost another half hour of precious shut-eye that, as I returned to my bed after silencing my cell phone's alarm and turning it off, I did not miss for anxious excitement.
I lay there, 6:15 am, for a good ten minutes before getting up, taking a shower, and driving to the Paramount lot in Hollywood, proper.

I was a stand-in today for none other than Ray Romano. Needless to say, I am excited for his upcoming television program, "Men of a Certain Age." Looks to combine the best of Romano's characteristic comedic charm with some heartfelt middle aged bean-bag personal reconciliation that old farts must really get bent about for NBC or whomever to be marketing an entire TV show with it, damn.
Odd staring myself down in a teleprompter sitting on that uncomfortable stool for however many hours--not too terribly many, and we 'wrapped' early, to boot.
I will accept a $200 check in the mail in the next 3-4 weeks, declare it on my upcoming California state Employment Development Department Unemployment Benefit bi-weekly inventory, and a comparable amount will be subtracted from my next check.
I have yet to tell my father I have quit my job as a telemarketer, or acquire a duplicate title for my automobile now 6 months' past its registration due date.
I labored over number 11 for the past two days and have ultimately decided to wait, to let it be--
BFF Brian came over today to lay down some silky tracks for the drum requirements of this musical endeavour, and hearing what he's come up with and the humble receptive nature with which he not only listened to my suggestions but seemingly appreciated them has lit me up as though a Christmas Tree.
We resolved to establish our strategy for numbers 5 and 7, allow Bry Bry time to solidify said strategies, and reconvene, here, in the lab.
Tentatively Saturday.
I am blessed by the overwhelmingly positive and encouraging response I am receiving from the musicians/friends whose help I have enlisted in this process, god.
Make a day of it
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