I'm not lying! I'm
devastated that Nik's not coming to Vancouver. (Or
in Vancouver, for that matter. These magic fingers...I tell ya, lady...

)
How quickly could you come up if I get called for L Word again? They called me, like, the day before the shoot (typical), but at most, I might get like, a weekend's notice.
I almost got someone! Well, actually THREE someones! And they all tried to get ME! One's name is Todd. When I was PAing on 'John Tucker', he approached me and we started talking about the industry. He's an actor and did some bit parts in a couple of films here. He's sort of squicky though. He asked for my number, and I demurred and said I'd take his, and never called. (Dude was in his early 40s, and had that sleazy actor look. Ew. I was just happy to get some validation. Pathetic, isn't it?)
Second guy is Adam, who works at the pharmacy with me. He's a couple of years older, has a B.A. in Communications - and he's Asian! Yet I STILL like him! (That's really saying something.) Unfortunately, he's as ambitious as a log, which just won't do. He doesn't understand why I'm not satisfied working there, even though he knows that my educational and work background would suggest that I'm sort of above working in a crap position like that. Even though he says he admires my ambition and the other jobs I've had, he has no drive to actually go out and look for a real job or go for more education. That won't do. Why would I want to date a guy who's lazier than me?
Third guy is a god with skin as dark as Taye Diggs. We met a couple of years ago on the set of Riddick (he was an extra, I was a PA). We hung out a bit and played checkers, but another guy gave me his number, so this one backed off. We (the god and I) ran into each other on a couple of film sets over the last couple of weeks, and he remembered my name, so I was too embarassed to ask him what his name was again. It was something hard to pronounce - he's from Nigeria but his English is flawless and he speaks really well. We saw each other again on the "She's The Man" set last week, and he gave me a big hug and we were flirting all day. (I'm the consummate professional, don't you know?) He's pretty wealthy - there aren't too many black actors in Vancouver, so he gets a lot of small roles and extra jobs. He owns his own condo in English Bay (the upscale part of Vancouver), and he's looking to buy a home in my suburb as well. Hot. Think of a better looking Djimon Hounsou. He said he was going to check up on me in the middle of the night when I was doing an overnight shoot for the movie and he'd already wrapped, and asked for my number, but I got freaked out, and jokingly told him I didn't want him calling me up in the middle of a take. I'm an idiot. He's well-read, well-spoken, probably the most gorgeous man who's ever hit on me without expecting something in return, and at the very least he'd be good for a fling, and I chickened out.
I'm not too worried though. I'll probably wind up doing a shoot from Wednesday through Saturday, and I'll probably run into him there. He's already been on 3 of the last 5 flicks I've worked on recently! I totally dig him, but I don't know if I want to date someone in the industry. The reason I didn't call the guy who gave me his number on the Riddick set, even though he was charming and good-looking, is because I figure if a guy that hot is hitting on me and he knows I've got some film connections, how do I know he's macking on me because he's interested? If this doesn't happen to me in my real life, I have no reason to believe that a hot guy who could have his pick of any of the flighty extra sluts on set would single me out. Cynical or realistic? So what's likely to happen with the Djimon-lookalike is we'll run into each other again, and continue to flirt with nothing materializing in the end.

But it was fun while it lasted!
ETA: I can't believe no one picked up on my witty Subject heading. Get it? With my indigestion problems? Pepto-Bismol...Pepto-Abys...aww, never mind. It's wasted on you. *watches witticism fly right over Ellie's head*
ETA2: I can't believe there have been over 10 views of this thread since I posted. I, uh, didn't think people really bothered to read this thing unless they were participating. So to any lurkers on here who have just read my neurotic, messy, verbose rant...dontcha wish you'd minded your own business instead now?
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
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Updated On: 7/4/05 at 04:38 AM