Monday, May 28, 2012

No Time to be Scared!

Last night at 1am, I created my acting profile. I've spent the greater part of today sending out my resume, and while I've only heard back from "Louie" telling me I don't meet the qualifications (they asked for union...oh well, worth a shot! Louis CK! *drool*) it is definitely a start/step/click/*meow* in the right direction.

Im taking this Friday off of work because.....wait for it.... my two friends will be flying in! Welcome to New York Shasta and Nanette! You'll love your new home.

I'm ------ this close to having my apartment and my cat.

I'm ------ this close to everything.


Also, I am determined to go to the beach this summer and I WILL wear a bathing suit.... no excuses.


I need to start preparing audition pieces. BADLY. Any suggestions are appreciated.



Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Goals

When I moved to New York, I set very specific goals for myself:

1) Accrue a savings

2) Get on a lease within 1 year

3) Acquire a stable income

4) Move your cat down within the year


And by August 1st, I will have accomplished those goals. I'm lucky to have 2 Idaho friends (Nanette & Shasta)  moving down here, and to be able to lease an apartment with them in August. I'm lucky to have a full-time job. I'm lucky that I've found a way to build my savings. I'm lucky that I will have my cat again (arguably the one thing I consistently miss from Idaho).


I have grown a lot this year. I have figured out (partially) how to be an adult. I'm grateful.

I have made a close friend that has been a rock and a pillar of stability for me. Jess, you are an angel.


I have loved when I thought it was not possible.


I have become responsible.


Goals for the upcoming year:

1) Continue to exercise everyday, and continue to withhold from sugar

2) Learn to ask for what you want/deserve

3) Prepare and go on auditions

4) Be in at least two(2) paid productions (stipends count!)


also

5) Love yourself, and know that in time that love will be recognized and multiplied.





Sunday, October 2, 2011

Manhattan 3 months in the mix.

Wow. This place is..... so hard. And amazing. And scary. And thrilling.

So the theatre job I thought I had...... not legitimate. The guy wanted me to blow him for the job.I went to another job interview recently for a secretary position for a Hedge Fund Company... turns out the "secretary" was a web-cam stripper to keep clients investing. This is how wall street operates. Ugh. I've met so many genuinely creepy people, but I've met some wonderful people as well.

I've made one best friend: Natalie, who moved back to London.
I met a choice guy named Hugh, who moved back to Belfast.
And I met and fell in love with an entire pile of Irish lads from Cork, they were everything good about everything, they were my family, and I was lucky enough to find them; however, they too have gone back to Ireland. John, Keith, Colin, Dave, and Ken.... yes it is sappy, but you guys are my heart. I miss you crazy drunken bastards.

People leave. That is the hard reality. Those people that you love the most; you are never guaranteed lasting time with them. Cherish those moments, because every minute, no matter how small, leaves its footprint on your heart and in your mind. I also miss the people I've left at home, but I know that the world has a funny way of bringing people back around if they are meant to be in your lives forever. I truly hope there is a time when I will see you all again. I'm lonesome for you all in a variety of different ways.
Andrew, Ben, Shasta, Sammee, Emily, Derek, Mark..... I think of each one of you every. single. day.
I miss you guys.
And Trina. Ted. Horatio the hedgehog. Sprinkles the cat with her crusty butt. Keith Foster's stupid face.
Price.
New York is lonely. But the good news is... now you all have a place to free load when you move to NYC... am I right? :)

I've been lucky enough as well to make friends with some really great contacts. One friend, who is not only running his own dog walking company, but is also starring in an Animal Planet reality show was kind enough to help me find a dog client on the UWS when I wasn't making enough at my matchmaking job.

I've met an Audio Book Publisher, who is the coolest thing since sliced bread. He is fascinating, and intelligent, and has the cutest son in the world, and probably the coolest job in the world as well.

I've met a cool guy who is teaching me the "ways of the Jew" and walking me through an entire culture and history, and explaining exactly what it means to be kosher (I still don't get it).

I meet heaps of Irish and Scottish people (I love them). And ultimately, I take this as a sign from the universe. I don't know what it means yet, but I know it means something.

My plans for the next year include: a trip to Europe, and finally reaching my target weight. I'd like to have a portion of my debt paid off, and to be alot less stressed. I'd also like to be a decent runner by then.

It is really stressful in the city, but I know it is where Im supposed to be. I just picked up a third job which has decreased my stress markedly, and I am determined to figure it all out.

I want everything out of my life. I want to audition. I want to be slim. I want to find a real love, not the superficial kind like most of New York has to offer, I've had it before, but this time I want to find it and hold it and keep it. I want to be open to all life experiences. I want to say yes.

Life is going to be ok. I'm a lady. I love you. Yes... you. I miss my cat. Sha-boom. Sha-boom.
-Tam

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Manhattan.

This place.... It is impossible to be sad here. I've been through so much in the last two months. Moved to Maine, Price broke up with me (it was the most bitter sweet type of parting), I moved into Washington Heights, I've had a date every single night since moving to NYC, I've networked, I've gained and lost a job, I've been hired on as a matchmaker, and I have a chance at a legitimate theatre job on Monday, oh and... I keep meeting really special people who I know are going to leave America at the end of the summer... so that is all a whirlwind as well, but I'd rather have them be some part of my life than not at all.

I feel like the luckiest person in the world. New York really is the place of dreams.

I love everything and everyone.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Moving.....sigh

On Wednesday, I move to Maine. Indefinately. I suppose you could say I am more than a little terrified. Not only am I leaving behind my home and friends, but I'm also leaving my cat Vincent (my best friend of three years), my dog Toby, and the man I had planned on marrying in October.

However, I graduate from college tomorrow, and I have the chance to move back east and start my career. I know this is where I need to be. I know the universe will work itself out. And I know that if I am supposed to be with this great guy, we will work through this.

I have to believe this.

Life is scary. Growing up is not fun. But it's time to chase the dream.
To anyone who reads this..... I will miss you dearly.
Love,
Tam