That’s right kids. On the hilarious-but-true front, I’m going to be in VOGUE magazine. Take a moment to let the laughter die down. You good? Ok. They’re doing an 8-10 page spread with the cast of HAIR. We shoot on May 2, and it’ll be in the July issue, so look out for it. At the very least, it’ll make for the best myspace picture ever. I’m just terribly amused.

Also, I did a reading last night of a great new musical a couple of my friends wrote. Their names are Michael Kooman and Christopher Dimond, and the show is called DANI GIRL. Look out for it. For some video of the show I did with them last month, HOMEMADE FUSION, check out www.youtube.com/user/koomandimond Look at "I Will Be Me", "Random Black Girl", "The Temp and the Receptionist", "Walking Without You", and for a little Kobes lovin’, "Homemade Fusion". The reading last night was for ASCAP, and the panel consisted of Stephen Shwartz, sitting right next to a giant poster of himself, Lynn Ahrens, and Dick Scanlan.

Life at the restaurant is becoming more and more tolerable, verging on pleasant. The people I work with and I are gelling with each other, which has made everything a lot easier.

I’m watching No Reservations right now in order to procrastinate cleaning my apartment. I have a potential subletter coming over to see the place later this afternoon, so I want to do my best to make it look like a responsible adult lives here.

Here’s something else: I bought myself a video camera. I got a FLIP Ultra, which I’m actually obsessed with. It’s so easy, tiny, and fun. I bought it because I needed to go on tape for a movie that’s casting out of LA, but I’m discovering the nearly endless possibilities when you have a video camera at your disposal. I’ve already crafted two short films that I’ve put up on facebook of Tim and I having lunch. Imagine the hilarity that ensues... When there are some actual events that I record, I’ll probably stick them up on youtube or somewhere and edit them really well, since I am also a little obsessed with iMovie. God, I love Apple.

3419 blog views as of the writing of this, and only 37 comments. Ever. That’s 1.082% of you leaving comments. And at least half of that is Leah and Brittany. Let’s step it up. I’m desperate for your feedback and your approval.

Lately, silently, I’ve been giving in to the realization that I’m an adult now. I get up, I go to work, I’m responsible for my own finances and my own affairs. If I don’t feed myself, I won’t get fed. I realized the other day that someone born in 1990 (which seems pretty recent to me) is 18 now. Which seems pretty old for someone born in the 90s. Then I remember that I’m SIX years older than 18. I feel just a scratch older than that. I don’t know, it’s simultaneously terrifying and gratifying. Have I already been through the "best years of my life"? I sure as hell hope not. High School and college were both just peachy, but the whole time I was there I was just thinking about what it would be like to be where I am now. I’ve been focused on getting "here" for so long, it can’t help being a little disappointing. I think. I try not to think about it too hard. Which never works.

So that’s all I got. You like it? You love it.

it’s also worth mentioning that this is an entirely unprompted blog. Maybe there’s something wrong with that...