Two weeks worth...

Alright so it's been like two weeks since I've written - I don't know what it is, I tell myself I'm going to write and I never do! I can't seem to focus on sticking to it, it's like I'm ADD. Who knows, maybe I am or maybe I've just burned too many brain cells.... So anyway, two weeks ago today I went to club Hudson Terrace with a group of friends. I was told to bring people because in order to get in VIP with the promoter, he would need to have a bunch of people come in. So the friends I went with were going to bring people along with the people I brought. I, of course, ended up being the only person to bring people - brought two german girls I met at a club the previous weekend. They were cool and fun to party with so I invited them. Both of them are Au Paires, or however you spell it. Well we find a whole group of girls outside the club to bring in with is, you know to get our total of people higher so we'd get the service we want. So we get in and get our service in the corner of the club - probably the best spot. There's windows looking out all the way around and has a high-class feel to it. The bathroom however sucked, yet I'm sure the girls room had sofas and numerous kinds of toiletry dispensers. Anyway, I get pretty drunk and get to dancing. I danced with a couple girls and tried to dance a with a few others but fucked that up by not dancing very well at the moment. It's like sometimes I can dance well and sometimes I can't, I don't know, I'm not too worried about it. After that club we go to another, Juliet I believe it's called. By the time we got there I was on my way to needing to find a toilet or an alley. But of course, once we get in I'm handed two sleeps for free drinks by the promoters and buy myself more vodka redbulls. After the two I'm really needing to find a bathroom but luckily we leave just in the nick of time. We start walking and I quickly start feeling less nauseated. I leave with the girls I came with and one of them picks up these Italian guys and they escort us to the nearest diner. I had eaten at this diner a couple times before but didn't get anything this time, although I did eat half of one of the girls sandwich. The Italian guys were fucking douche bags. I think they had an issue with me but I couldn't have cared less. I just sat while they tried hitting on the girls. As I'm sitting trying to ignore these guys, I turn around and see Chuck Lidel - a UFC fighter. I was pretty excited to have seen him but didn't bother him for an autograph on a napkin, that would have been rude and I'd have looked dumb. We leave the diner and I walk the girls back to Penn Station, but one of them wanted to stay with me, so stay she did. That next morning, or should I say afternoon I walk her to the train and begin getting ready to head to Rumson, New Jersey to hang out with this girl I had met the previous weekend at a club. I hop on the train and get down there only to have her dad pick me up from the station - apparently she wasn't dressed and ready yet. So after saying "uh huh" and "ok" to her dad the whole way home because he wouldn't stop talking, we finally arrive at a very nice house. I enter the house only to continue waiting on her. Her parents make me feel very welcome and her mom is quite a character, very funny and sweet. Well she finally comes down and we go to a hibachi grill restaurant, and after making the waiters come ask us more than once what we wanted on the grill, we both end up getting sushi rolls - we could tell they were a little pissed that we took so long then ended up just getting rolls. After leaving there we drive around a little bit as she shows me the town. Before heading back to her house we stop at the restaurant her parents were eating at with friends to say hi. They all quickly find out what it is that I do and the women, who was the friend of her parents, said she heard that it's very stressful and demeaning going to all these auditions and having casting directors never say anything positive or just never getting roles, I proceed to say "well it can be, but I'm good..." haha oh man, they all died laughing and I felt rather witty for that one. After entertaining them, my friend and I head back to her house and stay up all night watching TV... The plan was for her to drive me to the train station the next morning before she had to go to some holiday party with all her fellow horse riders. Well, of course she takes forever to get ready and I miss my initial train and the next one wouldn't be for another hour - the Dallas Cowboys game started that hour and I didn't want to be on a train missing it. So she suggested that I just hang out at her house, watch the game while she and her parents attended the party. So that's what I did. The damn Cowboys lost and the game was over by the time they all got back. It was evening by then and I ended up staying another night. That night the Golden Globes were being presented - Kevin Bacon looked cracked out and Drew Barrymore just came off crazy. I don't what's with these actors, it's like they all feel they need to way too eccentric. I finally make my train that afternoon and head back home to get to the gym and relax the rest of the night... On Tuesday I had a GNC casting which was absolute mayhem. So many people were there and it took an hour and half for me to be seen. I didn't get the job... Weekend came before I knew it and I had a buddy in the city promoting a couple parties. He flew up from NC. That Thursday night I went in the city to hang out with him, his girlfriend, and this guy Nijay who's very cool. Nijay had a car so we were just driving around in it when I came to find out they were looking for a place to go, just to chill, while my buddy and his girlfriend came up to NYC without a place to stay. I had a feeling they were going to be needing a place, so I offered. I enjoyed having them here, it was cool to hang with him once more before he moved to LA that Monday... That following week I didn't do much at all - went to acting class on Tuesday which was pretty fun because our instructor had a guy come in and do some body movement drills. Tuesday's are always a good day for me, especially because the TV show 'Entourage' comes on just in time for me to get home from the city. I fucking love that show, it continually gives me inspiration to this whole acting business... Now I believe were all caught up with my past few weeks. Last night I was invited out to another club for VIP service but there were so many different issues trying to get in the club that the two first time promoters, who have been my friends for a while now, end up going home. So as do I. My roommate and I stay up till like 5:30 just talking about life and what's going on with us - I enjoyed that. Now it's Saturday afternoon and I have no idea what I'm doing today - maybe the gym, maybe just sit on my ass, I don't know...