12-Dec-2006

Bad News... Oscar Nom's meeting was postponed until after the New Year, so he had to cancel his trip (although, as he put it when he told me, he was more upset about not getting to see me - who wouldn't be?).  Good News... I will not be flaking on my other drinks now, and I will probably have time to drop by the store and pick up necessary items for tomorrow's tree trimming/holiday/Christmas Vacation/Just Friends-watching shenanigan.  More Good News... I have arranged lunch/shopping at the studio store with one of my studio friends whom I don't see nearly enough tomorrow.  If anyone wants discount DVDs, let me know!  More Possibly Good News... The agents I met with Friday are allegedly setting up a meeting for me with a studio exec.  We'll see if they keep their word (I'm guessing no, but hey, one can hope, right?  What's the point otherwise?).  Cube Boy has made me completely paranoid, though, because he insists they might already think they're repping me.  I say no, that's ridiculous, they would have come out and said it (they would have), and he says no, they might be starting to send you out on meetings, so don't be so sure.  New Boss says if I don't demand an answer to the question, he's going to fire me... or send me into their offices with an earpiece so he can feed me lines a la Cyrano de Bergerac.  Oscar Nom says a manager is more important than an agent (and I would tend to agree with him there).  Regardless, I kind of like this whole bending over/pimping myself out aspect of the biz.  It's a game, and I'm competitive, and it's a nice break from writing, when I need to be amused and Season Three of 24 just isn't cutting it.