Tonight a black cat crossed by path...

But I don't believe in such foolish things as superstition! Pshaw! (That would be my sound of disdain...sound it out, its very phonetical.)

Anyway. It has been a tad bit too long since I last wrote. Or, blogged, rather. Since I last wrote, summer came and went, and it was great. There were catnaps on the beach...

British roomies...cheers!

Dances with street performers...


the AMAZING coldplay concert at the forum...

(yeah, chris martin was THAT close to me.)


A visit from Jo...and the birth of a new obsession: frozen yogurt. I convert everyone that comes and visits. Fortunately, this one fell prey to the deliciousness....


nights under the stars at the hollywood bowl...


A visit from Jake's family...and subsequently more trips to the "'bu"


Wasting time and money at Universal studios...here me and Jake are having a dandy time on the studio tour with his mom...yes. that is Jake's mom. good genes.


photography and art gazing at the getty...


Long, exhausting days on sets doing extra work (which kills my soul softly and slowly...by the way....the picture below is of my friends snoozing on set of the starter wife...it was an early call time)


Needless to say, I've kept pretty busy this summer.

Today I was driving to work with the windows down, and the stereo blasting loud, the wind in my hair...and for the first time, I felt...like I was home. Up until this time, I've always felt a little bit off, somewhat awkward about living here, so far away from everything I knew. It almost felt like I was on a long, extended vacation. But this is where I belong, it really is, and I feel that more and more every day. If it hadn't been for Jake, I don't know if I could've ever come to this point, or if I would even be here at all. I've made so many great friends too, and I love them all.


But I think the thing I love most about being here is the independence. There truly is nothing that can compare to waking up every day and deciding what you will do with yourself. I can stay out all night....or not. I can vacuum every week, or not. (Usually its not). But still, its great to do whatever I feel like.

Of course, I miss my family, everyday. I can't wait to go home and see them. But for now, I'm happy right where I am.

ps...tonight I was watching Its Always Sunny in Philadelphia....and I actually recognized one of the extras as a girl I met on another set I worked on. Is that lame that I'm starting to recognize extras? hmm...