It's a weekend.  That means that although the phone is not likely to ring with a great audition, I'm still hoping it will.  And yet - no ringy dingy.  And shoot, I submitted myself for a role I thought I was right for on a project cast by a CD who's brought me in several times - and darn it, I was hoping my phone would've beeped with an audition notification by now!  And don't EVEN tell me to be patient... there's just no point.

I've also noticed that when you ask around about agents the most wonderful and well-meaning and intelligent people tend to say, "focus on taking charge of your own career."  Which is great advice... to an extent.  Except that at a certain point, that's what researching agents IS!  Self-education is part of that, right?   And seriously, if agents served no purpose we wouldn't pay them.  Of COURSE you don't need an agent to book work, etc.  But until interpersonal relationships are abolished, they might still be useful from time-to-time.

I've watched too much TV today.  We caught up on Jericho, Sunday Morning Shootout, an Inside the Actors Studio (Matt Damon rocks), 'Til Death... and I finally finished off the Golden Globes by making my husband watch America Ferrera's acceptance speech.  Anyone notice she's #1 on IMDB's StarMeter today?  YAY!   What a sweetheart - I can't even fault her for taking my role (I did send in my headshot when they were casting the pilot... )

Anyway, I've got a face mask on and I'm going to do my toenails.  How much more proactive in my career can I BE???