Day 351: President Obama

Alien Horse Face

I surprised myself with a few tears upon learning that Obama is through again. And that Mitt Romney isn't. They could have been tears of relief. Or maybe I'm pregnant. I'm not. No, definitely, I'm not. No.

We made these//Oh fuck!

I cried again watching a program about sextuplets, when they were all really tiny. It was a long time ago - the girls looked mid-twenties to me - so obviously, technology was less advanced it was more hitty and missy and it would be even more risky than now for babies to be born as early as they have to be when there are six of them. There must be something in the air. I'm not always this weepy. Is there a theme?

Today, I've had goes on: Victoria Sandison (a big, laughy, wonderful go, by telephone, and frustratingly, it cost me no minutes at all, as we're both on giffgaff), Rob Grundel (in Superdrug - me, not him - also by telephone, good, pleasing), Sarah Lonton (my ears will fall off and my brain will cook - very nice, she was, that Lonton) and finally Emily Cuphead Wilkinson, of Ullapool (just now -it was ACE and I think I mostly laughed).  

Earlier, I finally had 'the' text exchange with the man formerly known as The Chump. I was going to meet him and engage in it face to face, but it was done by text before. I feel good about it - it had already happened, really - and also not so great. But it is a very good thing. I'm now back and open to more suitable engagements with people who share more of my values. And I really, really do mean that... I liked this gentleman a lot. He's a nice man. We got on on one level, really well. 

And... what I think is really, really good and really important at a kind of mid-level range and what he thinks is really, really good and really important are quite different. Deeper, closer up again, I think, but practically, it wasn't ever going to be satisfying for either of us. For me. So there it is. Done. I'm grateful it all happened. I'm grateful that it's not happening any more. I'm grateful that much more than the other way round, both of us managed not to be horrible about it. I certainly wrote a few texts I didn't send and decided not to respond offendedly to things that were perhaps unwise as things to say to people you don't intend to upset. That's the nub of it, though. No upsetment was intended. Really not. 

Metagetty

Oh, and I had a very short photoshoot casting at Getty Images today. That's good, isn't it? Whatever comes of it, that's good. One of the things I loved about it was that they contacted us. They went through Casting Call Pro and picked out some people they wanted to come to a casting, and whacked off a load of emails. That's a first, for me, to be contacted about a job from CCP like this. Neat! And the Getty building was nice. People were friendly. 

Audition tomorrow, too. Also from CCP. I'd like to get some of these jobs, please, and start doing some more creative and challenging acting work than I'm doing at the moment, really stretch myself a bit more. Let's do that, then. 

Did I mention how glad I am that Barack Obama was re-elected? I really, really am.