helloooo san antonio!

upon graduation from college, el universitaire, la higher educashion…my ego has grown considerably, nonetheless it remains proportional to my genuisness…therefore criticism will find no home in this life of adventure and brilliance. it seems as though my brain is so full of trinity grown intelligence that no room remains for an ego. as an optimist, i'd say i'm at least half full of myself.

YOU: What are you up to these days?
ME: Well, You, I’m glad you asked.

for the month of June, i am living in Houston filming a feature length independent film called The Fifth Column. It’s a futuristic action film, and I play a young girl who has mad skills at video games.

we’ve been shooting for a week and it has been a freakin blast. literally and figuratively.

YOU: Literally a blast?
ME: yes. literally.

we get to fire a variety of guns. i have a shotgun, a nighthawk assassins pistol with a silencer and a red dot scope, and an XM8 assault rifle. wicked awesome, right? i sound like a badass, right? the 15-year-old boy in my mind is going “wooooo hoooooo, heck yes!”

15-YEAR-OLD BOY IN MY MIND: Wooooo Hooooo! Heck yes!
ME: told you.

so anywho, that what’s up right now. the shoot (both the guns and the film) is going really well. im living at a cousin’s house while i'm here in Houston. it has been bundles of fun to catch up with this part of my family.

bottom line: i am one lucky little dog.

livin’ the life, and bakin’ cookies. for real yo. i am actually bakin’ earl grey cookies at my cuz’s house. and they are quite fantastic. the 14-year-old girl in my tummy is going, “yay hooray, yum yum!”

14-YEAR-OLD GIRL IN MY TUMMY: Yay Hooray, Yum YUM!
ME: told you again.
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: Ho hum, yes humm, that appears to be a lovely cookie. May I have a go at one?
ME: didn't see that one coming...ummm yes, you can have one....
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: Why thank you my dear.
Bites into cookie.
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: Lovely, that is bloody delicious.
ME: Thanks, I appreciate the compliment. But in the future, can you not use the term bloody when describing my cookies?
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: oh yes, right, I apologize. The cookies are delicious...no blood.
ME: Thanks.
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: Delicious cookies free of blood. Sans blood. All cookie and no red body fluids: plasma, red blood cells, white bl-
ME: That's enough.
38-YEAR-OLD ENGLISHMAN IN MY TASTE BUDS: Yes, right you are.

that is all.
maducky