Moving, Jobs, Cats and Pincurls

So I'm moving! That's right, Jessica and I have had enough of dealing with crankypants neighbor downstairs and will subsequently be moving not too far away from where we currently live to reside in an apartment that will hopefully allow us to function like the youthful women we are. We'll be a bit more into Silverlake, over in Sunset Junction so I'm forseeing a lot of movies at the Vista and visits to Intelligentsia coffee and total hipsterdom to follow. I'm excited about the new place...it's a 2 bedroom 1.5 bath (my room is the one with a toilet and sink). It's all wood paneling and ceramic floors, so no carpet, it has great light because of these three rather large windows in the livingroom/kitchen area. We get 2 parking spaces but there's no laundry room. It comes with a brand new fridge and stove and is currently being completely repainted for us. My room's window does face into another building but Im just going to overload the windowsill with plants and I think it will all end well. And cats are permissible with no added deposit or cost!

Which brings us to cat finding now of course! Im looking very hard now for a calico or tortoiseshell kitten that I can hopefully name Miss Hepburn (since me and Jess both love Katherine) and then we can also call the cat a hepcat!!! And what with all the swingdancing what could be better?

Oh yes jobs...have a job now for the in between time of DGA at American Apparel, over where Mollie works...should be good. Im also very excited because while meeting one of the cats I also met a DGA commercial AD who is going to be hiring me on as a PA! Its an amazing lucky contact and great money. Cant wait, I start with him on a project next week for a day.

And then there's pincurls...Dancing is going strong. As is vintage dress buying :) Oh yes and recently vintage furniture buying too. So I've started to learn how to pincurl my hair. Its a constant work in progress but Im loving it enough to say that I think Ill do it every night I wash my hair when Im off show. Here's how if you care to learn as well:

Tumblr

I'm trying out a Tumblr account and may in fact be making the blogging move yet again. For now Im giving it a shot but if I like it Words...maybe moving to the Tumblr site:

http://josephenecat.tumblr.com/

Love Came Home Late Last Night and Fell Asleep in Front of the Television

by S.A. Griffin

love wanders down

streets

sometimes crowded

sometimes empty

and dying

love staggers blind in a drunken rage

wages wars and

hunts for answers

afraid of being

left alone

it is penance for those that

cannot

live with themselves

only

it is a bad cookbook

and a nasty bout of the flu

that keeps coming back stronger each time

it enters the room and announces itself

calls itself

friend and lover

forgets to call or write after it is

gone

but never really forgotten

love is running for president

and starring in the new fall line up on

every bad comedy invention

it is a musical comedy nightmare on

4 weeks

2 legs

and one eye in the back of its head

winking in the rain

dancing to the frantic

rhythms of

I want you now

and

don't you know how I really feel

and why don't you love me?

love is homeless and

out of work

with too many children in need of a

place to stay

and no matter what the

question

love is still

the

only

answer

Waiting

The days are moving slowly but they are moving.

Still no work. So I fill my time with calling Central Casting and trying to get on jobs, with reading, knitting, eating and sleeping, cleaning, watching Big Love, and lots of hanging out with Mollie, Mitchell and Jess W.

Recently me and M and M went out to Barnsdall Park which is right down the street. We went in time for the sunset. Its a small little park with the Hollyhock House in it (Frank Lloyd Wright) we took photos and explored. I love my neighborhood!

So I've been missing my gardening very much and I was talking about it to M and M. So we all thought, why not chip in together to get a community garden plot? So we did our research and went checking those out too. Hopefully we can make it happen. It would be wonderful. Especially right now when I really have nothing to do.

Not everything is good though. More issues with the guy downstairs. Jess is seeing a guy who's in Australia so she talks to him at late hours. I let her know about the sound issues from before and here they are resurfaced. The guy downstairs can hear her talking...they had an argument last night. I didnt get any sleep. Im stressed because I really dont want to have to move out. Hopefully this can somehow be remedied but honestly there's not much I can do about it...I cant fix the problem, just like when I couldnt fix it with Tom.

Recovery

The teeth have for the most part returned to normal, at least the ones that had already come out of my gums. The one impacted tooth, the side that was all chipmunky, continues to hurt because the cut they had to do in order to get the tooth out has left the root to the tooth next to it exposed. So there's some pain there, particularlywhenever I work out actually... But Im hoping thatwith a week or two of healing everything will return to normal.

No calls from the DGA so Im still sittin at home doing a combination of the following things: knitting, watching Big Love (on season 2 currently), eating (there's a bit too much of that going on), playing the Sims, reading, working out and occasionally talking to Josh. On certain days I have fun outings with Jessica, like today when we went to swing dancing, came home made dinner and watched X files and other days, like yesterday, when me Mollie and Mitchell headed down first to Beverly Hills and then onward to Venice Beach. Venice beach was intense. It was Saturday so it was just a swarm of people riding bikes and walking dogs. Crazy but lots of fun.

Swing dancing is a blast. I absolutely love Sunday and Mondays now and I have to say Im completely enamored with Lindy Hop. Absolutely love it! I love when you get a partner that really knows what they're doing and actually leads. Theres nothing like feeling that "just right" amount of pressure that tells you exactly what you should be doing. Im all smiles when I go. I really do think that my heaven is some combination of a dance floor, my bed and lots of food.

And while Im sure all of this sounds fun to everyone I am currently making ZERO money. Which is bad, very, very bad. I'm ready to move on and get to that next show. So from now on most of my posts are probably going to be some form of me begging and pleading for the DGA to call me with my next assignment.

4:30am

So having these wisdom teeth removed has wreaked havoc on my immune system and 3 days later I came down with some sort of illness. I find it funny that when I worked all 64 days on Sunshine I didnt get sick, not even when people around me were walking around with a walking pneumonia but, the second I stop working I instantly get slammed with illness. I guess its to make up for all that time of being well... This is the 3rd cold/flu since the show ended.

So I woke up at around 430A in a cold sweat. My pajamas were just drenched and so were my sheets for the most part. I was so hot I apparently ended up sweating like crazy and then woke up freezing because of that. Moreover the illness and the wisdom teeth have been a ridiculous double whammy where the pressure from my sinus is creating some mad crazy pain on the chipmunky side of my face.

Ive had to not only wake up, strip my bed and put on new sheets and all new pajamas but then when I tried to get warm I found it impossible so I just went and took a 15 min hot shower. Now Im back in bed, finally warm, but the pressure on my face is driving me insane, that and I cant breathe very well. I HATE being sick.

All this says to me is that this is just ANOTHER reason for me to go back to work.

Chipmunk

Its over! Wisdom teeth are all gone now.

I dont remember a thing from the procedure which is wonderful and also, even though I only paid for them to remove two teeth, they did all three because the dentist assumed that I must be having them all removed! So hurray for, sorta stealing? Hey...after the fact I wasnt gonna say nuthin about it.

The experience was definitely terrifying. Once I got to my chair and the overwhelming noises of drilling (the UCLA dental school just has a big room where everyone has a cubicle for their patient so no separate rooms) and then seeing all the crazy shit they were going to be using on my mouth on a tray sorta overwhelmed me.

I sat down in the chair and they tried to put in the IV at my elbow crease and for some reason failed. Apparently, I have a shady vein there that appeared to be a good one but in fact was not. So then instead they painfully put the damn thing at my wrist. At this point another woman was putting all the heart monitors on me and that tubey thing that goes in your nose. This is where the panic set in and I started crying. Not like crazy sobbing but I was definitely freaking out a little bit.

The dentist told me I needed to calm down before he could give me the meds so I told myself I needed to relax. He asked me if I was allergic to anything at that point too because apparently I was getting all red and splotchy with hives. I told him that Ive never been allergic to anything before and that I was just freaking out because I hate dentists since they worked on many of my teeth without anesthetic in communist Poland.

I relaxed, they gave me the meds and I have no freakin clue what went on after that. It felt incredibly fast. I remember at some point he did show me one of my teeth that was apparently strange and hook-like and was therefore difficult to get out. Im assuming this was the one on the right, the one they had to cut in to get because thats the side of my face that is swollen to all hell and theres this sore spot on the outside like someone was gripping my face really hard.

And that was it! I "woke" (I dont ever remember going to sleep) with wads of gauze in my mouth and the dentist giving me a perscription. It was really difficult to swallow. I walked out of there slightly woozy but not enough to even have a drunk walk. Then it was off to the pharmacy.

By the time me and Juliana made it across town through traffic the anesthetic had worn off and I was starting to writhe a bit from the pain while we waited for my vicodin. I got an ice pack, the meds and headed home.

I scarfed down yogurt, took my vicodin, and waited. It was awful. I started crying cause everything hurt and I just felt miserable. After an hour of not feeling any different I took another half of a vicodin and after about 10 more min Ashley M. said that it was ok to take 2 of them so I took the other half. About 10 minutes after that I finally started feeling relief.

Since then its been ok. The pain was minimal this morning. Though the bleeding on one side is pretty bad. I only have chipmunk face on that side :)

So happy that its over.