The Comeback

Well I have been negligent in posting my goings-on here in Il Apple Grande. Truth is: there ain't much to report. I've settled into the new apartment, I'm still working for that Production Company, and I'm still auditioning with the fingers crossed. It's more of the same stuff I've posted before except for the unusually warm weather this time of year.

That being said, I managed to capture a few of the highlights of the last few months. Here's an incredibly brief recap:


I babysat a bunny for about 5 days. It was pretty cool after the first day of growling and biting. After some shoddy Internet Research, I discovered that bunnies are wicked territorial and that I was basically messing with his 'hood. After retraining myself, Bunny (his real name sucks, and refuse to print it here) and I became pretty close.


The first day Hobie came to the house Jesse gave him a bath. Hobie was a risk on my end of the bargain: I've been terribly allergic to pets since I can remember. I knew that Hobie was coming to live with us and thought I'd give it a shot and pray for the best. Whatever the case may be, I'm not allergic to this guy. And thank the Supreme Beings of Leisure that this is the case. This dog is the happiest of dogs. Pure joy. I love having him around the house.


Matthew-Lee thought it would be a good idea to light a tea candle and place in it his mouth.
I must admit: it was a great idea.


The first official "project" of the house was to hang a old window in the breezeway of the apartment. It turned out to be a bit of a goat rope in all honesty. I had very little do with it except for this artsy-fartsy (did I just use that word?) pic while they were in the middle of it. Matthew-Lee is not concerned about inhaling sheet-rock dust. Matthew-Lee has SARS.