Carla Gypsygirl's Blurty

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This is me, all feisty, assertive and ready to fight crime in suburbia!

Oh, dear readers, I am awake past midnight on a weeknight, and feeling most distressed! There has been an influx of juvenile delinquents to my quiet little part of suburbia. I kid you not. So, instead of continuing my archaeological cleaning process on my usual quiet Sunday, I found myself dictating a police statement and staring at things tearfully. The next night I shouted at (okay, spoke crossly with) some drag racers on my street. And tonight, I paced the neighbourhood, passing gifts to particularly supportive neighbours. What’s a girl to do? On Sunday, after the debacle, I wiped my eyes, blew my nose, prayed a lot and read the Bible. I then settled down in front of New York Minute (the Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen flick) and continued with my secret (yet cool!) craft.

In less anxiety-related news, I am now the proud owner of an $8 visor from General Pants, which will equip me for my Big Day Out visit this Thursday. That’s right: I, Carla Gypsygirl, am going to the Big Day Out for the first time ever in my whole entire life! I was always too poor and uncool to go to the Big Day Out during high school. I am still not cashed up, and usually on the geeky side of things, but when your cute music-loving boyfriend offers you a ticket, what do you do? Naturally, I am utterly terrified of this whole music festival thing…I mean, so many things could happen to me! I could have beer chucked on me (it’s happened before!), or I could get lost, or I could even faint (like someone I know…think of breakfast obsessions if you want a clue)!

Also, my agent called me yesterday and said that I had an audition for a Pepsi ad. Of course, I was delighted to hear that: big multinationals means big bucks for a little actress like me. But alas, I am not going to the audition any more. Why? Well, many reasons. Firstly, my agent is convinced that people won’t mind that she has sent along a 23-year-old instead of the specified 50-year-old Chinese lady. Also, the ad is only going to be screening in Spain. I mean, hello? If I’m going to be in a Pepsi ad, I don’t want to play some quaint old stereotype, and then have the ad be screened in Spain! I want to be in a Pepsi ad where I can be the babe in the nightclub, and then have everyone I know see it! I don’t seem to ever get the babe roles, though, which is fine by me. What I would like to do is be in a really cool action flick. Maybe that way, I could learn some moves to help me combat this juvenile delinquents problem.

As always, dear readers, I will provide you with an adequate explanation in my next post. Don’t say that I never keep you in suspense!

Mwah,
Carla Gypsygirl