When I woke up this morning, Steph was watching the news and they announced that apparently they were having a Deal or No Deal contestant search at one of the local malls. Steph was excited about it and started telling me I should go try out. You know because I’m all awesome and charismatic, and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind the million dollars.
Anyway, when we go there the line was a million miles long, and I was like "fuck that." Steph asked if I was sure and I said yes. You actually don’t even need to go to an audition. You can send them a tape, which I may do sometime. I certainly wasn’t going to stand out in the sweltering sun to sign a form and meet a production assistant in a group of 5.
So we left and did some shopping at the mall. Among other places, we stopped in L. Bean to look at camping supplies. I saw a backpack that I think might be almost big enough to hold all my stuff. I’ve always had trouble with carrying too much shit with me. This one might be good enough.
Who am I fooling. I’d fill it up too.
Damn! i have the same problem when I shop for a new purse; always need one a little larger. Then I fill up the new one to bursting!