And so today I took my headshots, which I won't see until I get back from Columbia. I'm scared. And after talking to my friend Kristen about the reality of rent in L.A., I'm petrified. Yet, faithful readers, I remain resilient and determined to make it in Hollywood. So, what was that bit about the casting couch again?

Tonight I'm going with John and Jason (from work) to meet Kurt Vonnegut at OCU and hear his thoughts on war. I'm bringing my copy of Slaughterhouse Five in hopes that I don't look ridiculous asking for an autograph. Having my picture taken with him is where I draw the line.