Ok, so, here my afternoon. A couple of days ago, My friend Jason Tucker calls and tells me that Gorilla Theatre (where I got cast in my first prof. show) was doing like a gala type of thing to drum up business for their next seaosn and were showcasing stuff from all the shows and they wanted me to come sing one of the songs from Side Show. I was completely surprised because they don;t even know me. Of course, the fact that they can;t pay me has nothing to do with it I am sure....riiiiiiiiight. Anyway, so I say yes and we first agonize over what song to sing that is up enough and a solo for that matter. But we do. Then...i come to find out that we have to perform this every hour for three times. Right. Well then, I show up, dressed in Theatre Black mind you, and it is like 100 degrees outside. Thank God for A/C. Right. No. THere was no air in the theatre. So, needless to say I was shvitzing to the point where my thing were chafing. Don;t me wrong. I would do anything for Jason no matter the inconvenience, and I am sure the exposure will help me in the future, but that was just ridiculous. Talk about making actors feel like chattle. Thank God I had someone there to talk with.

Ok, tomm. I meet with an immigration lawyer about the visa lottery thing. If all goes as planned as he told me on the phone, I can file on Oct. 1st. Get my working papers in 90 days, and have my green card in six months. March. My birthday. Everyone cross your cyber fingers. My freedom is near.

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