Dying is a skill.

For the last two days I have been freezing. No joke. I don't think there has been a time in the past 48 hours where I haven't wished I were warmer. I just got done shooting for a student film entitled, "Full Circle". I play the main character which the story revolves around. I'm 15, pregnant and commit suicide. Just my kinda role :) I'm not going to lie, these last few days have been so much fun. I feel I'm where I'm supposed to be when I'm in front of the camera, and when you nail a shot its one of the best feelings ever. However, I will probably think twice before shooting a summer scene on the beach in March. What a whirlwind. Last night was pure hell. I was in a bikini and sun dress shooting in 40 degree weather with wind. I also got to get wet to give the illusion that I washed up on the beach. I don't know how I stopped shaking for the shots of me laying there dead. It was ridiculous. I have never had so strong of a desire to punch another actor in the face for messing up a scene. I guess when your cold your cold. It was all sorts of ridiculousness. My death make up was pretty cool though. When I was walking home last night I scared the crap out of some kid walking down the street. That was fun. I'm excited to see the ending product though... We shot with a Red camera and even the raw footage was amazing. I'm supposed to get some pictures from it soon so I'll be sure to post those. Funny, now that I think about it... This is the second time I've had to deal with the beach in winter. Huh. You'd think a girl would learn.

May-December Romance.

       Today was an interesting turn of events.  I was asked out by a man who at least had to be 60 years my senior.  Now, I'm not one to discriminate based on age (haha just kidding mom), but I have to say this had to be the cherry to top off my already crazy weekend.  Flash-back to Friday... I decide to go out to a hookah bar with Ross and Toni.  Ross's co-worker happened to set the whole thing up, and when I saw her come out in a sequined gold tube top and boho skirt I knew we were in for an interesting night.  A bunch of off-hand people were there and I recognized no one.  I stayed close to Toni because to be honest I wasn't sure if it was even worth talking to anyone.  My suspicions are confirmed when some kid asks me, "So... What kinda music are you into?"  There's a real ice breaker.  Could you be more creative?  The kid continues to try to strike up a conversation the rest of the night and I do my best not to burst into laughter.  For some reason I just have a way with people who work at Starbucks.  Free coffee never hurt anybody right?  

        The rest of the weekend goes by with some interesting turn of events, but nothing to extremely weird (just friends trying to be more than friends, my life's story).  So, to top off the end of what was quite possibly one of the most socially interesting and sometimes awkward weekend, I get asked out by a guy who has to be at least pushing 60.  I'm standing in line at CVS and some guy comes over to me and says in an extremely creepy voice, "Hey would you like to get a cup of coffee?"  I'm never one to turn down a good old cup of coffee but for him I was willing to make an exception.  I politely respond, "No thanks.  I don't drink coffee."  He retaliates with, "Well how about dinner sometime?  I'd like to get to know you."  Yeah sparky I'm sure you would.  To this I reply, "I have a boyfriend."  Luckily he bought my lie and walked away, either that or took a hint.  I don't really care to be honest.  I think to myself as I'm walking to my car, "Wow Danni, at the rate your going pretty soon your going to be dating David Hasselhoff.  Now there's a real catch."  I sure hope someone out there finds hilarity in my personal life, to be honest I'm starting to get bored.  Maybe I'll try dating a street performer next...