22 September 2006

At the audition, as suspected, it turns out the part is tiny, only Chinese-speaking (and not much of that) and only appears in one scene. They didn't have a script and just told us the plotline. Then came the killer question, "Are you interested in doing the part?" And, honestly, I said, "No..." (with a lot of other spiel as well). They seemed not too displeased about it and said that I wasn't the only one. However, they did say that if it transfers to the West End they might recast - so, fingers crossed, I may get to do it after all.

On another note, I see that there is a swish, massive indoor climbing centre in One Utama called Camp 5. That's exciting. They do courses and everything. Must mosey on down there next time I'm home.

Am starting preparations for cooking dinner on Saturday night for BB's friends, but I've lost my rendang recipe....! Aaargh....! All I know is that it involves copious amounts of dried chillies, lemongrass, shallots, galangal, coconut milk and grated coconut, turmeric and meat. Quantities be darned.

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21 September 2006

So, I have an audition for a play. My first in about a year. Typical.

It rehearses and starts in Windsor, tours for a bit and then goes into the West End. Just in time to put paid to my nice stable PA job. BB says not to worry about it till I get offered the job but can't help it.

My agent said it was for the part of Mai-lei woman. Why can't anyone pronounce Malay around here? After all, they manage to pronounce Malaysia alright.

Anyway, not a brilliant part I'm thinking. Still, I guess I should just go for the audition.

The other thing is they're looking for someone in their forties. I have trouble scraping up enough years to look mid-thirties in my castings, let alone forty. My agent is on another planet.

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19 September 2006

I don't really know what life in Dulwich is like at the moment, as I'm mainly at work it seems. Good thing I'm still being paid by the hour for the moment.

Nothing to report but work, work, work. We had a company pepping-up session today which mainly involved me lugging big boxes of gift bags, product samples, awards (where's mine I ask) and everyone wanting a piece of me. Still, it all went smoothly and the canapés were nice.

So, Thailand is having a coup... It always seemed like a relatively stable sort of place.

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4 September 2006

So, I've done it now...

I offered my services to my boss as her main PA on a permanent basis - so long as she has a junior secretary who can cover for me when I have to go off and do the odd acting job and so forth - until I get that big Hollywood break. She said she would be delighted for me to be her PA and that she would happily get a junior secretary for said purpose. I had mentioned that I thought the workload was too much for one person and she agreed. So I'm to think about what I would like to be paid and the terms and conditions and we'll go from there.

So, there we are...

Bet all my family and worried friends are sighing a collective sigh of relief - now that I've got a proper job.

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2 September 2006

Phewee - that was a crummy week. Glad it's over. Had a cold and flu all week but still struggled into work as there was so much to do. Did a casting for some corporate airline thing - for which, I must add, I was perfect - but they clearly didn't think so.

Then, yesterday, took the car into the garage for a check-up and, on the tube to work, some idiot woman tripped behind me with an open-topped steaming latte and spilt the whole thing down my back - from about the middle of my back right down to the floor. Thank god I was wearing a raincoat. And though some might knock my previous employer, they definitely know how to make a good raincoat. It was just like water off a duck's back - except for the bit that soaked into my trouser leg.

Then I broke 4 champagne flutes at work - not in the cause of having some champagne unfortunately. And it was so manically busy due to major presentations and important announcement due on Monday and frantic meetings held in honour of said presentations and announcement.

The car is fine though - besides the bent bumper. So I can't be bothered to chase the old codger who bent the bumper. The aggravation would be too much.

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