Popstarz!

Last night I get a call from Chase Korte, who I hadn't seen in about a year, and who just got back from walking accross Great Britain, literally. So I invite dhim to come out with me and justin who had been planning to get together anyway. So we headed out to Popstarz...and look at the fun that was had...

Le science de la Reve.

It's been a while since I have come out of a movie feeling joy and inspiration. But tonight...I saw The science of dreams, and life is a little different now. In my eyes, that film is a work of art, i mean ART. And if theres a film that is refelctive of how my brain works, this is one.

Are you surprised?

Today I put in the mail a letter to the Guthrie stating I will not be returning to understudy for Edgardo Mine....
Yes. That is my decision. As much as I want to see all my friends, I can always go back to visit, but I need to commit to my life and career here if I want it to work....not be tentative..you know. I need to be available these first months, for my new agent and the work I hope to get, because if I am not here, already I won't be able to get it. I also need to learn how to be an artist, and live the life I want here, and not escape everytime it gets rough. I am staying here. Je suis ici.

After a Long Day,....

When you are so meticulous in trying to make plans and make things work and then have entire workday of crazy mishaps(including locking your keys in the office late at night while trying to return shooting equipment.), you kinda have to loosen up by doing crazy spontaneous things, like Betsy coming to han gout with me at the office after mario came and unlocked the doors for me. Bets had a cravign to smoke ( or pretend spoke) clove cigarettes, because she doesnt inhale, and I needed a break and chocolate, so we headed for teh 24 hour starbucks for some coffee, fake smoking of clove cigarettes (erik laughed at how big of dorks we were.) and betsy gave me caramel cookies to dunk in the macchiato. We looked like idiots holding in the smoke to look like we were really doing it. Aaah, a good night of funni-ness.

Godo music.

I had myself a good cry today: Blake Minor's dad died yesterday, his mom having died earlier this year, and I couldn't help but think of the day I would lose my parents, my wonderful parents. It's beautiful when you start looking at the way the universe moves itself, the wya life balances out, becoming sensitive to the patterns and the music as opposed to individual occurrences. I have been reading about string theory....The smallest compriser of stuff they theorize are tiny one dimmensional vibrating strings, sort of like a quantum symphony, and that is what comprises all physical matter. We are composed of vibrating bands. Music. And my life, with its ups and downs, joys and griefs, has been playing a sort of jazz. A jazz that jars me awake with death, and puts me to sleep with love. Or at least a new "love." One that makes me happy and passionate. And if it doesnt go beyond this measure of my life.......on to the next movement right?

I am actually in the midst of figruing out what the theme of the next movement is...
I have been offerred a really good deal at Vantage poitn productions....pays well, plus I signed and agent this week...and I am beginning ot wonder if going back to the Guthrie is a good idea or not.

The question is...Do I want to pursue producing, directing and writing....?
Or do I honor my contract with the G, and take the opportunity to see all my wonderful friends?

As Promised.

I said I would put up the web address to my target.com spot when it came out.
Just so you know, the wardrobe people had bought everything big so i look pretty frumpy, and the lady who did my hair...well you'll see...

http://sites.target.com/site/en/corporate/page.jsp?contentId=PRD03-002477

go there and click on the Design link. Then you click on my silhouette.

Voila mon amix!

Ay AY AY

I missed it.
I missed Mexico's independence day...and consequently my grandmother's birthday.
And she lives in Mexico.
Well....Happy Mexican independence.

I've got a second. A second.

SO sorry dear readers for not having written as often as I did in Minneapolis. Not because there is nothing going on in my LA life, but because I am constantly moving, not having much time to just sit and write. But anyhow....

Here's the brief summary of late:

1. CA just passed the no cell phones while driving law.
2. I have a crush on a co-worker at the TV office.3. I havent cleaned my room and its a dreadful mess.
4. I quit Zara, did I mention that already?
5. I continue filming tomorrow.
6. I start auditioning classes and met some awesome people (the guy who's lindsey lohan's love interest in Just my Luck is int he class with me, including a kinda annoying 18 yr old really greeeen young wannabe actress. ah, not annoying, just young.)
7. VINCENT FINALLY GOT KICKED OFF PROJECT RUNWAY< PRAISE THE LORD.

More to come...

La vie est belle.

I had a pretty great weekend.

We started shooting Foreign Currency this weekend, where I play the lead in a short film about trafficking women, and it was a good time. Cast and crew were godo people, and....well, I am seeing the director, not just with my eyes but in real life. SO it was comfortable to work with him, except i felt a lot of pressure in my own mind to do well because I didnt want to mess up the movie of someone i cared about. I think it will do well. Houstonians: he's thinking of submitting it to a texas film festival so you may be able to see it. I am still amazed at how many minnesotans i meet here.

Afterword I cam home to a roomate and a puppy. Dara's bene dog sitting a petite chienne que s'appelle Daisy. So cute and adorable, and we had a good time walking her around the block as I spoke evry bit of French I knew because......

This morning I had my first french lesson! Which went very well. I want to speak it beacoup. I guess I taught myself pretty well, says the teacher too, and I actually know a little more than what the level requires. I mess up like evryone else but I think a trip in Paris is in order in the near future, to practice, you know.

Also waiting to hear back when I start working at the TV office again, since I quit Zara. very exciting stuff. En generale, Life is good.

I am making this face now.

No... nothign smells bad, I just have a grain of rice stuck up my nasal passage.

Things have been looking up, and I feel I am narrowing in on what I am supposed to do with my near future life, maybe. I will begin by saying i have been given keys to the tv production office ( i am somewhat official now!) Hmmm. I have always said i want to create and produce work......so why am i not doing that.

I think I ate bad cheese. this is the end of the blog. I want to go curl up in pain.

Blink.

I went home for two days this weekend, primarily for my cousin Chris's wedding. It went by too fast, but it was a good weekend.

I got to see my BFF Amanda and her BF Brian. I miss her so much and I look forward to the day when we live in the same city again. Well they were kind enough to invite me along to dinner with Brian's cousins, who (by the way) are such a genetically beautiful family, and super nice and fun to be around. Definitely a good night, the highlight being that I got to spend time with my girl. His cousins are also friends with the Bagwell's (as in Baseball) and apparently I look like Jeff's wife Erica.

Amanda-email me the pics so I can post one, even the ones you dont like...:-)

Also, Congratulations to Ellie who got engaged last week in Monaco Princess Grace style!
I predict the order of engagements will go Ellie then Amanda then Lindsey then me. Amanda thinks I am next. Maybe it will be Lindsey.....hmmm. Let's wait and see. ALso congrats to my cousin Areli who is now engaged!

Next day...saw my great grandma and my great aunt, who were telling me the only words they could speak in English after 35 years of living here, and several years of citizenship (those words were coffee, milk, and window.).

THEN....Chris and Andrea's wedding. May the pics speak for how much fun it was to be around everyone.


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Focusing on Input, not Output.

Sooo. I met someone, and the funny thing is we'd both lived in the same city for about five years until he moved here in january and i moved in july, and it took us a cross country move to meet, which jus tgoes to show that things happen for a reason cause had we met in Minneapolis, the timing would have been wrong, but now the timing is good and he excites me, and it all scares me cause its been fairy tale like perfect so far. Like when last night he made me dinner, since i was standing by watching he pulled me aside and we danced, and then we sat and studied together, and talked. Such a good friend so far too. It's been good, real good, and life is good.

TV Claudia.

CONGRATULATIONS to my friend Ben who has been offerred an internship at the UN in NY. I am SOOOOO Jealous and very happy for him.

So.....I feel like I have been drowning in all the things I do, not being a able to focus on anythign well enough to improve or to enjoy it, sooo I have decided to choose something to focus on each week. Obviously there are things I need to always like submit myself for auditions, i will be starting french lessons soon, i need to workout and go to dance class and so forth. But beginning this next week....I will be Claudia...the intellectual....and I think the week after that...Claudia the Musician. There.. And Erik inspired me to go for the job I want no matter how little time i have before i go to MN.

Note to all the friends I left behind and have ever left behind.....Being away from you....I have realized more than I already knew how wonderful you guys are and I miss you terribly.....

Today I worked as a PA for a TV production company. Twas fun, and they've invited me back....twice more.

PS> I have been cheating on my fast.

Swing dancer but not a swing voter.

TOnight I went swing dancing at the historic Derby Night club; I went to meet the director of the short/student film I am shooting in september, tony ( who i now have a crush on...is this bad?) Whatever happened to men wearing hats? I loved seeing them dance around spinning girls and things. This one older bald man asked me to dance and he flung me all over, doing some stpe that was very not swing, and then hugging me like a big bear and shaking me. He also dipped me several......several times and evern held me there upside down for a while. All good fun.


You know they (they who?) always said there would be tough times when pursuing an acting career, especially in LA, and they always talk about the lack of food the lack of money the lack of jobs. I am finding that the hardest part in my pursuit is all the in between stuff, like not being hard on myself, etc..

Georgey finally signed something good. the bill that allows employers to automatically enroll people in 401k plans. That way people who normally owuldnt, cause they have no idea what it is...can start saving for retirement....He still doesnt' get my vote though.

Can you believe it!

I completed writing a piece. Nuff Said.

A Break from Writing.

So if you want a "me", as I am sure many of you do...Apparently this is how you get "me". Hey, I didn't make it up. The quiz page said so.

How to make a Claudia Vazquez

Ingredients: 3 parts intelligence 5 parts ambition 1 part empathy

Method: Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of fitness

Username:

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

Neo was lucky.

Today I tried to write and study and I couldnt...I felt like my brain had been turned to poop. Everyday I feel like i am getting less and less intellgient and losing credibility, and I long for the days when I used to constantly be nurturing my mind. I feel like the moment I got here the ball started rolling and I havent been abel to stop it. And I keep trying make my life here, do the things I am accustomed to... like take dance and yoga, and take long walks and read, and all I can think about is how much I missed being an artist and creating, and constantly working and living life and I only wish I could have that here, in LA. But I can't; it's different and i know I have to put that behind me to be able to start my life here. I know that. But so far, the person I am here is not me to my full potential. It's me driving in traffic, and me spending time on the internet, and me thinking abotu the things I want to be doing, and me not doing them.

(Inside voice says: Calm down claudy, you've only just moved here, and it's a big move. Plus, you're still only 23 and though people like the Futurists were already big artists in their early twenties, it's 2006 and some people go into their thirties before their work really starts flourishing.)

I dont want to say I USED to play the guitar, or I USED to dance, or I USED to be a writer, or I USED to be an activist, or I USED to be healthy, or I USED to be smart. But dang it, it may have been easy for Leonardo and Mr Jefferson to be renaissance men in their day, but in these days of specialization it's a tad tougher to become renaissance woman.

I want to be hooked up to the machine Neo got plugged in to in the matrix and download all desired knowledge into my head.

Re-union with the ocean and an old friend....

I moved here six weeks ago form Minne-snow-duh, and I had not been to the beach.....until today. The beach, which i consider my most spiritual place to be....the beach -which is the quintessential image of warm places.....the beach - where you can be naked in your undies in public....

Jeremy, who I hadn't seen in five (six) years came to visit, and we had a great day there, ate some dippin dots, laid out for a while, me..convinced I would get a freckled tan because there was sand all over me..., watching a man clean and finish killing a little eel he caught. I didn't go in the water, because...as most of my friends know......i dont like fish, perhaps admiring their biological beauty from afar, but eating them....no, and defnitely not sharing the same space(or water with them), yuck. Me da bastante asco. I know...I am wierd.

I have a date this week. Hmm. We'll see. Maybe I will let myself like someone for a change. Really like someone. And if it happens....I can laugh about how I came home saying I met an annoying guy the first night I met him. He he. P/S too, I hate hate hate hate that people automatically expect negativity from people, like when I am working at the store and a customer has a problem or needs to work something out and they come in with these huffy puffy attitudes and they act like children while all i am trying to do is help them....Ibanga was right, (and boy does he know me...) I was never meant to work regular retail. Not when I know I could restructure the company to help it survive the american market, and all i am doing is ringing up crazy people who say racist things to my managers.

This is the ocean, as seen from my butt....

Here we are....those glasses are thanks to my flatmate Dara....:-)

You Can See Me!

About two minutes into the song there is a close-up flash of me dancing. And at the beginning when she walkes though the door there is a couple dancing in a corner, you can see my pale arm dancing about in the shadow. Very excited. There are other parts where I know its me, but its hard to see in this dark copied version, so look for me on TV!

I really shouldn't have...

SO tonight I met up with Mr. Wayne, who happened to be in LA from Vegas (break from the circus I guess.) and i saw Harris and Gabe from high school!!!! which was wild, but then Wayne took us to party over past where sunset and hollywood meet(the end of the world.) and all the way up a hill where a friend of his lives in a castle, which had the best view of los angeles and the skyline i have seen yet. This place was also being used to film a reality show, and to tape music videos, and apparently this guy plans the big ass parties as his job. Keith was this awesome man with suuuuper long dreads and a room where we all hung out and played accordians, mouth accordians, jembes, triangles and a huge gong at like 2 am. then wayne and me explored the place, i mean this place was crazzzzzzzzy amazing. WIth pools, and wells, and rooms, and grassy lawns and tennis courts all overlooking LA from the top of the hill. Overall a good night.