I could go on, but I'll save that for when I'm alone in bed tonight.

Mom and I were talking about dad's absent-mindedness, and how he refuses to see a doctor about it. I used the word, "Alzheimer's", but mom said she didn't want to use the "A" word yet. Well then, we'll just call it, "Mr.Magooitis".

The idea for auditioning for Fantasy Theatre again was half-appealing, but then I got a call from a casting director to audition at Frantic Films on tuesday, so things are looking up a bit.

When my mom and I went to Wal-Mart today, my skin, as usual, crawled, yet I was still and forever glad I didn't work there anymore. I have to admit, I enjoyed setting up the place, seeing it go from bare-bones to crowds of people messing up the place, but then there was the physical labor and lack of customers being the appeal, and having a discount card to boot! The only thing I like about that place is the DVD section, for the prices aren't bad. If it's better anywhere else, I can just bring in a flyer and they'll charge me that amount! I have yet to take advantage of that deal.

Tomorrow, another actor wants me to come over to her place and try on a dress she's got; there's an actor's union anniversary gala, and she thinks it'll be lots of expensive dresses al over the place. I'll have to meet up with her after mom and I go to the Wellness Centre.