Tuesday, May 01, 2007

The more stressed I get...

....the more wild my dreams of the future become.

It's always a test of how much stress I'm under to see how much more I have in my plans than "successful actor, doing stage and maybe some film and TV, living in a fairly cheap studio apartment in New York. A recognizable name, but not a Hollywood 'it' guy." That's the norm. That's as laid back as I come. It's realistic, it's not too hard to imagine me getting there, is it? It's

Here's what I have right now.
In ten years, I'm living in L.A. I'm heavily sought after for movies, action flicks, romantic comedies, chick flicks, and even "gay movies" -- not porn, mind you. Near porn, like Eating Out. I hang out with other stars like Lindsay Lohan (who I've been in at least one film with) and some of my friends who I have now. I am one of the stars of a soon-to-be-aired television series.
My house is a large fairly modern but far from ugly house in Los Angeles, possibly West Hollywood? Not the beach, but within walking distance of it.
I have sort of my own "team". My hair stylist is Theodore Leaf, who is on Shear Genius at the moment and who I totally think is going to win, he's a genius and an artist with hair. It's only him though because it's unrealistic to think that Laurie -- my hairdresser in Rhode Island who is always on the same wavelength as me -- would leave her home. (Pause for a second to reflect on that: realistic? Ha!) I don't know who my warddrobe stylist is going to be though...any thoughts? Maybe I'll just have somebody make clothes specifically for me....
My twin Brendan and I will own a club -- well, he'll run it (that's his dream, he once told me) and of course it will be the most amazing one anywhere. It will be in West Hollywood (not where he told me he wanted it to be, but hey, this is my stressed out fantasy!) I'll go there most nights with my posse of celebrities and our non-celeb friends (who will be pseudo-celebs just from their close proximity to us).

And these are the types of thoughts that keep me going at the end of the semester.

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