Cast List

The Cast List

Hey guys.

Since I use ridiculous nicknames for everyone (I tried using fake real names a la Barmaid Blog but...well, it's not hard to see she's far more talented than I at deception.  And I mean that as a compliment!), here's kind of a run down of the peeps referenced in my silly exploits.

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Angel -- Rescued my broke ass out in Pasadena when my bank wasn't allowing me access to my funds, but my car's gas tank wasn't going to allow me to get home that night.  Never went much farther than hanging out a few times, although his cabin out in the woods of Alta Dena was perfect for spooky Halloween movie watching.  He has since moved down to San Diego and as I recently found out he has a girlfriend on the east coast named Bree, I don't expect to see too much more of him.

The Boss -- Also my manager and agent, he's the main boss man at The Agency.  Both completely selfless at times and completely selfish at others, his word is Law no matter what the circumstances. You can imagine how well that goes down with me at times, but solidarity amongst the employees and clients help.  On the other hand, that attitude is extremely useful in an agenting capacity, and when he's using it to dot the i's and cross the t's in my television contracts, I'm not going to complain.

The Ex-Roommate -- A fabulously cool girl who I never saw for the first 5 months that I lived in the apartment for because she was constantly at her boyfriend's place, where she has since moved into.  She currently works at a thankless job at a film school and hates everything about Hollywood that there is to hate.

Gillespie - The best friend of Playboy, who is physically far more my type; tall, dark hair, scruffy. Funny as hell and apparently a good dancer (this has yet to be proven), his deal is made far more complicated by the fact that he just broke up with his girlfriend of four years, including having to move out of their place together.  All of these things combined make for us getting together a Very Bad Idea, which has appeal in itself. Because I am emotionally 12.  Still, I'm doing my best to think of him as an affectionate older brother. Who I make jokes with concerning lingerie. We've hooked up once and have continued to flirt, but it's still a work in progress.

Hot Neighbor --  The hot neighbor of Playboy's who he'd been trying to nail for ages, and finally did. From what I gather, he's not as enthused about her any longer (ah, men), but the fact that he lied to me about her a few times caused not a few feelings of annoyance on my part. I've never actually met the girl.

Irish - Met him the same night I met Roosevelt.  I had actually spent most of the night talking to Irish and kept in touch via email (he lives down in the OC).  I've since had dinner with him on my way down to San Diego and he's come up here specifically to have dinner with me.  He's a bit older but I'm genuinely interested in what he has to say during a conversation, and that is more rare for me than is probably healthy. 

Mars - Met this boy at Les Deux one night when I was begged to come to another boy's birthday party.  Keep in mind, I loathe Les Deux.  In any case, he is so named because I knew him from his work on the lovely series Veronica Mars (let's say this, if you're a huge fan of the show, you'd know who he was, but he wasn't one of the series regulars).  A perfectly nice boy, although a bit sophomoric at times. Been an actor for most of his life and doesn't do much else besides that and writing.  Must be nice.

Middledesk --  Co-worker at The Agency who sits at, DING!, the Middle Desk in the office.  Practically brand new to LA, she moved here from Missouri and started working at The Agency three days later.  An aspiring actress (eventually), she's not always the quickest of girls but in general, very sweet. There was the same incident with the IM that involved Sidedesk that had our relationship cold for a while, but I'd like to think we've moved past it. Likes scrapbooking, baby kittens and rainbows.

Ogre --  My bestest friend, and probably the guy I'll end up marrying.  Currently in the Air Force and overseas for 95% of the time, and therefore a doomed relationship for now.  We spend most of our time bemoaning that no one around us is as cool as we are.

Playboy -- An actual client of The Agency, his nickname is literally meant to mean 'Boy who is in Plays". However, since I have referenced him around The Agency, I needed something that was going to be a bit misleading yet still be easy for me to use. A bit older than me and a fellow Scorpio, Playboy's and my relationship is primarily platonic as we don't quite have the chemistry thing down pat.  Perhaps it's the fact that he's only about an inch taller than me, who knows.  As of late, Playboy has been getting on my nerves by not being completely honest about a girl he slept with, Hot Neighbor, although since we have always maintained we have an open relationship, it's primarily the dishonesty I'm concerned about rather than him actually seeing someone else.  Our relationship is further complicated by my being attracted to his best friend (See Gillespie).

Prettyboy -- I always run into this boy when I'm out clubbing. He's tall, ridiculously good looking, and French. 'Nuff said.

Producer -- The bane of my romantic life for quite a bit.  Producer and I met while he was producing a show I was acting on (hence, name. I'm nothing if not simple), and while we spent three almost magically perfect days together and the chemistry between us has never been a problem, he comes with a slight drawback; he's a complete douchebag. He's ridiculously hot and he's very aware of that.  As of now, Producer has kind of faded from existence as I realized that merely being enamored of someone's awesome hair is not a good thing to base a relationship on.  Maddeningly, he also doesn't seem to want a relationship based purely on sex, which is a downright shame.

The Roommate -- An artist and a substitute teacher, she has infinitely better taste than myself in home decoration and about the same horrible taste as me in men.  She currently lives in half of the living room of our one-bedroom apartment and seems to grudgingly accept she's not going to get better arrangements for the time being.  We get along for the most part, although she has a slight self-righteous streak that can get on my nerves.  We'll never be best friends, but we work fairly well as roomies.

Roosevelt:  Guy I met at a Halloween Party at the Hotel Roosevelt. Works at a video game company as a designer, makes quite a bit of money doing it.  Still fairly new to LA, he's too short for me to be seriously interested, but a very sweet guy. We've gone out on a couple could-be-construed-as-dates, and he wrote me a Christmas card with an emotionally charged poem inside that just about had me screaming for the hills, but he hasn't been pushy at all since then, despite my cowardly lack of communication, so I'm almost at the point where I can speak to him again.

Shandra -- The trademarked Sweetest Girl in LA.  A model who also works in real estate, she has an in to most clubs in Hollywood, and is one of those rare people who fit in just about any circumstance, be it hiking, clubbing or an elegant dinner. I love her to death and she's usually one of the first people I call when something fun comes up.

Sidedesk (See also: Middledesk) -- A co-worker at The Agency. Guess where she sits. A girl somewhat newish to the LA scene, she lives nearby in Hollywood and goes out to clubs fairly often.  There was an incident involving a wayward IM that had me not speaking to her or Middledesk for quite some time, but we've since moved past that and if we're not friends, I'm certainly more comfortable around her.
 

Trouble Boy -- The ridiculous hot guy who was my boss up at Bear Mountain for a time.  Was enamored until I A. discovered his bald spot, and B. he kicked me out of an employee BBQ for not working there anymore. As this season starts up again I'm sure I'll run into him, but I'm fairly certain my starry eyed feelings will be at a low minimum now.