Sirry called me at about one, while I banged my head against my keyboard with fruitless abandon. She’s sick and asked if I could come in early so she could go home. dragged myself in to Rocket at about three-thirty. I didn’t leave until after midnight. Jeff was happy to announce that Sarah Thompson had been in. She’s been coming in fairly often of late, but she’s just so darn cute, we can’t help but take notice.
Mark’s meeting with Vic went well, it turns out. He filled me in on the details when he came in. That news came as a relief. Still, Mark was down tonight, both physically and mentally. And he didn’t seem to improve when I let him put in Young Guns II. It wasn’t until the end of the night, when we played a Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds video collection and “Stagger Lee” began that Mark perked up.
Oh, and Rai came in as well. Rai, the effervescent breath fo fresh air that she is, breezed through at about nine and joyfully told us that she just snagged a part in a movie as a vampire queen. They’re shooting the film in Hearst Castle and she just got fitted with fangs today. She said she also gets to wear red contacts.
I love Rai.
The only other actor sighting of note was Erica Leerhsen, although even though I helped her look for movies about autism, I hadn’t the faintest clue who she was until after she left and Mark said, “That was cool.”
Sara called at the end of the night, but I was too busy. I tried to call her back after we closed, while I took care of menial nonsense, but she didn’t answer.
Sad.
