I've Been Had!

Damn you craigslist and my naivety that everyone has a good, kind soul. My “job” was a SCAM. The secretiveness that I sensed was real, but the secretiveness was to keep ME in the dark, not keep a cool assignment under wraps. Thank goodness I caught this, with the help of my brother, google scams and realistic thinking, before anything went too far. So, back to the drawing board on the job front.
Now to update you on the two other current endeavors of my life in LA: writing and finding friends. I am pleased to say that I have one friend here. His name is Jason and he’s also from Colorado. Combined we still have NO idea what to do in LA. The other day we walked along the boardwalk so far we spanned 2 cities, we were on the brink of entering Mexico but we didn’t bring our passports so we had to turn around. We encountered a few drunkards along the walk and were tempted to exchange phone numbers with them because they had already proved themselves to be cool. If I've learned anything in the past 22 years it's that public drunkeness is cool. Other than walking, we haven’t quite gotten the hang of what to do/where to go. But I can confidently say we have mastered walking. We’ve tossed around the idea of posting an ad on craigslist of “cool people seek another cool friend who does fun things”. And unlike a few other things I know on craigslists, this is not a scam.
I went to dinner with a friend from college last night, and it was one of the best nights so far in LA. It combined all the things I care about: casual drinks, the Lakers game, food and recapping funny situations of our friends from afar. So Sears if you are reading my blog, you've now made the list of my friends in LA. Be proud it's a super exclusive list. There are only two people on it.
Now as far as writing, this blog is where I am spitting quite a bit of my creative energy, but my brother and I are hard at work on mock episode for the TV show "How I Met Your Mother". We are planning on entering in a fellowship competition that would hopefully get us PAID. Not only in money but in experience. Most of you readers know that I am borderline obsessed with How I Met Your Mother, and those of you who don't know that obviously don't know me and have no business reading this blog. JUST KIDDING. read on, but also see the show because it is the best show on television.

Getting My Flirt On

Making new friends is one of the most awkward experiences of all time. Be you guy or girl, there is no doubt that you gotta get your heterosexual flirt on. Thankfully I was in a sorority in college so girl flirting is basically my thing. I’m living in a house with two other girls and a boy. They, having a life, are gone a lot and I, having no life, am at the house quite a bit. Heterosexual friend flirting is a very difficult art to master, you must both leave your subject wanting more, but not creep them out. It is a very thin line to toy with. But the first weekend of my arrival in LA is quickly approaching and I’m pretty confident in my abilities to force a girl crush on my roommates (well except the boy, maybe we will just develop a normal friendship). Wish me luck everyone!

PS- if any of my roommates have somehow stumbled upon my blog… this is now awkward.

success!

I got a job today! I am the personal assistant to a man who runs a business in Los Angeles but is in London for a few months. I will receive detailed instructions about what I am to do every week. Which makes it all kind of secretive, like I'm a spy or something. Like my mission cannot be disclosed until the very last second to ensure no information is leaked. And then I remember that he told me I would be taking inventory on clothes and electronics and the whole spy thing kind of falls apart. BUT it is a job non-the-less, and while it does not have anything to do with comedy, (as so perfectly put by Marshall in How I Met Your Mother) I need a reason to put pants on in the morning.
I'm still working on the comedy stuff but this will put a nice chunk of change in my pocket. holllllar.

Baby Steps

The job/internship search continues. I am not having the best luck in finding an internship to replace the one that brought me out here (more on that later). But I have successfully applied for several assistant jobs over craigslist. One of the biggest problems is I know what I want to do, but when you type “being funny” into the search bar for craigslist or careerbuilders.com you don’t get the best results.
This search has brought me to the conclusion that finding jobs is dumb. How are you supposed to take all the knowledge you gathered in college and define it in one tiny word to fit into a search bar of a truly unhelpful website? I was an English major and am one of, if not the only, English major who does not want to be a lawyer or teacher—far too ambitious. I have real, completely obtainable dreams of being a comedy writer! And then there is the age-old dilemma of having lack of experience, and how is one supposed to gain experience if no one will hire you? And on top of it all, there are those parents (not mine, I have been lucky enough to have parents that are actually supporting this outrageous move to Los Angeles sans job) who are constantly on their child’s case about getting, not just a job, but a career. Well, listen up parents. None of us can get jobs because you are all still working. It’s not the immigrants stealing our jobs; it’s our own parents. Yeah, that’s right I just solved the immigration issue. That should be my job. Now who’s paying me?

Are motorcycles the new CR-V?

If my two least favorite things weren't helmet hair and profusely sweating I would definitely invest in a motorcycle in this city. These cyclists weave in and out of traffic with such ease while I don't move at all. I do not even move with ease within my own vehicle in fear that any gesture towards my phone would be interpreted as violating the "hands-free law". The "hands-free law" is the law in CA that you cannot hold/talk on/text/email/play brickbreaker (all of which I do best while on the road) while you are driving. The fine is large, but the embarrassment that would come along with the ticket is far larger. I do not want to stand out as foreigner anymore than I already do with my Colorado plates and courteous driving skills. So I suppose until I make it big and get some ca$h money, I will forgo the motorcycle and invest in a bluetooth headset.

Welcome!

Hello all my readers (aka Mom, Dad and any friends who are embarrassingly bored--get lives, people), this is my first post. I'm Anna, that's "On-Uh" not "Anne-Uh", just so we are all clear on that, and this blog is going to take you through the trial and tribulations of my effort to make it big (or just survive) Hollywood in comedy writing. I have never left home for longer than a few weeks at a time so naturally I decided to move to a foreign city during the biggest transition stage of my life, from college to the real world. I'm from Denver, CO and spent the last four years of my life in a blur of fun, learning and drinking at the University of Colorado- GO BUFFS! I've left amazing parents, and mediocre friends in Colorado to dip my feet in the shark tank of Los Angeles. I will keep you updated on any writing, internships, jobs, common interactions with the locals, etc as often as I can in this blog. Which will be very often seeing as of right now I have nothing on my plate. So hold on tight, because this blog is sure to ROCK YOUR WORLD.