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26 pages of questions and a Hollywood star. I got an e-mail yesterday from Los Angeles. I got an e-mail yesterday from a company that casts a television show. I feel like a star. I feel like my name deserves to be on a star like they are on that side walk in Los Angeles. Of course though for that to happen I need to fill out a 26 page questionaire that was attached to the e-mail I got. All that stands between me and reality television stardom is 26 pages of in depth questions. 26 pages between me and the title of a cultural icon. I am going to ride this wave as long as I can. {(Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road)} |
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