October 12, 1998
I really thought this one would be different. I really thought this one was gonna go better than all the other resounding failures. I did. I really thought I would solve all my problems, end all my hang-ups, break all the curses that lay upon my head. I did. I really did. I didn't.
What was different? For the first time in a long time, I got the sides ahead of time for a commercial audition. Since I've used the excuse that 'I didn't have enough time to prepare' so often, I actually started to believe it. So this, I thought, would be the secret to unraveling the mystery of my commercial audition woes.
I prepared it on the way over, saying my long monologue over and over in the car, as I often do for theatrical auditions. But all the magic that I had hoped for and envisioned while preparing the scene just never really materialized. It may have been that my partner was pretty lame, but then again, that could just be a replacement excuse. For now, the curse lives on.