Book a flight, book a part

I don't know why it is, but without fail, every single time I book a flight, I end up booking a part. Truly, you've never seen someone with more airline credits from canceled travel than me.

I have often wondered if I should just book a ticket every week to go somewhere (anywhere, really), and then watch the work pour in. Somehow, I figure it wouldn't work if I did that.

With that said, I booked a flight to London this morning. I'm going to take a couple meetings, go to a premiere, and get lost in a lovely rainy city for a few days (in tow, with the beau).

As fate would have it, my last pilot audition this morning illicited this response from the CDs: "How have we never read you before? Did you just get to LA? You are spectacular! Thank you so so much for coming in. I mean, spectacular!" You would think I paid this woman to be so nice to me.

And even as I left the room, and felt the glare of the other actresses (who heard the gush-fest through the thin walls), I didn't let that get me down. I thought to myself: "Enjoy the compliment. Don't let these girls make you feel bad for being good."

(Because seriously, it sometimes feels like highschool).

Now here is what could very well happen -- the producers will decide this weekend to test me, and there I'll be, in Notting Hill, wondering how soon I can get back to LA.

And I'm telling you....it's all because I booked a flight.