I had the confidence of an overserved freshmen at a frat party.
I was like, here I am, and I began the process of auditioning, which it's really just a condensed way to say driving back and forth to Santa Monica in rush hour traffic, but the feedback that I received was that I was always either too young, too old, too cute, too plain, too smart, too ditzy.
It was as if goldilocks were every casting director and I just couldn't nail it, and eventually, I started booking some costar and guest star roles, but my coveted lead alluded me, and I would go to bed negotiating with the universe.
I would say, okay, if I could just book the lead on CIS and CIS: Miami, I promise I will decrease my carbon footprint by at least six in the next calendar year.
So clearly I know absolutely nothing about the measure of carbon.
I find it almost as confusing as the concept of the Magna Carta, but then it happened.
I was cast on Veronica Mars, which was my first show, and everything I ever wanted was in front of me.
I was earning a real paycheck.
I was the lead of a TV show.
I owed the universe all my carbon.