who I actually don't know personally, but do know he's fancy and talented.... So after the show's through I'm hankerin' a cigarette (which tends to happen when I'm alone) and out I go to the street and fully bum one from him. I introduce myself and he's all "I'm Michael" and I'm all "I'm Luvy" like he should know. But, what the fuck. I wanted a smoke and he was willing so...just sayin' it was weird to bum a cig from MJLaC with him wondering who I am when I know who he is (kinda) and was he wondering if I knew who he was?! Just sayin....It's weird to be an actress and not come across as being opportunistic - I wasn't trying to network - I was so about to not make it thanks to the MTA's late night painting party at Columbus Circle, but I knows I needs to support mah friends - and am happy to do so. I just don't know what all these muthus look like so I end up meeting them despite myself. I wish I was fancier, but I'm not yet, so how to navigate?
Lea was great and her show reminded me of how close all the entertaining mediums are. So, watch your back.

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