On the same day that my roommate realizes that he didn't get the CSI job he had hoped to get, I realize that I never received the phone call from Michael Swingler, the USC director. That's too bad, I really enjoyed that audition and would've loved to do that short, little, spicy film.
Ah well, the audition was sweet enough, I suppose.
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