Hello. I live in the American Gardens Building on West 81st Street on the 11th floor. My name is Jeff Fuell. I'm 35 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, and that includes a balanced diet and a rigourous exercise routine. In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put an ice pack on while doing my stomach crunches. I can do a thousand now. After I remove the ice pack, I use a deep pour cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub and on the face an exfoilating gel scrub. Then, I apply an herb mint facial mask which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an aftershave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then, moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion. I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. There is an idea of a Jeff Fuell; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me, only an entity, somthing illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not...there...but seriously...Hello. I am a professional actor/model (SAG). I have been pursuing my craft since I was twenty-one and have a very strong resume, mainly theater. I am also a very driven person and I tend to spend most of my time trying to escape the dreaded 9-5 thing and focusing on my hobbies, one of which I would like to turn into my career, but I like to get .. and chat when I can. You can check out my profiles at onemodelplace.com., actorsaccess.com and lacasting.com. I am in a lot of other different places, also...but I forget where. Kind of like life in general.I wish I could say that my television debut is the guy running by in the video below...but it isn't. It sure would be fun if it were, though.This is an impression of me at my day-job. I love working. Really, I do. The long hours. The infinite boredom. The always welcome personality conflicts from loving co-workers. The daily drama that always seems to be floating around somewhere causing conflict in the workplace. I look forward to nothing more than enduring this on a daily basis. Am I being sarcastic enough?Here is a video of how I feel when I report to my wonderful day-job. I do love it so...Here is what I would like to do at my day job. "It's not that I'm lazy, it's just that I don't care."This is the most dead-on video I have ever seen that is an example of how I feel when I am doing that wonderful, fulfilling day-job thing.
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