In search of the proverbial" LIFE PARTNER" in Italy.

I am in Italy again.
I think that this is the fifth time I am living in here-do you consider three months living somewhere? I do.Get an apt- (in another language,) go on dates (communicate through dictionaries,) pay rent and try to find work- without papers-now I get what feels like to try to get a Green card in America.
I had this dream to move here-Italy-well Rome really-after working ten years in the LA film industry.Oh yah it was glamourous, really-limosines, A-list actors-big money (I usually made 1000$ a day with some overtime.I was the classic 'day player' actor-which meant always about two lines of dialogue.
I am still getting residuals from the goof ball movie "Mr. Bean." We worked for 1 day in 1996! 12 years later I am still scraping (not raking) it in. I probably made about 5000$ for that day of work-crazy huh?too much fun.)What did I do with my $??-hot restaurants-regular trips to Greece,Turkey shit I went to Turkey alone twice-this was before Sept.11th- (God rest peoples souls from this deepest tradgety)- fancy cars-shit I ended up with two Mercedes-I grew to care deeply about those fucking cars and status and image-too much-this was all while I was still hot and Young and had the body of a Victoria's Secret model-no I'm not conceited just super fucking lucky 'cause my mom passed the 'hot bod'genes on to me.
I mean smoking hot without tryin'. One of those girls you just hate! No gym,ice cream,blue cheese dressing and cookies,muffins and candy.But I have such a genuine disposition... that people just loved me.And my face was cute but not as hot (kind of ethnic without being able to place it.Which back then in the 70's,80's and 90's wasn't as cool as it is now that we have an African American President-thanks Obama.)So you didn't want to hate me.

In search of the proverbial" LIFE PARTNER" in Italy.

Rome, Italy