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Hey, I was supposed to be in this scene
Aug. 11th, 2003 11:57 amQuite an interesting weekend.
I had inklings of it earlier, but this weekend firmly pinned down a negative factor in my recent life: I'm in theatre withdrawal. Now, I know that I was wise to put theatre on hold for the remainder of the year. It has proven to be a good decision.
Except for the part where my soul is starving.
Planning a big event satisfies some of the same bits, but the performer side is starting to get cranky. Hopefully being aware of the problem will help mitigate the effects. I am afeared however that I am becoming clingy upon my theatrical friends. I need a contact buzz! Apease me! Must keep an eye on potential clingy behaviors.
The good news is that the wedding plans are making leaps forward, and my excitement grows.
My diet continues on fairly even keel, and it is not traumatic. While losing weight is a goal, it is truly more about eating correctly and getting a sense of what the proper amount of daily food intake is. (And realizing that yes, you can actually live on it.)
The honeymoon plans are taking shape nicely, and I am still patting myself on the back about getting the cruise fare fixed (although I still haven't gotten confirmation that the fix has been done. I remain heartened). Also, my friends Chrissy and Paul who will be unable to come to the wedding itself (they winter in Florida) will be driving over to visit with us during our stay in Tampa during our honeymoon trip. Monte and I are very excited and pleased by this!
I am aching to do a show (or FIVE) at Fringe next year. I have never actually performed at Fringe and this seems like a travesty of global justice. I want to produce a show (was looking at "Othello"), but I am feeling like all my ideas are lame and unoriginal. I want to be brilliant!
The good news is that I had nice bonding moments with the very exhausted No Pants crew this weekend. It soothed some lonely part of me, and made a nice little glow of self-worth. Amongst all my other impending social engagements (dinner with Claude and Ethel, gaming with Figment and JoeChico, drinking with Envoy, etc.), I must now schedule a rendezvous with Joe Scrimshaw, and invite Josh and Adrienne over for dinner soon. And get together and talk theatre with TIMMY.
The bar crawl is impending. There are birthday parties impending. In point of fact, there were nice moments this weekend that completely counteracted all the recent social melodramas. Ahh.
The actual facts of the weekend:
Friday I went to the chiropractor. Monte and I watched Sexy Beast and then went out to see "Sex with David Mann". We both enjoyed ourselves muchly, except for the hyena-woman whose volume was turned up to 12. Yike! Finally someone told her to tone it down and the rest of the audience uncovered their heads and enjoyed the rest of the show.
Saturday I ran to the post office. I cut my hair. I worked on the wedding dress design. I went to the MISFITS Open Meeting (and had nummy ice cream!). I came home and watched Signs. Monte and I talked wedding stuff. I went off to see Ministry of Cultural Warfare's "Industrials" - fabulous! And then I met up with everyone for "Look Ma, No Pants". Stumbles the Bum was very funny, but Josh claims it was lame because there was no cap on the Carlo and he had to tone everything down. The improv was amazing! Ferrari McSpeedy make me giggle. Carlo Time was amusing simply because it was clear Joe and Josh were about two nanoseconds from snoring. Poor boys looked exhausted.
Sunday Monte and I got up and went to meet Chrissy and Paul for brunch - very fun! Then we headed off and spent the day shopping. Whee! Then to Movie Night. "Happy Tree Friends" doesn't do as much for me as "Rejected" - HTF seems like a one-joke series. The variations are fun but ultimately not something I need to see repeatedly. The movie, Playing God wanted to be a Tarantino film, but was saved by some fun dialogue and scenery chewing by Timothy Hutton. Angelina Jolie didn't annoy me, amazingly enough. And David Duchovny ought to have more of a film career.
Tonight was going to be Craft Night at Ethel's but it's been postponed. Which is just as well. I will stay home and do crafty things.
I had inklings of it earlier, but this weekend firmly pinned down a negative factor in my recent life: I'm in theatre withdrawal. Now, I know that I was wise to put theatre on hold for the remainder of the year. It has proven to be a good decision.
Except for the part where my soul is starving.
Planning a big event satisfies some of the same bits, but the performer side is starting to get cranky. Hopefully being aware of the problem will help mitigate the effects. I am afeared however that I am becoming clingy upon my theatrical friends. I need a contact buzz! Apease me! Must keep an eye on potential clingy behaviors.
The good news is that the wedding plans are making leaps forward, and my excitement grows.
My diet continues on fairly even keel, and it is not traumatic. While losing weight is a goal, it is truly more about eating correctly and getting a sense of what the proper amount of daily food intake is. (And realizing that yes, you can actually live on it.)
The honeymoon plans are taking shape nicely, and I am still patting myself on the back about getting the cruise fare fixed (although I still haven't gotten confirmation that the fix has been done. I remain heartened). Also, my friends Chrissy and Paul who will be unable to come to the wedding itself (they winter in Florida) will be driving over to visit with us during our stay in Tampa during our honeymoon trip. Monte and I are very excited and pleased by this!
I am aching to do a show (or FIVE) at Fringe next year. I have never actually performed at Fringe and this seems like a travesty of global justice. I want to produce a show (was looking at "Othello"), but I am feeling like all my ideas are lame and unoriginal. I want to be brilliant!
The good news is that I had nice bonding moments with the very exhausted No Pants crew this weekend. It soothed some lonely part of me, and made a nice little glow of self-worth. Amongst all my other impending social engagements (dinner with Claude and Ethel, gaming with Figment and JoeChico, drinking with Envoy, etc.), I must now schedule a rendezvous with Joe Scrimshaw, and invite Josh and Adrienne over for dinner soon. And get together and talk theatre with TIMMY.
The bar crawl is impending. There are birthday parties impending. In point of fact, there were nice moments this weekend that completely counteracted all the recent social melodramas. Ahh.
The actual facts of the weekend:
Friday I went to the chiropractor. Monte and I watched Sexy Beast and then went out to see "Sex with David Mann". We both enjoyed ourselves muchly, except for the hyena-woman whose volume was turned up to 12. Yike! Finally someone told her to tone it down and the rest of the audience uncovered their heads and enjoyed the rest of the show.
Saturday I ran to the post office. I cut my hair. I worked on the wedding dress design. I went to the MISFITS Open Meeting (and had nummy ice cream!). I came home and watched Signs. Monte and I talked wedding stuff. I went off to see Ministry of Cultural Warfare's "Industrials" - fabulous! And then I met up with everyone for "Look Ma, No Pants". Stumbles the Bum was very funny, but Josh claims it was lame because there was no cap on the Carlo and he had to tone everything down. The improv was amazing! Ferrari McSpeedy make me giggle. Carlo Time was amusing simply because it was clear Joe and Josh were about two nanoseconds from snoring. Poor boys looked exhausted.
Sunday Monte and I got up and went to meet Chrissy and Paul for brunch - very fun! Then we headed off and spent the day shopping. Whee! Then to Movie Night. "Happy Tree Friends" doesn't do as much for me as "Rejected" - HTF seems like a one-joke series. The variations are fun but ultimately not something I need to see repeatedly. The movie, Playing God wanted to be a Tarantino film, but was saved by some fun dialogue and scenery chewing by Timothy Hutton. Angelina Jolie didn't annoy me, amazingly enough. And David Duchovny ought to have more of a film career.
Tonight was going to be Craft Night at Ethel's but it's been postponed. Which is just as well. I will stay home and do crafty things.
