untitled.

Now that i am officially done with the roller skates I am seriously considering having a ceremonious burning. It could be nice, at the beach or something. I could roast marshmellows over them and it would be delicious and cathartic. No?


Had two pretty successful runthroughs of Caesar this week, though they were obviously very rough. I am more off book than I thought I would be with the extremely limited amount of rehearsals I have been having but definitely still have alot of work to do in terms of getting myself where I want and need to be by this weekend. Unfortunately, everything has piled up in the same month, professionally and personally, so I am feeling like a chicken running around with it's head cut off most of the time and as a result I am worried i am not putting 100% in everything I do. Which is definitely not what I like doing.

Luckily my cast is so supportive and wonderful, I am having a great time with Leigh and Lovelle, and getting to know everyone else is just the best part of doing a new show.




I just need to pull it together in time for this weekend, but my brain feels like it is being pulled in about a hundred different directions by at least a hundred different people. At least now I am starting to see what my limits are as well as the limitations of my schedule and that pesky business of there only being 24 hours in a day. Makes things difficult when one has three jobs, two plays in one month, apartment hunting, a puppy friend, and so much more.

But I promise I am trying to focus. I was in a pretty shitty mood tonight though. But i really did try to focus. It was everyone's first night with no scripts on stage so there was lots of line calling and the sweet nice girl who was giving us our lines was just being waaaay too quiet and not giving us the full line which resulted in lots of time being wasted and irritated the fuck out of me because everyone had to ask over and over what the line was. Word of advice to anyone who's job it is to call lines, speak loudly, clearly, and say the whole lineeeeeee. pleaaaassseeee.

this girl is very sweet and we so appreciate the help so i feel bad but i wanted to cut her tonight.

I must say it was helpful to be violently murdered about 15 times onstage tonight. While my throat does hurt I do feel like it let out a shit ton of stress I was holding onto and suppressing.

At least Maeby likes me again. She has been mad at me for being away so much, but she is actually deigning to sleep with me tonight instead of the couch like some scorned lover, which is what she has been doing all week. Speaking of which...

quick question: would it be so wrong...if i did this to Maebelline?

(photo courtesy of Sea of Shoes)

Jokes.

Maybe sleep now? Probably not.
xoxo.