i know it’s lazy thus far cause i’m writing from bed, and it will be noon before i know it.
i do have a bunch of stuff to get done this weekened.
but can’t they wait till tomorrow?
probably not.
G. (Grover) informed me that i’m not allowed to say it’s spring, because this creates disasterous results.
i do have to say that yesterday was, indeed, utterly miserable, weather-wise, with the slushy rainy snow and the coldness and last night the wind was bitter and sharp.
but i can’t say that i CREATED this weather.
that’s all i’m saying.
yesterday i didn’t have any free time after; i was very busy working, which is a very good thing, income-wise. i had to rush around just a little too much because i didn’t plan for all the massages, but it all worked out. all was good.
before we went to the opening of “best little whorehouse in texas” at the hoogland center, the cast of my play went to norb andy’s for dinner. it was pretty delicious, even though i didn’t get a horseshoe and almost everybody else got one. i did steal a few random cheese-covered fries when people weren’t looking. it was fun to not have rehearsal, nice to have friday off. no more fridays off from now on.
my initial reaction to the show was a serious sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, seeing the women up on the stage in their lingerie. it hit me like a ton of bricks that in a month i’m going to be up there dressed a lot like that, except most of them had little sheer robes covering their undergarments.
it took much of the first act to get over this. i know i’m being ridiculous, and it’s not like i was FORCED to take this part, and i know it’s going to be both fun and funny.
but still, seeing the women made me want to just give up food altogether till the show opens.
my dad was in this show the last time they did it at the theater centre, about 10 or so years ago. i didn’t get to see him in it because i was living someplace else, but now i think that’s an incredibly lame excuse and i wish i’d have seen him. i know he was fantastic.
i was in this show, too, even more years ago, in summer stock. this might have been the last play of the summer, and i remember that it was fun playing a whore, plus i was dying my hair blonde myself back then, except this guy in the company helped me one night after lots of alcohol and it ended up almost platinum, and he then revealed that he had a thing for platinum blondes.
but the show took place several weeks after my ultra-blonding and my hair had grown out a whole lot, so i really did look like a cheap whore, with about an inch or so of dark roots and then the almost white hair.
nice.
nice and trashy, that is.
in the production last night lori ann fahnders played the lead, miss mona. boy, she has a great voice. i kept thinking, if i had a voice even close to as good as hers i’d be out using it someplace. someplace BIG. where they pay you the big bucks to entertain.
after the show i played boggle with G. (Gavin) and he beat me. BUT JUST BARELY. ok, not that just barely. but he didn’t slaughter me, like randy has been doing the past few times. last night i felt like i was able to find more words than i’d been doing lately. maybe i just need to practice a lot.
because i really can’t have these boys beating me all the time. it’s just not right.
ok, here’s me, whirling into action…
saturday grace.