it’s a little after six a.m. and i’ve been awake for about 45 minutes now, so i thought i might as well do a little writing. the REALLY weird thing is that i wrote on here early in the morning yesterday but i didn’t remember that i had.
writing early in the morning, you can’t believe anything i’m writing because clearly i’m writing in my sleep.
my cat is sitting in my lap right now which makes it a little bit challenging to type. he doesn’t seem totaly thrilled that i’m writing, but he is purring, so he’s not too upset about it. but i know he’d really like it if i turned off the light and attempted sleeping again. and least HE’S always able to sleep!
last night rehearsal was…bizarre. i guess that’s the best way to describe it. we managed to keep going most of the time, which was good, but there were many many things we did wrong. but the great thing about this show is that you probably wouldn’t have been able to see what was wrong, because there’s so much of it that is disjointed and doesn’t necessarily make any sense anyway.
one thing that happened is we’re supposed to rush into a room and the door just wouldn’t open. this was particularly funny because we do so much with doors in the play, rushing in and out of them all the time, and in the play the doors don’t open and shut correctly sometimes and we have to pretend that they’re not working. so it was funny when the door actually wasn’t working.
after rehearsal many of us when out for drinks and ed bought the first round for everyone, which was quite nice.
ed’s mother-in-law also sent CUPCAKES to rehearsal with him and i ate a chocolate cupcake with red white and blue sprinkles (for an early 4th of july, perhaps?) and it was DELICIOUS.
i think it’s supposed to be grey and cold here today, which is fine, because maybe i’ll just spend a good portion of the day sleeping really really really late.
(this of course is my neverending fantasy that never actually comes true).
maybe, when i’m not actually sleeping, i’ll read some of the books piled next to my bed. it’s more like a sprawl of books than a pile, because i never can keep them all stacked up. perhaps i should put a few of them away, sinc i’m not going to read ALL of them right now, and realistically i probably won’t read any of them.
maybe at least one. or two.
i feel like throwing the SHAPE magazine away. the skinny bikini-clad model on the cover seems to be smirking annoyingly at me.
last night at the bar, the prop master’s wife, annie was talking to me. she’d seen my in my bustier the night before and she said i looked “womanly.” Uh oh. i said “you mean FAT?” of course she said no, but she does have me worried now. what’s she going to say, “yeah, grace, you looked FAT LIKE A HOUSE.
annoying model smirking at me from the cover of the magazine.
when i’m not lying in bed sleeping or reading, maybe i’ll go work out a little only in order to go sit in the hot tub at the club. because it’s HOT. or maybe i’ll just say, screw the working out, i’m just going to sit in the hot tub.
and then maybe i’ll spend some time in the sauna, which sounds appealing and warm. maybe i’ll just SWEAT the pounds away.
it’s a little freaky to think of the show starting a short week from now.
just a little freaky.
definitely, definitely, when i’m not sleeping/reading/in the hot tub at the fit club, i’m going to be intensely studying my script. the problem is that i do my lines perfectly when i’m not actually there at rehearsal.
ok, back to sleep i go.
goodnight. good morning. i hope your weekend is full of good things.
really early saturday grace.