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Bread Penises and (Mostly) Other Things
Oct. 13th, 2004 11:50 pmIt works! The update page works! This is good, because Phoenix and my computer weren't getting along very well.
Today was the day we performed our scenes in class. It went really well. We ended up going first, because one of the girls who was supposed to go first was really, really nervous. It went almost smoothly, aside from me thinking I'd skipped a line when I hadn't and my scene partner getting stuck in the middle of his monologue a couple times. And goddamn if he didn't give me much to work with on that monologue. That monologue is Tommy's big chance to seduce Donna again, but he did very little with that. Maybe he was not so comfortable with pursuing that while his girlfriend was in the audience, but come on. There's a difference between real life and what happens onstage. Ah well. It's done, and it was pretty good. Someone in the class even commented that it would be hard to follow. Rehearsal on Monday had gone pretty well. Even if I did take more of a director role than I should have. Oops. My scene partner let me get away with it though, because he's my bitch. Or was. We're done working together now.
My parents came to watch my performance. It was the first time they'd ever heard me say "fuck." Gabrielle couldn't come because of rain and lack of car. If I'd known about that earlier, I'd have given her a ride. But ah well. Eric couldn't make it either, because he had to work. Apparently he's been working like crazy. As in, a full 40-hour week done in half a week. He sounds much happier, though. Good thing he quit bartending.
For a while, I was a little afraid I might not make it to class to do the scene because I was sick. First, I started coming down with a cold on Monday. For that I started taking Umcka yesterday, which is amazing stuff, and now the cold isn't bothering me at all, aside from the occasional mild cough. But on top of that my digestive system decided to rebel. No fun at all. But that was resolved in plenty of time to go to my acting class. (Skipped all the others today on account of feeling like shit.) And now I feel fine.
Yesterday was my birthday. We went out to dinner and my mom made chocolate cake. And my parents gave me a Borders gift certificate and a purple cashmere scarf. I wore the latter to class today, in the interests of taking care of my throat on this rainy, cold day. One of the girls in the class had a hard time believing I'm now 23. Also yesterday I ran into Asae in the middle of the street. Almost literally. No collision, but we did randomly meet up crossing Central in opposite directions. I turned back and got more tea, despite having just finished an entire pot of it at Petra. So I got to talk to her a bit, which was nice.
Saturday was an MSSA meeting, which was both fun and productive. It was also the first time in a month that I didn't spend my Saturday evening drinking a lot. And the weekend as a whole was the first time I didn't drink at all in, oh, six months or so. I figured I'd be good just before my birthday, which I haven't finished celebrating. (Hey, I'm on fall break now.)
Thursday was the MSSA movie night on which we finally watched The Anchoress, as Cynthia had been waiting anxiously for. It was quite interesting, all British and artsy. It did have a bread penis in it, though it wasn't as prominent in the movie as it was on the back of the box. There was also goat sex and a naked man in a barrel. And people ducking and lifting children through a hole in a big cloth.
In other news, my CD player is broken again. And I think I'm screwed, because the Sanskrit syllabus says there's a midterm next Monday, but I don't know if this is actually happening, because I wasn't in class today. And I'm a bit behind anyway. I need to spend more time doing Sanskrit and staying out of trouble. I've been handling the staying out of trouble bit, but not so much the Sanskrit. I'm supposed to be able to translate some English into Sanskrit? What? Didn't we just start learning grammar? Where the hell is this vocabulary coming from? And wouldn't it be easier to be trying to figure out what a Sanskrit sentence says? *death*
Today was the day we performed our scenes in class. It went really well. We ended up going first, because one of the girls who was supposed to go first was really, really nervous. It went almost smoothly, aside from me thinking I'd skipped a line when I hadn't and my scene partner getting stuck in the middle of his monologue a couple times. And goddamn if he didn't give me much to work with on that monologue. That monologue is Tommy's big chance to seduce Donna again, but he did very little with that. Maybe he was not so comfortable with pursuing that while his girlfriend was in the audience, but come on. There's a difference between real life and what happens onstage. Ah well. It's done, and it was pretty good. Someone in the class even commented that it would be hard to follow. Rehearsal on Monday had gone pretty well. Even if I did take more of a director role than I should have. Oops. My scene partner let me get away with it though, because he's my bitch. Or was. We're done working together now.
My parents came to watch my performance. It was the first time they'd ever heard me say "fuck." Gabrielle couldn't come because of rain and lack of car. If I'd known about that earlier, I'd have given her a ride. But ah well. Eric couldn't make it either, because he had to work. Apparently he's been working like crazy. As in, a full 40-hour week done in half a week. He sounds much happier, though. Good thing he quit bartending.
For a while, I was a little afraid I might not make it to class to do the scene because I was sick. First, I started coming down with a cold on Monday. For that I started taking Umcka yesterday, which is amazing stuff, and now the cold isn't bothering me at all, aside from the occasional mild cough. But on top of that my digestive system decided to rebel. No fun at all. But that was resolved in plenty of time to go to my acting class. (Skipped all the others today on account of feeling like shit.) And now I feel fine.
Yesterday was my birthday. We went out to dinner and my mom made chocolate cake. And my parents gave me a Borders gift certificate and a purple cashmere scarf. I wore the latter to class today, in the interests of taking care of my throat on this rainy, cold day. One of the girls in the class had a hard time believing I'm now 23. Also yesterday I ran into Asae in the middle of the street. Almost literally. No collision, but we did randomly meet up crossing Central in opposite directions. I turned back and got more tea, despite having just finished an entire pot of it at Petra. So I got to talk to her a bit, which was nice.
Saturday was an MSSA meeting, which was both fun and productive. It was also the first time in a month that I didn't spend my Saturday evening drinking a lot. And the weekend as a whole was the first time I didn't drink at all in, oh, six months or so. I figured I'd be good just before my birthday, which I haven't finished celebrating. (Hey, I'm on fall break now.)
Thursday was the MSSA movie night on which we finally watched The Anchoress, as Cynthia had been waiting anxiously for. It was quite interesting, all British and artsy. It did have a bread penis in it, though it wasn't as prominent in the movie as it was on the back of the box. There was also goat sex and a naked man in a barrel. And people ducking and lifting children through a hole in a big cloth.
In other news, my CD player is broken again. And I think I'm screwed, because the Sanskrit syllabus says there's a midterm next Monday, but I don't know if this is actually happening, because I wasn't in class today. And I'm a bit behind anyway. I need to spend more time doing Sanskrit and staying out of trouble. I've been handling the staying out of trouble bit, but not so much the Sanskrit. I'm supposed to be able to translate some English into Sanskrit? What? Didn't we just start learning grammar? Where the hell is this vocabulary coming from? And wouldn't it be easier to be trying to figure out what a Sanskrit sentence says? *death*
