1. Thinking of Henri's death in ABM7 as the perfect audition scene for the Actor's Studio. And thinking of asking Arielle to do the audition with me in May after her tour ends in April. Now I just hope she says yes!

2. Finishing the Studio application, using my CV as my artistic resume (yes!), sending off my headshot, and writing a new personal ( Read more... )

I just got this message from John Kaufmann on facebook. Totally out of the blue is often the best way to get these kinds of messages.

You are a dear person to me, and one time you gave me a ride in your car when it was cold, and even though your car was messy and you were already home, you gave me that ride. And we worked on a show together that was ( Read more... )

1. I weigh 158 lbs. WHAT?! How is this possible? I haven't weighed under 160 since I was 14. And I lost those 16 lbs. in a totally healthy way. SO PROUD.

2. We may have found a free performance space. More to come on this tomorrow, but I'm hopeful. Being freakishly on top of things might actually have paid off.

3. Dark chocolate Raisinets. Enough ( Read more... )

And Baby Makes Seven is officially over. I'm not quite sure how to write about it yet; maybe it's too soon to even try. But I can say first and foremost how proud I am of what we did, and how proud I am of myself for the work that went out there these last two nights. It's the best I've been, which says a lot coming out of Anton, but it's ( Read more... )

I just walked in the door from the 24-hour copy center in Coralville where I printed out posters and programs with Jamie. I can't believe this is happening; it's just a little surreal. Tonight was the rehearsal when I really fell in love with the show. I mean, I've always loved the show and cared a great deal about it. But when I'm rehearsing a ( Read more... )

I vow to commit starting tomorrow and continuing forever. I had this sinking feeling tonight that got jostled out of me driving Casey home. I am really afraid to commit in this show, and it's killing my performance. Not killing it, I guess, but certainly not doing it any favors. I've never had that ridiculous acting fear of looking stupid. But I ( Read more... )

I am royally pissed at myself for sleeping through jazz. Especially because that paper was due today. And who is there to be mad at? Me. Fuck ( Read more... )

Back to the grind this week, but I'm pretty ok with that. I think I need to be really busy right now to feel like I have control of my life, and that's certainly the case right now. Classes are going to be good, especially after I drop one of my two dance classes. That's just a little more serious than I'm willing to be about anything non-theatre ( Read more... )

 I think I owe Tori a lung or a kidney or something. I just spent about an hour talking out all my worries about And Baby Makes Seven with her, and just can't believe how much better I feel about it now. She has worked miracles on my psyche. It's good to finally just get it all out there and realize that it is indeed more manageable than I thought ( Read more... )

Hey, semester, wanna end now? My Vic Lit professor is a godsent, though, and is doing some nice things for me that I really don't deserve to help me out with finals madness. And I think tonight is gonna have to be an all-nighter, which only stinks because I'm driving out to my little cousins' tomorrow afternoon, and I don't want to be a tired wreck ( Read more... )