Judgement and Jealousy
Phew. Whatta week. 90% wonderful. Tinged with cold as snow starts to sprinkle down on the countryside but "Judgement" was amazing. Not least because it didn't bomb- and Man got a fantastic review:
"We are totally absorbed in Vukhov’s macabre moral dilemma. Author, Barry Collins, has convincingly imagined what Vukhov and Rubin went through, and actor, Alexander Rogers, gives a powerful performance in his interpretation of the words. Rogers is both mesmerising and chilling in his utterly convincing portrayal. It is a remarkable story, put together in this terrific production by StopGap Theatre, a talented local theatre company. "
Awwww yeah. I'm tapping that. (and I'm chuffed cause I'm part of that local theatre company.) Personally, you know, could have done with a little mention about how OUTSTANDING the lighting and sound were, lol, but perhaps in fairness I did manage to cock up at least one lighting cue a show. He was really wonderful, I was so proud (as cheesy as that might sound) and genuinelly gripped watching the thing night after night from my little lighting box.
Funny story: drinks post-last show, with the guy Ben who played a silent comatose body on a bed (he basically played set) the director, Alex and, the ex-fling, Jess. The funny bit hahaha I discovered the full extent of my unbelievable sexual jealousy concerning Alex and Jess. HA HA HA. There was just so much history swimming about on that table (Jess dated Ben, Ben's mum is the director, Jess then had a fling with Alex over a few months and I am convinced they were wonderful together) Concerning Jess, I am also eaten up with self-loathing because she is BETTER than me in all respects. Looks, wit, charm, intelligence, sexiness. She's so desirable, frankly, and it made me feel increasingly ill just watching her in the same proximity as Alex. Knowing they did it. More than once. Makes me want to die.
*sigh* I'm messed up.
But anyway, otherwise, a lovely week at the Man's- I really am just so much calmer at his. He's such a genuinely lovely guy. And talented. And gorgeous. And kind. Back at the flat for community service and Christmas shopping and I finally made myself do a long stretch of RADA homework (there is SO FLAMING MUCH OF IT) Learning a speech from a play is fine and dandy but the copious amounts of research and the endless reading work is daunting.
And now, of course, since Judgement, I've caught fire with the need to do My Name is Rachel Corrie- just can't seem to make the process of getting it all together work in my head. I want to magic it into being. No, what I want is money. At least I'm back at the Watermill this Christmas doing car parking. Oy. 10 hours for £50 all told but I guess it's honest work.
To summarise: My Man is glorious, love him madly. Work is hard. Buying prezzies= nice. Jess= hugely sexually threatened by.
Also, I'm 20. When the fuck did that happen?
"We are totally absorbed in Vukhov’s macabre moral dilemma. Author, Barry Collins, has convincingly imagined what Vukhov and Rubin went through, and actor, Alexander Rogers, gives a powerful performance in his interpretation of the words. Rogers is both mesmerising and chilling in his utterly convincing portrayal. It is a remarkable story, put together in this terrific production by StopGap Theatre, a talented local theatre company. "
Awwww yeah. I'm tapping that. (and I'm chuffed cause I'm part of that local theatre company.) Personally, you know, could have done with a little mention about how OUTSTANDING the lighting and sound were, lol, but perhaps in fairness I did manage to cock up at least one lighting cue a show. He was really wonderful, I was so proud (as cheesy as that might sound) and genuinelly gripped watching the thing night after night from my little lighting box.
Funny story: drinks post-last show, with the guy Ben who played a silent comatose body on a bed (he basically played set) the director, Alex and, the ex-fling, Jess. The funny bit hahaha I discovered the full extent of my unbelievable sexual jealousy concerning Alex and Jess. HA HA HA. There was just so much history swimming about on that table (Jess dated Ben, Ben's mum is the director, Jess then had a fling with Alex over a few months and I am convinced they were wonderful together) Concerning Jess, I am also eaten up with self-loathing because she is BETTER than me in all respects. Looks, wit, charm, intelligence, sexiness. She's so desirable, frankly, and it made me feel increasingly ill just watching her in the same proximity as Alex. Knowing they did it. More than once. Makes me want to die.
*sigh* I'm messed up.
But anyway, otherwise, a lovely week at the Man's- I really am just so much calmer at his. He's such a genuinely lovely guy. And talented. And gorgeous. And kind. Back at the flat for community service and Christmas shopping and I finally made myself do a long stretch of RADA homework (there is SO FLAMING MUCH OF IT) Learning a speech from a play is fine and dandy but the copious amounts of research and the endless reading work is daunting.
And now, of course, since Judgement, I've caught fire with the need to do My Name is Rachel Corrie- just can't seem to make the process of getting it all together work in my head. I want to magic it into being. No, what I want is money. At least I'm back at the Watermill this Christmas doing car parking. Oy. 10 hours for £50 all told but I guess it's honest work.
To summarise: My Man is glorious, love him madly. Work is hard. Buying prezzies= nice. Jess= hugely sexually threatened by.
Also, I'm 20. When the fuck did that happen?