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i'm tickled by my multiple bowel movements.
running on the treadmill really shakes up ur insides
in a most productive way apparently.
i'm drinking diet coke out of a red wine glass.
it feels trashy but good.
i'm spending my energy wisely these days.
it's either sleep or write.
i try to do both.
lay my head down for an hour.
then get up and write while it's still dark out.
it's been a bitch finding korean/english readers.
i've been calling everyone. at least it's a way to
reconnect with some folks and call folks i've
never really talked to before.
i have no shame when it comes to recruiting actors.
yesterday in front of the communication building,
i accosted a group of korean men, mostly
journalists in grad school...asking if they'd like
to read for my play. the group singled out the
single in the group. "yeah, he'll do it."
i called a guy at church who doesn't really know me.
i was trying to explain who i was. we've said
hello between the pews before. it took him a moment
but he was like, "are you real short with really
really short hair?" he forgot to include "fat"
u know, just to round it off...anyway, i was like,
"yes, i'm the lesbian at church."
anyway...i am not a midget. even if i am, i am
slimming down. ha. midget with curves. now that
sounds disturbing. i must be 2 inches tall to
people out there. i don't care. i know plenty of
talented, smart short people. some of them r
perverts. but such is life.
(must ramble before i return to my pages.)
running on the treadmill really shakes up ur insides
in a most productive way apparently.
i'm drinking diet coke out of a red wine glass.
it feels trashy but good.
i'm spending my energy wisely these days.
it's either sleep or write.
i try to do both.
lay my head down for an hour.
then get up and write while it's still dark out.
it's been a bitch finding korean/english readers.
i've been calling everyone. at least it's a way to
reconnect with some folks and call folks i've
never really talked to before.
i have no shame when it comes to recruiting actors.
yesterday in front of the communication building,
i accosted a group of korean men, mostly
journalists in grad school...asking if they'd like
to read for my play. the group singled out the
single in the group. "yeah, he'll do it."
i called a guy at church who doesn't really know me.
i was trying to explain who i was. we've said
hello between the pews before. it took him a moment
but he was like, "are you real short with really
really short hair?" he forgot to include "fat"
u know, just to round it off...anyway, i was like,
"yes, i'm the lesbian at church."
anyway...i am not a midget. even if i am, i am
slimming down. ha. midget with curves. now that
sounds disturbing. i must be 2 inches tall to
people out there. i don't care. i know plenty of
talented, smart short people. some of them r
perverts. but such is life.
(must ramble before i return to my pages.)