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Haven't posted recently, been very busy. Sometimes I wish I could just "will" a lj entry into existence. I've talked about plenty this last week, to people, but after putting the thoughts out, I lose the need to put them down.
Basically Make-Up is going well, and is interesting, but is frustrating. Surburbia auditions were a huge pile of wtf. Surburbia itself is kinda wtf too. It's sad because I'd like to be involved with the project, but I'm basically already tried. I'm not "getting" breeze right now. She in that completely believes what she's saying tried to convince me A) I could skip the opera crew, then B) I could sneak out wayyy earlier, and C) can skip strike to come to the first read through.
There's more then just this. It's just weird, because I expect her to know better then this.
I seriously don't like being jerked around.
On another note, my scary neighbors that crash parties had me over today to comply with one of their occupants speech class. It was strange, when not abusing drugs or booze (well, at least not much booze), they were incredibly nice people. I mean, like generally supportive and happy people. It was surprisingly refreshing.
Oh, just want to put it out there, Whitney rocks my proverbial socks. On Friday, she and I did Steak and Shake at around mightnight (post opera and my auditions) and stayed there talking till 2:30.
Basically Make-Up is going well, and is interesting, but is frustrating. Surburbia auditions were a huge pile of wtf. Surburbia itself is kinda wtf too. It's sad because I'd like to be involved with the project, but I'm basically already tried. I'm not "getting" breeze right now. She in that completely believes what she's saying tried to convince me A) I could skip the opera crew, then B) I could sneak out wayyy earlier, and C) can skip strike to come to the first read through.
There's more then just this. It's just weird, because I expect her to know better then this.
I seriously don't like being jerked around.
On another note, my scary neighbors that crash parties had me over today to comply with one of their occupants speech class. It was strange, when not abusing drugs or booze (well, at least not much booze), they were incredibly nice people. I mean, like generally supportive and happy people. It was surprisingly refreshing.
Oh, just want to put it out there, Whitney rocks my proverbial socks. On Friday, she and I did Steak and Shake at around mightnight (post opera and my auditions) and stayed there talking till 2:30.