The rain is pounding down outside my room.  I can see the fat drops splashing on the concrete of my balcony floor, and splashing up against the screens.  The whole scene is so peaceful; it makes me want to lie down and sleep for hours ( Read more... )

Thanks for fall, and for the extra 20min.

K,thanks!

This?!  This.  This is not October.  This is some freakish hell-spawn of a month sent to Earth to destroy my favorite season.  Screw this summer shit.

I'm writing this in rehearsal.  It's rude.  I can't seem to generate the energy to worry about it.

"Line"

While difficult, the last few weeks have held much of the hotness.  Awesome TSAV parties, my family humiliating themselves with copious alcohol consumption, me being a bitch, lots of horseback riding and wonderful food.  If only I could stop ( Read more... )

It's one of those nights where I need blank paper, but I can't seem to find any.

Check, invest in another sketch book for design purposes.

Today is:  Thursday ( Read more... )

Remember:

2 beers + a stomach full of water and veggies = TIPSY!

Happy Monday everyone.  I hope your day was less full than mine.

Tomorrow I get to ride ponies and have some free times.  I also have a meeting with the sharon.  Pray for me.

"President Bush wants to know what you're reading.  You know why?  He's jealous."

I suppose I should specify.  It is rehearsal itself that bores me and sucks up my time.  This is because I hate the play itself.  The writing is boring, and it is that exposition heavy style that I just can't stand.  Given, I'm directing one of those in January, but it's hilarious ... and has interesting characters.  Way different, you see ( Read more... )

I have about 5-10 min before I need to be at rehearsal, and tonight was the easiest night I have had all week.  I'm beginning to resent rehearsal for wasting my time, as well as dread going to it.  There is such a difference between enjoying the material you are working with and absolutely abhorring it ( Read more... )

Once a long time ago when I was a little girl, I went on a vacation to an island.  Now this island was lush and beautiful, not tropical, but thickly forested and covered in all things green and mossy.  The beauty of the land struck me, and I vowed to take a photograph by which to remember the place ( Read more... )