not stage fright exactly

in about two hours, i will be bearing my soul, putting it all out there, trying to make a bunch of strangers laugh in hopes of getting a slot. Auditions. The word alone makes me feel self-conscious and sub-par. i'm not saying that i am, but to feel that way is just as bad.

i'm auditioning for the barrel of monkeys theater troup. they work in public schools doing improv performances for and with kids. this is then used to help prompt creative writing. that's what i'd be doing. sweet huh? then, they take the best of what the kids write and it goes up for many a moon at the Neofuturarium. And i get paid.

yea, i want this so bad i can taste it. not only do i think i'd be pretty freakin' awesome at it, but i remember when theater freeks came to school when i was younger. they were gods. they were infinite. they were funny. i always want to be someone that younger me would be proud of. someone i would have thought was so cool, someone i would have wanted to notice me, share a moments interaction. i think me-of-the-past would be thrilled.

the question is, can i do that? i certainly hope so.

oh, and cheese was fantastic last night. yes, i jammed my face completely off. katherine as well. and more to come tonight! woot woot woot.

so, this one time

i went to texas. and it was awesome. the end.

there's a lot more to that story, but not enough time in the hours between waking and running-like-mad-to-go-print-a-reading-and-do-it-before-class time.

but! we're getting the internet on friday AT THE HOUSE (i know, gasp!) so there will be much with the updating.

but at least you forgot what this was like while i've been away, you know what i've been thinking about most this morning? the fact that i watched some simpson's with andrew and liz yesterday -- the episode where homer saves the world from a nuclear meltdown, twice. At one point, auto gets out of the bus, walks to quickie mart, HUMMING 'FRANKENSTEIN' by Phish. Yea, I crapped myself. And compulsively made andrew rewind it to make sure. then listened to the song half a dozen time. not compulsively, but because it rocks.

so, this one time

i went to texas. and it was awesome. the end.

there's a lot more to that story, but not enough time in the hours between waking and running-like-mad-to-go-print-a-reading-and-do-it-before-class time.

but! we're getting the internet on friday AT THE HOUSE (i know, gasp!) so there will be much with the updating.

but at least you forgot what this was like while i've been away, you know what i've been thinking about most this morning? the fact that i watched some simpson's with andrew and liz yesterday -- the episode where homer saves the world from a nuclear meltdown, twice. At one point, auto gets out of the bus, walks to quickie mart, HUMMING 'FRANKENSTEIN' by Phish. Yea, I crapped myself. And compulsively made andrew rewind it to make sure. then listened to the song half a dozen time. not compulsively, but because it rocks.