First read. Shakespeare play, but one that I don't know. Aaron Posner is directing. We are sitting in a circle and we come to my entrance, and I cannot read the lines. Can't hear the verse in my head, the words fade on the page, I say words backwards, stumbling, and all the while Posner is staring at me with the utmost contempt. Then someone whispers to me how we open in a week.
Then I woke up.
I hope to NEVER have that dream again.
But I probably will.
Gulp.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Summer 2009, more than half way over...
................{inhale}...............AndIstillhavenotgonetothebeachohmyfuckingGOD!
Other than that things have been going pretty fast, pretty busy.
T-Punks begin rehearsals for Measure For Measure in about a week.
I start my Angelo work tomorrow, give it a good week's prep before the real madness begins.
My hair isn't growing as fast as I would like it, but it is getting there.
I am doing much better with my workout regime, but like Angelo-work, Kimmah-work commences tomorrow and I am stepping up the inTENSity mothufuggahz. Jillian Michaels on-line support will help me thoroughly kick my own ass. I'm ready. But this also means no drinky-drinky for a whole month, which is gonna suck, but I gotta do it cause apparently?? drinking lowers your inhibitions?? and makes you have poor judgement?? and eat pancakes at 2:30 in the morning?? NOT that I have ever experienced those side effects, but hey you know, Jillian rules and I will bide by them.
My room is always in a state of chaos, that will never change, it is it's state of normalcy, and no matter how many times I clean, throw away, organize, it finds it way back to it's happy state of being: a big ol' fucking mess.
I give up, allow, and move on.
Tonight will be my last night of freedom, for a while.
Then it's ACTOR-Kimmah-MODE.
So next time I write to you all, I will be donning a more sophisticated, strong, determined, focused and sober, pretty pretty hat.
Be prepared to have your minds blown out.
Other than that things have been going pretty fast, pretty busy.
T-Punks begin rehearsals for Measure For Measure in about a week.
I start my Angelo work tomorrow, give it a good week's prep before the real madness begins.
My hair isn't growing as fast as I would like it, but it is getting there.
I am doing much better with my workout regime, but like Angelo-work, Kimmah-work commences tomorrow and I am stepping up the inTENSity mothufuggahz. Jillian Michaels on-line support will help me thoroughly kick my own ass. I'm ready. But this also means no drinky-drinky for a whole month, which is gonna suck, but I gotta do it cause apparently?? drinking lowers your inhibitions?? and makes you have poor judgement?? and eat pancakes at 2:30 in the morning?? NOT that I have ever experienced those side effects, but hey you know, Jillian rules and I will bide by them.
My room is always in a state of chaos, that will never change, it is it's state of normalcy, and no matter how many times I clean, throw away, organize, it finds it way back to it's happy state of being: a big ol' fucking mess.
I give up, allow, and move on.
Tonight will be my last night of freedom, for a while.
Then it's ACTOR-Kimmah-MODE.
So next time I write to you all, I will be donning a more sophisticated, strong, determined, focused and sober, pretty pretty hat.
Be prepared to have your minds blown out.
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