In an effort to turn this journal into nothing but dialogue, here's a conversation that I had yesterday.

I checked my messages and found that I had two messages from this director, Michael, offering me a role in a new Moliere, giving me his phone numbers and the show dates several times, so I called him back.

ME
Hi, this is Kymm calling you back about the show. So, what's the story?

MICHAEL
It's a very funny show with twelve characters, in fact, Moliere himself appears as a character!

ME
So, who's in it? Anyone that I know?

MICHAEL
Um, wait, let me get the list (rustle rustle rustle). Okay, there's Someone You Don't Know, Someone You Don't Know, Someone Else You Don't Know, Several Other People You Don't Know, Lee, and An Asshole That You Can't Stand Who Is Playing Moliere.

ME
John, huh? Hmph.

MICHAEL
Do you know John?

ME
Yeah, he was the creep that I threw out of my show because he was such a jerk about rehearsing in Jersey at 8p!

MICHAEL
Will this be a problem?

ME
No, I'll just make comments to my friends behind his back!

MICHAEL
Okay!

ME
So, what's my role?

MICHAEL
Um, let me see, Mademoiselle du Perc.

ME
How big is it? Did I just accept a two line role?

MICHAEL
No, it's bigger than that...you're onstage for the whole show!

ME
Onstage but not talking, huh?

MICHAEL
No, wait, let me count the lines. One...two...three...four...(looooooong pause)

ME
Four, eh?

MICHAEL
No, I'm not done yet! Five, six, seven, eight (etc, etc) twenty!

ME
Twenty lines! I've hit the jackpot!

MICHAEL
See, I told you it wasn't just two!

ME
I'm ashamed of doubting you.

MICHAEL
Okay, we're rehearsing Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday, and there are rehearsals this weekend without me, at John's workspace.

ME
Are you insane? I haven't put up a show with more than eight rehearsals in two years!

MICHAEL
Well you wouldn't have to come to all of them, they're mainly for John, who rarely stops talking.

ME
And I don't much want to come to rehearsals without you when I haven't had a rehearsal with you yet.

MICHAEL
That's okay. How can I get you a script? If you came to the show that I directed this weekend, I could give you one.

ME
Pretty sneaky, getting me to see your show when you didn't see mine!

MICHAEL
I'll be the one in the lightbooth.

ME
But I know you! Don't you know me?

MICHAEL
I'm sure I do.

ME
But you don't know me right now?

MICHAEL
Well...

ME
Okay, let's see...who's that depressing playwright we just did?

MICHAEL
O'Neill?

ME
Yeah, I did the one where I talked my husband to death.

MICHAEL
O, I saw that! That was so funny!

ME
What are you talking about, it was a tragedy!

MICHAEL
O, o, and you did that Xmas show where you brought the jam and wouldn't let the retarded girl say her verse! That was hilarious!

ME
What are you, insane? That was a very sad story! Also, it was a year and a half ago, and that's what you remember the most?

MICHAEL
(laughing hysterically)
"Star, Mama, Mary make star"!

ME
You are a fucking lunatic!

So, there you go, I'm doing another show! Here we go again.

Today's horoscope:
Fun is in focus. Don't push yourself. Put off major efforts for another day; keep a playful attitude today.

One year ago today:
Now, don't make me regret that paragraph!

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