25 October
Show show show. I suppose that the reason that I do shows is so that I will have stories to tell.
Yesterday we rehearsed at my looniest actress' apartment, way downtown, and I ended up leaving work twenty minutes late and being about forty minutes late to rehearsal, which is really pushing the whole "I can be as late as I like, it's my rehearsal!" routine to the limit.
We did a readthrough, and then I decided to sit out in the house (so to speak, really just a corner of the living room) so that I could watch the rehearsal like a director and take notes and stuff.
This whole acting and directing thing at the same time is really hard! I don't want to shortchange the actors because I had to take a role, but neither do I want to do the role half-assedly because I'm concentrating too hard on what everyone else is doing. I think I'll have Cynthia come in next week and give an eye to what I'm doing, because I feel a little cartoony.
Anyway, I gave my notes and Loony Actress just started talking at one pint and would not stop! She just will talk the penis off a donkey, and what she does is that she only ever says one thing, but she says it about fifty times. Then, later in the notes, she suddenly says "Would anyone like any candy?"
If she ever was directing me, I think I'd put a fork in my eye. And I am not one to talk about directors who won't shut the fuck up, as I certainly am garrulous enough for six or seven directors. However, I usually cover more than one subject every five minutes. And I occasionally stop for breath.
Her loony quality is good for the role, though, or I would be forced to kill her. Or at the very least, pelt her with candy.
I have two, count 'em two absolutely enormous zits on my nose. Apparently because I am not quite unattractive enough.
One is at the end of my nose, and it doesn't actually look like a zit, but more as though I have a massive red schnozz, like W.C. Fields or someone, and the other is on the bridge and looks like a huge wart. My nose looks like a pink pickle. A really big one.
If this were Hallowe'en, I'd be set!
Today's horoscope:
You're mixing close and faraway and could look at campers or trailers, buy ethnic or foreign food, or consider imported items for the home.
One year ago today:
Mary Eileen was dancing much harder than a person named Mary Eileen ought to, and ended up falling on her back with her dress over her head.
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