5 December
Well, if that wasn't the suckiest tech to end all sucky techs!
I mean, we all know that I'm not a racehorse, but I like some structure to a tech, I don't think that it should be done all willy and nilly. I don't think that when I get there, I should be told "Don't bother about costume," and I think that it should be done properly, with lights and sound and everything, I don't really give a shit if we are rehearsing tomorrow as well.
It should also be done in order, but we had to do the last show first, because the director had to leave. That's cool, I don't mind, and we did run the scene change twice between our show and the last afterwards, so that's cool, but why then did we do our show afterwards instead of the first show and then us, and I had to rush my costume and makeup, then tear onto the stage, and have no lights or anything, just be told "Go!"?
Were they tearing the building down and we had to get in a quick rehearsal first?
And totally besides that, we all sucked a whole lot, except for Kelly, who only has about eight lines, so the fact that she was good didn't help the show as a whole much. But Brian sucked (and dropped half the show) and Gemma sucked and I sucked most of all and had the least excuse to suck, because I am generally the least sucky actor of the three of us. I say that without ego, just a general observation.
But why could not people stay in character when they messed things up? Why could they not make up a fucking line rather than stand there and go "uh..."? Why could they not, well, to be frank, why could they not suck so very very much?
Afterwards, Kirsten and Tracy told me how good I was and all that, and I said, "Usually I'm much better." I can take a compliment with the best of them, but it really wasn't that good, I don't want them to think that that's the best I can do, this sort of mediocre sloppy crap-ass acting.
Kirsten said, "Don't be like that, it was good!" but I wasn't being upset, I was being observant! It was a badly performed piece of sentimental tripe, and I don't think that my calling it as I saw it meant that I was getting down on myself. It will be good again. You know, if Brian doesn't cut to the end of every section half-way through.
Am I going to have to think of ways to save us when he goes up? Fuck me, I hope not, I hate having to be prepared that way, it's way too much like standing at the bottom of a building, waiting to catch someone who may or may not jump out of any of a dozen windows. A constant state of readiness.
This show is like having a crush on a boy--you think it's going so great, you're really excited to see him again, you tell everyone about him and daydream about him all day long, and then you do see him, and it just isn't anything like you thought it would be, he isn't paying any attention to you, or he mentions his girlfriend, (or worse, his boyfriend), or he claps you heartily on the back.
This fucking show was flirting with me this weekend, and now it is clapping me heartily on the back and is telling me all about his girlfriend. No, his fiancee. The fucker.
And I'm still collecting addresses for who wants a Christmas card! If you got one last year, only let me know if your address has changed, because once you are on the list, you cannot ever get off.
Today's
horoscope:
You'll want to spend lavishly on someone close to you. Be sure you can afford it!
One year ago today:
And no, I don't mean that Johnny Depp was on the screen, though he was, I mean that we were together in the movie theatre.
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