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12 December Next year is my year, I'll tell you, man. I have decided and nothing can dissuade me. A quick aside, but um, am I bipolar or what? Either I'm swinging from the tops of trees, making wild statements like "Next year is my year," or I'm huddled under the bed, weeping that nobody will ever love me. I'm starting to recognize myself in Patrick's pre-medication entries, although my highs and lows are less extreme. I think that I'm probably not so bipolar as just skirting the edge of normal in terms of the Wild Mouse. Anyway, next year=my year. There's The Hostage in the spring, which I am determined to get in. It seems that there is a large cast and it takes place in a brothel, so there should be quite a few women's roles available. Then there's whatever I direct for Omar in the summer, and Moon for the Misbegotten in the fall. Then there is also something else that I cannot discuss and may not actually happen, but I'm desperate for it to, and am willing it into being with the force of my brainwaves. Also, I'm going to carry on losing weight and fall in love with someone who loves me back. Is all of this too much to ask? Possibly...if I had to choose just part of it, I'd choose love and the Sekrit Thing, but basically, I'm going for all of it. All! I'm going to barrel through '03 like I'm on fire, acting and directing and getting thinner and having sex like nobody's business, and you can't stop me!
See that year ago today link below? It worked this year! When I was going to order the cards from Mom and she asked me how many I needed, it occurred to me that I had left a message for myself, and then I found it and actually ordered the 500 that I need. I sent out half of them on Tuesday, but there's still time if you want to get a card this year. This offer expires soon, so don't delay!
And along the lines of full-disclosure, here is another Orpheus Descending review, one that is not quite as much of a rave as the last one, to put it mildly. Any cast members coming across this link might want to do so with care. I think that this review shows quite clearly that one neither needs taste nor sanity to be an OOBR reviewer, because I'll accept that I can't direct, but I will not accept that my music was out of period, because that's just plain foolishness!
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