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| People make the world go round. Say hi. Or better yet, pay for the person behind you's coffee at the drivethru, or their McDonalds. Or whatever. Pay it forward, and all that shit. It makes all parties involved feel good about themselves. Doesn't hurt anyone. It's about one of the only activities you can do these days that doesn't hurt anyone.
Have you seen the people around you, recently? Everyone is hurt. Everyone has a wound. Everyone. How do you heal when you're surrounded. I've been trying to figure it out. Any ideas? How do you help someone when you have no good example of what a person who is perfectly whole is supposed to look like. You can't see it anymore, your vision is warped, and you're stuck, on a boat, out a sea, with only the sick and the damned for company. You can't complain, you're wrapped in chains yourself. An interesting dilemma. What can you do?
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| Xanga, it's not just for breakfast anymore.
I'm truly horrible at keeping up with this. Blame Savannah, it keeps me SO busy. Frightentingly busy. Like...SO busy. It's weird. Six weeks until summer break. OH! Have I mentioned summer? I'm going back to Chicago. And hopefully the Second City will be paying for all of my classes :) Also, my cousin who works for Matt Damon and I got in contact. I asked if there were any summer internships he knew of. His response? "I'm in South Arfrica this month. I'll call some people when I get back. Do you have a place to stay in L.A.?"
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| My cat is beautiful. She basks gloriously in the sunlight. Little paws tuckd under, head askew, and the sun highlighting beams across her dark, soft fur. She purrs on an exhale, if she were human it'd be a light snore. But cats are too elegant for such things. She is the sky.
R&G opens tonight. I'm really excited. Sidni and Jianna are coming today. Tomorrow, my parents. And next weekend, Steven, Ashton, Emily, Yarrow, Jake, Lauren....I never dreamed so many would come. It makes me happy. A light in my dark days--for they have been cloudy. Carly still doesn't know whats wrong. Every night before we get in our beds I lay with her and whisper for her to calm down as her body does light spasms against the pain. Some nights its really bad. Some nights--it's pretty managable. One night, she said there was no pain. One night. It's been a month.
Spring break in three weeks. Home to Clemson for ten days :)
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| ...LADIES AND GENTLEMEN....it's nice outside. It's warm. 70's. I LOVE SAVANNAH.
Disclaimer: Carly is still ill. We're going somewhere new Friday.
Disclaimer to my Disclaimer: But today is not talking about sad things!
This has been an ok week. I don't come by those often so I feel its worth mentioning. Rehearsal is great and I love all of the people I've met. I love the show, I think you all will like it, too, if you feel like coming. It's so great. And so I'm basically living my life off the buzz that I get from theatre in general. :) Happy feelings of getting it all out on stage. And for those of the audience unfamiliar with Hamlet....a couple of us are going to improvise the story of Hamlet for 3-5 minutes before the show...what more could I ask for?
Warm weather = good things. Of this, I am certain. How will I ever make it in Chicago?? | | |
| A month ago I weighed ten more pounds than I do today. I've dropped back into the double digits. Not because I haven't been eating, so please don't start with me. I've been eating more than normal, actually. And healthy things. Meat, potatoes, chicken, rice. Drinking tea and milk more than coke and sprite. So leave me alone on that. My doctor says mono just does it to people. She says usually losing ten pounds during mono is nothing to stress over, except that I was already so small...
On a different page...we have no furniture! Scratch that. This will make the most sense to Jake and Steven, because they've seen the place. But downstairs we have.....my table. THAT'S IT! And upstairs Carly and Dani's room is the same...my room? Has a table in the corner. No beds, no place for wooly to sit. And Wooly is not a happy camper. She's hiding. And I feel like a bad owner. Her old age is giving her constant gunk in her eyes that I have to clean out around every other day. So it makes it look like she's always crying. I feel so bad for her. But we got new dishes and pots/pans. Working on getting a mattress. Until then, its the floor.
Carly's mom is leaving tomorrow. It turns out the cysts are not whats causing Carly the pain, so we're still bouncing around from doctor to doctor trying to find the source of the problem. In the meantime she's on three anti-bacterial medications, two painkillers (one for ulcers), and anti-nausia stuff. We're just keeping her fairly medicated until we can fix her.
Other than that...tomorrow I get to spend editing in the lab. That will actually be good to take my mind off of things.
I will say that the light of my life right now is rehearsal. I do hope that people come see Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, it's going to be really good.
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