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and also bugs
Apr. 7th, 2004 12:32 amI got a call back for a student film I auditioned for that I had a tremendous amount of fun auditioning for. It was improv, and while I'm bad at absurdist improv and comedy improv, if you say to me "okay, this is who you are, this is your situation" I can run with it, often in extremely bizarre, funny and oddly logical ways, and the truth is I really groove on it. Granted, if I get it, I'm not even sure I'll truly be able to fit it into my schedule, but I'd really like to do it. Currently, I seem to be a magnet for mockumentary auditions. It's sorta funny.
Other than that, I don't have a tremendous amount to say right now. I've been trying to exercise patience and confidence while making some tought choices and deal with the usual set of intolerable crud beyond my control. And I have some damn lines I need to learn, etc etc.
I wonder if it is possible to be greedy without reacting to one's surrounding environment. It occurs to me I should meditate, not for enlightenment, or to be all cool and hollywood and metaphysical, but just because have you ever been around me? Girl needs an off button.
I have discovered that the cheap plane fares to Australia vaporize the second you stay over 30 days, and for logistical reasons, I'd been planning on about 34. If I can't solve this problem, there's a very real possibility I'll have to be in the air on New Year's Eve. Romantic with a capital R or hideous?
Also: I hate my ass. It's nearly embarassing to me to want the body I had when I was twenty, but I do.
Finally: I've discovered why flowers have always unsettled me. I remember reading stories when I was little about how the uncorrupted bodies of saints would smell like flowers when unearthed decades or centuries after their deaths. So when I smell flowers and earth places where there aren't flowers and earth (which is to say in the realm of cut flowers), I think, dead strange mystical things eek! I wonder where that came from. Also, bugs.
Other than that, I don't have a tremendous amount to say right now. I've been trying to exercise patience and confidence while making some tought choices and deal with the usual set of intolerable crud beyond my control. And I have some damn lines I need to learn, etc etc.
I wonder if it is possible to be greedy without reacting to one's surrounding environment. It occurs to me I should meditate, not for enlightenment, or to be all cool and hollywood and metaphysical, but just because have you ever been around me? Girl needs an off button.
I have discovered that the cheap plane fares to Australia vaporize the second you stay over 30 days, and for logistical reasons, I'd been planning on about 34. If I can't solve this problem, there's a very real possibility I'll have to be in the air on New Year's Eve. Romantic with a capital R or hideous?
Also: I hate my ass. It's nearly embarassing to me to want the body I had when I was twenty, but I do.
Finally: I've discovered why flowers have always unsettled me. I remember reading stories when I was little about how the uncorrupted bodies of saints would smell like flowers when unearthed decades or centuries after their deaths. So when I smell flowers and earth places where there aren't flowers and earth (which is to say in the realm of cut flowers), I think, dead strange mystical things eek! I wonder where that came from. Also, bugs.
