Jun. 8th, 2005

Acting anxiety dream last night, no doubt because before bed there was a commercial for that Inside the Actrs Studio with the Simpsons cast that spawned my first acting anxiety dream. And it was a lovely dream until I became wooried about the nature I was being awarded for being betrayed by it's simple description.

Anyway, last night's acting anxiety dream was bout NIDA and Richard, the lovely boy I did Macbeth with, and mask work aand there's nothingr eally much to say other than people were being generous towards me and my ineptitude and I hate that maybe more han anything.

(I should write about Richard at some point, really all the people in my classes. I think Makiko is the only story I've told here to any detail.)

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Finally talked to the film people yesterday so that is a done deal. Yay. Although the email I was supposed to get last night about the schedule I didn't, but these things will happen. I'll call tomorrow if I've not seen it.

sundries

Jun. 8th, 2005 05:59 pm
[livejournal.com profile] neo_nym sent me coconut ice (thank you thank you thank you). It's made me very happy, while also enhancing the melancholy. Luckily, I like my melancholy. In the interest of full disclosure, most days I have random "I miss my home" moments about Sydney. I've stopped questioning the phrasing, impulse and emotion. It is was it is. It's not an imperative nor is it melodrama, it's just what it is.

Yesterday I was in Forever 21 (btw, all clothes in all stores in Australia look exactly like everything in Forever 21 -- much of it I like conceptually, butmost of it looks terrible on me) and bought sunglasses big enough to eat my head. They make me look like a giant bug, and please me a great deal. While I was there, there was some random techno song on -- very tpical stuff, bored woman intoning names of cities, that whole deal, but then it would receed into this incredibly melancholy version of "If you're going to San Francisco" and it was so _smart_ using that as an echo of a lost world. Granted, I'm hormonal, but it was so sad and eerie, iconic and beautiful -- anyone know what it was?

Hey, I have to go do a show.

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