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Oct. 13th, 2004 06:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmWorking on constructing the bodice and attaching the sleeves. I hate sleeves. Coworkers have asked if I'm one of those people who plays D&D too; I'm shocked, mainly that they think I might be normal enough to avoid such hobbies. They have a higher opinion of me than I thought, but I still don't feel good about it.
Will be here late. LATE. But it buys me some time off tomorrow, so I think it sorts out well.
We have official policies here now about all sorts of things. They cause me anxiety. But I've warned them up down and sideways about Australia, so that should be okay.
No word on more money. NIDA needs to post the application already, I want this in process goddamnit.
Melancholy. I don't feel like I'm Doing All I Can Do To Be A Famous Actor Right Now. But I've also been trying to give myself slack, not do another show between now and Sydney, do stuff for my reel, and make a little promotional splash when I get back from Oz. There's a plan, I just loathe that part of it involves sitting still.
Some of the most frequent advice I get about acting is "spend time with your friends, enjoy life, this shit is hard", and I've always sort of recoiled from that, as there are few people I spend a lot of time with, and I am mostly content that way. That said, I'm comprehending that advice more and more, and I think I need to make an effort to have non-event-centric outings (like Sunburnt Cow just without the birthday) from time to time. I've also decided that hobbies that aren't about acting, or are only potentially peripherally connected to acting are good for me -- and so no more guilt about the time spent on this Regency thing, or the silliness of my horseriding whim, or the fact that in the Spring if I have the time (and in an ideal world, I'll be working so much in acting I won't have time) I probably will volunteer in some sort of docent capacity on one of the ships that are part of the museum stuff down at the Seaport (punchline: My mom has this thing about tugboats, and may also volunteer working on restoring an antique one they have). Whims are made less ridiculous, not more, by following them.
So that's me, but I'm still down. What's cheering out there? This funk sucks.
Will be here late. LATE. But it buys me some time off tomorrow, so I think it sorts out well.
We have official policies here now about all sorts of things. They cause me anxiety. But I've warned them up down and sideways about Australia, so that should be okay.
No word on more money. NIDA needs to post the application already, I want this in process goddamnit.
Melancholy. I don't feel like I'm Doing All I Can Do To Be A Famous Actor Right Now. But I've also been trying to give myself slack, not do another show between now and Sydney, do stuff for my reel, and make a little promotional splash when I get back from Oz. There's a plan, I just loathe that part of it involves sitting still.
Some of the most frequent advice I get about acting is "spend time with your friends, enjoy life, this shit is hard", and I've always sort of recoiled from that, as there are few people I spend a lot of time with, and I am mostly content that way. That said, I'm comprehending that advice more and more, and I think I need to make an effort to have non-event-centric outings (like Sunburnt Cow just without the birthday) from time to time. I've also decided that hobbies that aren't about acting, or are only potentially peripherally connected to acting are good for me -- and so no more guilt about the time spent on this Regency thing, or the silliness of my horseriding whim, or the fact that in the Spring if I have the time (and in an ideal world, I'll be working so much in acting I won't have time) I probably will volunteer in some sort of docent capacity on one of the ships that are part of the museum stuff down at the Seaport (punchline: My mom has this thing about tugboats, and may also volunteer working on restoring an antique one they have). Whims are made less ridiculous, not more, by following them.
So that's me, but I'm still down. What's cheering out there? This funk sucks.
