Thursday, June 23, 2005
Last night I didn't have to be to rehearsal until 8:30, so I was working on memorizing some lines and general picking stuff up around the apartment. When something caught my eye. Of course, it was a spider, and a big one at that. The worst part? IT WAS CRAWLING ON THE BEDSPREAD. So I grab one of The Boyfriends shoes to kill it, and of course I can't find it when I look for it again. I shake out the bedspread and I don't see it.
Now, I am not totally afraid of spiders, I just HAVE TO KILL THEM when I see that they are around. I finally see this one (I swear to God that it squared off and was readying for attack) and kill it.
Leave for rehearsal.
Come home hours later, tired as all hell.
Tell The Boyfriend about the spider I had to kill.
Fall into bed completely exhausted. How exhausted? SO EXHAUSTED THAT I HAD DREAMS OF A GINORMOUS SPIDER CRAWLING ON MY PILLOW. I actually woke up saying "Oh my God there is a big spider crawling over there." (The pillow I am referring to was on the floor at the time.)
What does The Boyfriend do? HE LAUGHS AT ME! You have to understand that I wasn't quite awake yet and that the spider wasn't real, even though The Boyfriend was assuring me that there were no huge spiders out to get me and I was just dreaming.
I need more sleep.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
I do know that my crush Evander was kicked off "Dancing With the Stars" and I am oh so sad about that. Seriously, he was the cutest thing ever on that show. But I still have John O'Hurley. He rocks.
Rehearsals are going well, although I need to quit beating myself up over my accents. We had our first read-through of the children's shows last night. They are going to be great. It's nice when you meet people at auditions and briefly talk to them and then you get cast together and they turn out to actually be nice people who can actually act. Unlike the other surprise, where someone glares at you all through auditions, callbacks, then you get cast in the same show and you just can't quite figure them out, then you remember that this person glared at you all through auditions, and seriously, why do I care what this person thinks of me? Obviously they aren't very nice or they wouldn’t go around glaring at people in the first place. Then I also remember that I just might be a little p.m.s-ey so I could be over-reacting, but seriously, aren't we a little old to be playing the "glaring at people who are your competition" game? Besides, completely ignoring them is much more fun!
See people, this is why I end up feeling like I am completely anti-social. Or I would be better off if I were. But then I find people too darn fascinating. Except for stupid bitches that stand in fast food places and won't get off their damn phone to order and insist and carrying on their screaming conversation complete with swear words. Now, I like to give truckers a run for their money when it comes to swearing, but there is definitely a time and place which is definitely NOT in a public restaurant where PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO EAT AND SOME OF THEM ARE HERE WITH SMALL CHILDREN. I don't give a shit about your stupid conversation, no one thinks you are special because you have a phone, and you are being so completely rude. This is why I always try to be extra nice if I am the next person in line, especially since I have been that person behind the counter who would like nothing more than to inform the customer about what a complete ass they are being. When did common courtesy become so non-existent?
When did I become so tired?
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
That I didn't get so nervous doing accents.
That when my parents call they didn't leave messages like "You NEVER call".
Really? Then how did you get my number? And, we talked last week.
Now you know where I get my overdramatic genes from.
That I didn't crave fast food. Seriously. Why do I crave a Taco Bell Taco Salad?
That seems to be all I have for now.
What do you wish for?
Monday, June 06, 2005
I have been slacking in the writing stuff. My first rehearsal is tonight and I am really excited. A little nervous, but mostly excited.
I got a lot of flack from people for admitting that I watched this, but did you see "Dancing With The Stars"? Did you?
I think I have a crush on Evander Holyfield now. Seriously, the man looked so nervous before his dance started, and then he obviously just let go and tried to have a good time. He's not the greatest dancer on the show, but I have a lot of respect for a man who will go ahead and try. And not just half-assed try, but put your "manly" reputation on the line, failure or not, plus maybe I will have a good time, try.
Also, J. Peterman (aka John O'Hurley) rocked. Seriously the man was great. Overall I think the guys were more fun to watch because they really got into it, whereas the women were more obviously nervous/worried how their sparkly gowns looked.
It's not the greatest show on T.V., but I will probably be catching it as often as I can. Man, there is just something about a guy that can dance. Maybe it's the tight pants they always put them in.
I also promised that I was going to watch "Hit Me Baby One More Time" and I did. I was really really bored by this show. I will never be able to recap it better than this,(which is my new favorite website) but here are a few of my comments anyway:
1. Didn't Tiffany pose in Playboy not too long ago? Shouldn't she have enough money to have someone teach her how to dress? Her outfits were terrible and she sounded like she hadn't sang in awhile. Funny thing, she seems to be in the middle of recording a new album.
2. Arrested Development, while one of my favorite shows, now also seems to be a kick-butt band. I vaguely remember them in their "heyday", but their performance on the show almost made up for the torture of sitting through everyone else's performance.
3. Did the people performing not know they were on the show until they showed up? Because unless they were Arrested Development, they were pretty awful. Even singing their own songs!
4. This show would have been better had they taken MY idea and made these guys only sing something from Britney Spear's songbook. THAT would have been entertaining.
I will probably check it out again to see Vanilla Ice, but otherwise, I think it was pretty awful. WAY overproduced.
I don't really have anything else going on. Like I said before, rehearsals start tonight. Man, I am in for a busy summer.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
My 3 day weekend went way too fast, and now I seem to be fighting off some sort of flu. Or I am just stressed. Either way, food doesn't taste all that great to me lately. This makes me sad. I love food.
Also, I wished I wouldn't have heard this story on the news, because now I feel like I should give in to my cravings for pizza and burgers. Did you know that your brain CRAVES greasy, bad-for-you food? Oh man, ever since I joined Weight Watchers, my brain has definitely been letting me know that it's not appreciating all of the vegetables.
So, there are plenty of new really-awful looking so I will probably be really into them shows starting this summer. Have you seen the ads for "Dancing with the Stars?" Or "Hit Me Baby One More Time?" I know I have talked about this before but I am so looking forward to them. Be and my not-quite working all that great thanks to all the vegetables brain are spending this summer on the couch!
Also, "House" has a summer season. Seriously, watch it. It's one of the best shows on TV.
I should also let you know that I got cast in 2 shows for this summer. I will be playing "The Widow" in "Shakespeare's Skum: The Shrew Variations", as well as several other parts. And I will be playing The Farmer's Wife to this guy's Farmer in "The Emporer's New Clothes". Oh yeah, he's also Petruchio in the Shakespeare play, but big deal*. All I can say is he darn well better learn his lines or I am running him through with a pitchfork! Ha!
*Okay I am just kidding. It is a big deal and I am really proud of him. There.
On a final note:
Did you hear that Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes are supposedly engaged? Man, if that doesn't prove that their one month old love isn't a set-up, I don't know what will.