What a weekend, what a weekend. Leeny came down (hoorah!) and hung out with us for two days. We went to Eastland, she watched me DDR, we bought pretty stuff, I hit on an engaged man at Barnes and Nobles, and we found a monocle wearing banana at Walmart. Plus, she saw a run through of my play and really liked it. We did a final run through tonight and it went REALLY well! We had a small audience and everyone loved it. So I'm totally pumped up for Wednesday, come see me!
Here's something that pissed me off today - a little conversation Deanna and I had with Jared.
JARED: My ears keep popping. How can I act when I can't hear?
ME: (sarcastically) Oh, you don't have to LISTEN to other people to act...
JARED: 90% of acting is reacting.
DEANNA: That doesn't mean you have to hear. There are a bunch of great deaf actors!
JARED: Deaf people can't act.
OK, so for obvious reasons, this pissed me off. One, that's a horrible stereotype. That's like saying that black people can't sing, or something like that. It's terrible. Secondly, I know a bunch of famous deaf people! They're a huge part of Hollywood's culture! Not to mention my Pietro, who is very talented. We don't CARE that he can't hear, he can act. He can read lips. And third of all, hi, I'm hearing impaired. I hate to take that comment personally but come on, I can't help but do anything but. So I love Jared to death, but right now I'm a little ticked off.
But what else is new? I'm still ticked off at Samson (as always - PALLATABLE!), I'm ticked off at English 100 and 101, I'm ticked off at my lack of imagination, and I'm ticked off at the fact that I'm pretty sure I'm coming down with a cold. GRR. The only things I'm not ticked off at, I'm not because I love them, and most of them I shouldn't love.
Did that make sense?
COME SEE MY PLAY WEDNESDAY!
What an interesting and thoughtful person I can be when I'm completely exhausted, really dehydrated, and thrilled to death with life. Really, I become quite pensive, and a bit quixotic. And I use large words. (Yo momma's so verbose, she uses words like verbose!)
It feels weird not to be pining for someone. I mean, there's a few people that I would date if they asked me, but not to actively be in the pursuit of a relationship is very unusual for me. At the same time, I still feel like I'm forcing myself to be interested in people just so I have something to hold onto. And there's two people in particular that I am really becoming quite fond of - one I know I could have a good relationship with, and the other I know I could never date. But it almost feels like an obligatory lust. Is that odd? Nevermind, scratch that question, I know it's odd. But it's me. And there's a third person that I feel morally wrong to have such a connection with, but I can't help it. He's really quite amazing, and we click so well - stupid outsiders, always getting in the way.
And of course, there's still something that finds her so beautiful, even after the heartache she put me through.
I talked to Caitlin Scheib today, who told me that Allison and Mike are "absolutely blissful". And don't get me wrong, I don't mean this in any way as a slam to Al, but she's not exactly the typical girl, and I could never really picture her in a functional relationship. And now the tables have turned, and it feels so very bizarre to be on the other side of things...
On the plus side, I'm still winning in me and J's kissing contest. And Leeny's coming down in about 10 hours!
Quotes updated! Woot! Woot! Woot!
And hey, if you actually read my blog, leave me a comment to let me know. I'm curious as to how many people actually read this.
NOW WITH COMMENTS! I love you, Pete.
So many things to say...
First of all, I just saw an absolutely awful production of RENT. Now mind you, it was still good. I'm still glad I went. But as far as RENT goes, it was really bad. I thought it might be, since the actors were non-equity...I'll keep my comments to a minimum, to save you my rants. And I'll use character names.
Mark was great at his naive moments, but unfortunately, the whole show was that naive person. Great in some parts, annoying and whiny in most. Roger had a completely blown voice and obviously no concept of singing techniques. He was YELLING everything, and was often flat. Mimi was very weak, quiet, and her dancing looked like cheerleading. Everything she did was so rigidly choreographed and audience oriented. And during Goodbye, Love and Without You, she always seemed to be about half a beat behind the music. In fact, many people had this problem. Mimi also basically ruined the whole meaning of the show - if this was the first production I'd ever seen, I would never have gotten the right message. During Another Day, she looked like she was just living for sex and drugs instead of for the joy of living. This was unfortunate for those newbies in the audience. Maureen had no energy and whined ALL of the time. Except Take Me Or Leave Me, that was good. Collins was a tenor. TENOR?! Ruined the second act for me.
Will I Lose My Dignity? was very poorly blended. And It's Beginning To Snow was as well. The sound people were atrocious - they never had the right person's mic up and some of the group scenes lost a lot of lines and important harmonies. For some reason, there was a glowing head on the set - I KNOW that's never been there. It was so distracting. La Vie Boheme was VERY strongly choreographed - not just the beginning and certain parts which are supposed to be, but they never actually let go and just danced. It was like everything was planned out way ahead of time and rehearsed to death. Only it didn't sound like that at all. The Seasons of Love soloists made me think that they had just won the part playing paper, sissors, rocks. The phone call from all the parents had no energy and almost no volume. The actors had difficulty handing the props in spots. And, oddly enough, they felt the need to change a line. Preceding La Vie Boheme, the written line is, "the enemy of avenue A? We'll stay." And for some reason it came out, "the enemy of avenue A? Mr. Grey." The other guy with Benny was never named before! What the hell was that for?
But on the plus side, Angel was amazing. Best one I've ever seen. And even though I despised most of the cast, I still had to hold back tears at the end. I always do.
And on a different note, I'm introducing something very important in my blog that some people may not be familiar with. For those of you who don't know, I started a challenge at the beginning of the year to see how many people I could kiss in 2003. A few days ago, my friend Nettie decided to make this a bet, and now we have money on it and everything. So I came back today and found out that she was winning! So I went around my floor, and now I'm winning by 3, my grand total being 9. So if anyone would like to help out the cause, let me know!
Hopefully, if Pete ever returns, I will have the ability to take your comments on each post soon. Check back.
To begin, a quiz.
Pink:
You see the world in bright pink. The world is a
happy, happy place! You love all people and
things!! Life is great! You're just like a
happy child. Spread the cheer.
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What color do you see the world in?
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My friends Jeanette, Jeff, and Nick are here! I was in theatre with all of them in high school - they're all awesome wonderful people. Nick looks hot in ascots, Jeanette gives great massages, and Jeff goes by the name Ffej. This makes everything very exciting. So we're hanging out, I just spilled a bottle of water in my lap, and we're laughing very much because Nick is funny. So all is well in Julie land. AND, my mommy sent me the clothes I needed with a nice book and pretty hair clip! Hoorah!
I was reading my friend Kryssie's journal earlier, and she was talking about how she got the heel of her shoe stuck in the platforms they're using for the spring play and ended up falling and skinning her knees. And I laughed because I did the exact same thing during Noises Off. And so, in honor of that lovely little event, I decided to compile a list of all the theatre injuries I've encountered. There are many.
1. 10 Little Indians - lost the hearing in my left ear from a misplaced gunshot
2. 10 Little Indians - My hand was landed on when Andy, a VERY large man, fell on me. HUGE bruise.
3. WASP - Put the heel of my shoe through my foot, bleeding on both sides of my foot, and I had to go on stage and do the first scene.
4. WASP - Got my nose broken during rehearsal by the boy playing my son
5. Noises Off - Broke 3 fingers in the middle of a performance
6. 7 Stages of Man - Lost control of my switchblade during a fight scene, ended up with a cut about 1/4 of an inch below my eye. Whoo.
7. West Side Story - I wasn't in this, but I was a box-office crewhead and got REALLY sick the week of the show and fainted in the box.
8. Acting class - Was thrown off the stage during an improv game, landed wrong, and sprained my wrist
9. Fight practice - Practicing fight choreography, my partner burst a blood vessel in the palm of my hand and I had to drain it in the bathroom
Is that all? I have a feeling there's more...
And now, the moment you've all been waiting for....WELCOME TO THE RED ROOM! *throws a huge grand-opening party* Yes children, this website is now open. And my livejournal and Story of a Girl are officially closed. Spend time here. Get to know me. Read about my life. It's FUN!
First of all, a frightening quiz...
Oh Lord, I'm trying to figure out this whole blogging thing before I have to go to math...DAMN YOU, PETE!