While the cat's away, the mice will play right? So taking an opportunity while the boss is out to sneak in a blog. WTF is up with the beginning of this year!
Ok so the weekend before last, on the 3rd, I got called by the director of 'Night Mother asking me to take on this insane role a week before opening. That's right a week, for a two person emotionally heavy show. 80 pages of dialogue. Who answers that question? My ego does. What everyone thinks I can do this? Then I totally should! Thank god, later that evening, it was decided to postpone the show for a week. Well then should be a cake walk right? Dear God.
I have to admit, I memorized more in a shorter amount of time than I ever imagined I could. I still have 3 days left before opening. But last night was the first night I did it without the script in hand and it was terrifying. I called for line, like a million times. So exhausting. I know I'm going to fuck this up opening night and I just hope my partner on stage catches me over and over again. I just want to stay in bed.
Work was insane up until last Thursday, finally closed the year. I was working on the 3rd when I got the call about the show.
There are a million other things going on that I don't want to discuss here, but they're all swimming around in my head, making me dream weird when they let me sleep at all. I don't even know what I feel I'm so bijiggety.
Maybe I need another break, I don't know. I miss hanging out with my friends. I just wish I felt like my life was going somewhere. Guess I just need to write it out in a public arena. :)
