grillin'

This is how we make dinner - and dessert - at this theater. Awesome.

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wasted day

written in my journal in my dressing room

Eight hours of rehearsal. How much time did I work?

About ten minutes.

And that wasn't even onstage. That was in the back of the house, practicing my fight. And the only reason we did that was because it had been two days since I had run the thing at speed, with a live person.

I made the best of it, though - grilled, watched several episodes of 30 Rock, Scrubs, and The Office, and tried my best to be social. Part of me wishes I could have been home in the "corporate apartment" doing laundry and watching the basketball game. But a job is a job, even if you're not properly utilized.

a realistic dream (mostly)

Last night I dreamt I got married. Ceremony and all. Apparently we got married the day after Jim and Pam from The Office, because they were hanging out with me (that was the only unrealistic thing).

And, yes, I know who the bride was. Let's just say that I'd be pretty thrilled if it played out.

What does this mean?

semi-proactive

Just finished whittling down my headshots from 280 to 20. I should have done this weeks ago, but I just hadn't been able to get to it until now. (They're on my MySpace/Facebook pages, if you're interested in checking them out and giving me some feedback.)

I'm hopeful that these pics, plus the recent additions to my resume, will give my career the bounce I need to work consistently. I know that I'm doing pretty well - three shows a year for the past 5 years is nothing to sneeze at. But I need to start landing better-paying jobs, at higher-profile theaters (like the one I'm working at now), as well as beginning to venture into film and TV.

Next step (after I narrow it down to a couple of photos and get them touched up and reproduced) is to send out the new pics to...well...everyone I've ever encountered in a professional setting. I'm hoping that can be accomplished by mid-June, if I get all of the letters written by the time I leave Fox City.

Wish me luck! (And feel free to introduce me to your second cousin who is the head of casting for NBC.)

i thought laundry would be cheaper

Went over to the local dry cleaners today. I'm looking for a place close by that will do my laundry. I don't have a whole lot of time to do it myself, and I'm running out of clothes. I figured that it wouldn't be that bad - there's a place across the street from me at home that charges fifty cents a pound. So, worst case scenario, maybe two bucks a pound, right?

Wrong.

Try SIX DOLLARS A POUND.

Yeah.

Oh, that's just the rate for underwear.

For heavier stuff?

SEVEN DOLLARS A POUND.

Heavier stuff includes t-shirts.

Needless to say, I won't be taking my clothes there. Looks like I may be spending my off day in the crappy laundry room of our "corporate apartment". Grrrrr.

i hate this place (not Fox City)

I hate this "corporate apartment".

I was awakened at 8:30 this morning by two things: (1) my phone ringing - there was no one on the line, and (2) some idiot talking in the hall at full volume. Add in the fact that my bed is concave (meaning my back is sore) and I think it's safe to say I didn't have a restful night.

I did have a good night around town in Fox City. Had dinner with a friend from high school, which was all right. Then I met up with the Power Broker, who doesn't live too far from here. Things were...um...fine? There's a lot going on with her, but we were with a group of people (who were all hella cool) so I didn't find out any details on whether or not she still has a boyfriend. So...I'm not holding my breath. But I still think she's pretty cute.

(I just re-read the post I made after meeting her, and I'm kind of amazed that I was that excited about her. That NEVER happens.)

All right. Time to go back upstairs so I can shower before housekeeping comes in. I hear it's free iced coffee day at Dunkin' Donuts...very exciting...

some housekeeping

OK, a couple of things:

First of all, I've been going back and trying to fill in posts that I haven't been able to get online, dating back to April. Unfortunately, I seem to have lost some of the scraps of paper that I used in the migration to Fox City. Can we all agree that it's ok for me to throw up some Fried Fish links in the missing days, until I find those missing posts? I'm hoping that they're on my desk at home, but I won't be back there for another few weeks. I know that probably nobody cares about this but me, but I said I was going to do 365 and, dammit, I'm gonna do it!

(Here are the links - all cool sites that will occupy your time for at least a few minutes, I promise:)

April 14
April 18
April 27
April 28
April 29
May 3

Secondly, one of these posts has been on my mind for a few weeks, and it's buried so far down (I started writing it on April 23, where it is posted) that I had to call your attention to it. I'm kind of proud of my open letters, and I think I'm going to post more of these. This one is called an open letter to my ex-classmate, and I think you're going to see where I'm coming from.

So, with that, I'm off to rehearsal, and to see an old flame...

yahoo mail is driving me up the frickin wall

...because I've been getting stupid error messages all day. I mean, I just want to write one stupid e-mail. ONE. And it's not like I can just hop on at any time, because I have to lug my laptop down to the fuckin' lobby.

Grrrrr.

Can you tell I'm bitter?

i'm getting sick of blogging on paper

written in my notebook in my room

Anyone have any other bright ideas?

play 2, rover 0

written in my notebook in my room

Twisted my ankle and banged up my knee today in rehearsal. Thank God for a day off tomorrow. I hope the rain stops so that I can walk to the grocery store...

fellowship update

I didn't get it. Found out about ten days ago, but I've been too busy with life to actually mention this on here. I kind of assumed, once a week passed from the interview without hearing from them, that it wasn't happening.

Don't feel too bad for me, though. Apparently they are extremely interested in working with me...as an actor. Between this and the job that I am currently working, I may be taking a big step up in the business.

(Which is cold comfort after seeing my last paycheck.)

THE EMPIRE STRIKES BARACK

This is really, really funny. Especially if you know the Star Wars movies.

And with this I wish you a fun-filled weekend...