Madame G (
filthgoblin) wrote2009-04-24 02:29 pm
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Second time lucky...
I shall try posting again. I've already lost what I spent half an hour writing last time because apparently my internet dropped out whilst I was busily tappity tapping away. *sigh*. Here goes...
It's the last day of my holiday today. Well not really, but the last weekday of a holiday spent at home feels like the last day to me. It's been good, though, and isn't over yet.
I can't even explain how much good this break has done me. The dread about returning to work hasn't even set in yet, which is saying something given that I'll be meeting up with a bunch of my work colleagues tonight [and KICKING their ASSES at Quasarmageddon! Hell yeah! :D] and I feel as cheerful as I've done in months and months. Note to self: don't leave it so there's not enough days of leave left to have any time off between Christmas and April. It fucks me up.Well, not really, but the last weekday of a holiday spent at home feels like the last day to me. It's been good, though, and isn't over yet.
I am so looking forward to Quasar tonight. I'm already getting carried away - I've told Mr G off for planning to wear a yellow t-shirt because he'll be really obvious, spent a good half hour obsessing over which shoes to wear with my all black SAS-style outfit and have bought black and khaki camouflage paint for my face [and the faces of anyone else whois as obsessive as me wants it]. My transformation into Mike from Spaced is almost complete, all save the moustache...
In other news, the rehearsal for the dreaded Wedding Shots actually went better than expected last night and has allayed some of my fears about it. Julie was indeed completely awful: dropping lines even whilst holding a script; only speaking whilst stationary; always downstage centre and facing front when speaking like she was giving a presentation; never looking any other of the cast members in the face. However, it's an even bigger cast that I imagined and a lot of them, whilst this is their first ever play, have a lot of promise. God, that sounds really patronising. It's not meant to. Just that they were asking questions like "when we're not actually speaking, what do we do?" But they seem like a nice bunch and were picking things up quickly. The guy who's been cast as my husband is super-cute and really smiley and after the initial panic about looking up from his script was interacting really warmly with me and giving me plenty of eye contact. I'm still not totally convinced, but I feel much more sanguine than I did this time yesterday.
Also, after saying yesterday that I was braced for full-on avoidance by Rich when I saw him for the first time in six weeks even though we've been getting on famously chatting via teh interwebs, it seems I couldn't have been more wrong. Not only did he break into a broad grin the second I walked through the door and spend all evening sharing slyly amused "what's she like?!" glances with me, he also consented to come for a drink with me after rehearsal and chatted with me in the pub for a good 40 minutes really happily. I'm really pleased. He's such a lovely guy, and now that he's started to interact with me I feel less like a freaky fangirl.
Jac also told me last night that there is a plan to put Ghost Sleuthers on again next spring, only this time in Chapter Arts Centre. The idea of reprising the role of Katrina opposite Rich now that we've really connected is a very exciting prospect.
Whilst everything in my life seems to be making me disconcertingly happy at the moment, there is a hefty amount of woe going on amongst my f-listers: illness, stress and domestic strife. I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm thinking about you and squeezing as many of my good vibes at you as will fit down my internet tubes *group hug*
It's the last day of my holiday today. Well not really, but the last weekday of a holiday spent at home feels like the last day to me. It's been good, though, and isn't over yet.
I can't even explain how much good this break has done me. The dread about returning to work hasn't even set in yet, which is saying something given that I'll be meeting up with a bunch of my work colleagues tonight [and KICKING their ASSES at Quasarmageddon! Hell yeah! :D] and I feel as cheerful as I've done in months and months. Note to self: don't leave it so there's not enough days of leave left to have any time off between Christmas and April. It fucks me up.Well, not really, but the last weekday of a holiday spent at home feels like the last day to me. It's been good, though, and isn't over yet.
I am so looking forward to Quasar tonight. I'm already getting carried away - I've told Mr G off for planning to wear a yellow t-shirt because he'll be really obvious, spent a good half hour obsessing over which shoes to wear with my all black SAS-style outfit and have bought black and khaki camouflage paint for my face [and the faces of anyone else who
In other news, the rehearsal for the dreaded Wedding Shots actually went better than expected last night and has allayed some of my fears about it. Julie was indeed completely awful: dropping lines even whilst holding a script; only speaking whilst stationary; always downstage centre and facing front when speaking like she was giving a presentation; never looking any other of the cast members in the face. However, it's an even bigger cast that I imagined and a lot of them, whilst this is their first ever play, have a lot of promise. God, that sounds really patronising. It's not meant to. Just that they were asking questions like "when we're not actually speaking, what do we do?" But they seem like a nice bunch and were picking things up quickly. The guy who's been cast as my husband is super-cute and really smiley and after the initial panic about looking up from his script was interacting really warmly with me and giving me plenty of eye contact. I'm still not totally convinced, but I feel much more sanguine than I did this time yesterday.
Also, after saying yesterday that I was braced for full-on avoidance by Rich when I saw him for the first time in six weeks even though we've been getting on famously chatting via teh interwebs, it seems I couldn't have been more wrong. Not only did he break into a broad grin the second I walked through the door and spend all evening sharing slyly amused "what's she like?!" glances with me, he also consented to come for a drink with me after rehearsal and chatted with me in the pub for a good 40 minutes really happily. I'm really pleased. He's such a lovely guy, and now that he's started to interact with me I feel less like a freaky fangirl.
Jac also told me last night that there is a plan to put Ghost Sleuthers on again next spring, only this time in Chapter Arts Centre. The idea of reprising the role of Katrina opposite Rich now that we've really connected is a very exciting prospect.
Whilst everything in my life seems to be making me disconcertingly happy at the moment, there is a hefty amount of woe going on amongst my f-listers: illness, stress and domestic strife. I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm thinking about you and squeezing as many of my good vibes at you as will fit down my internet tubes *group hug*
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And it's great that seeing Rich lived past your expectations!
I'm already getting carried away - I've told Mr G off for planning to wear a yellow t-shirt because he'll be really obvious, spent a good half hour obsessing over which shoes to wear with my all black SAS-style outfit and have bought black and khaki camouflage paint for my face
Bless XD We're doing a team building thing at work, but most of the ideas so far have had to do with drinking...I'm voting for playing pool :P Not competitive in any other sport but that one! Also the only one I'm any good at :P
Wow, I've written an essay in your journal! Love to chat with ya later, hope to catch you online sometime soon! x
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I hope the play is going to be good. I'm still not utterly convinced as I said, but I'll give it a fair crack. I'm amazed at how naive some of the cast members are - it makes me realise that I'm quite a weathered old hack as it goes in these circles :p
And, incidentally, Quasar was AWESOME! Though I'm really suffering today. Apparently my thighs have wasted through inactivity and I'm no longer cut out for squatting and standing repeatedly. My right leg is killing me!
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Yeah the best you can do is give it a go and hope everything goes well. Hehe that's cool, being the professional ;) Better show the kiddies how it's done, eh? :p
Ooh cool :D I bet it was hey. Sounds like an awesome workout too!