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I'm tired. I'm supposed to be packing for England (I hate packing, I realize; or maybe I just hate it right now)...hmm. Let's see.
Finished the show; last one was awesome, of course--got flowers for Shana and nearly cried, and we all sat around and did a talkback and I'm never going to do a youth show there anymore, and that's really weird...
The Bathhouse was where I did my best acting, overall..."The Tempest" was the show I can point to and say, look, I changed hugely, I got more confident, I suddenly knew I could do whatever I wanted on stage. It might take work, it might be hard--but I could do it. And Much Ado was my last summer show--so wonderful. I can't describe how amazing it was to be a part of that show (everyone who was in it, you know; if you weren't, I'm sorry I can't explain. But I can't). And then, despite everything, we four pulled off CWS. Which, to put it simply, rocked the effing house. And was so hard, and so much fun.
I did my first professional shows there too...eep. Christmas Pageants and R&J. Got to work with all different ages of people (baby angels, be quiet!)...good things, really. All round. Good for me. In the best way possible. So I'll just have to come back...and act more. Hee...(they can't be rid of me).
Let's see. I entirely forget what I did on Monday, although I know I did something...can someone remind me? I'm so tired...
Tuesday was another dinner (greek, yum) at Melissa's. Was fun...i drew on Eliza's pants with Tria marker (mmm, Tria markers!) and we talked and I played chess with Maggie (stalemate, i think), and I learned how to play Clocks which I then promptly forgot. Sorry, Joel. :)
Thursday was a graduation-bathhouse-party at Maggie's, fancy dress. That was fun (Charlotte, wear those pinstripes more often), got to play croquet and eat good food. The boys and I did some of CWS...skipped a bunch though. Heh.
Friday...I don't remember what I did either. Geez....I think I probably packed some (read: puttered around pretending to pack). In the afternoon Joel and I met at Nuncle Lizzy's and gave each other writing (he writes well. He'll deny it, maybe, but he does)...and then I went to see Haroun and the Sea of Stories (at the Bathhouse, go see it!), and then went to Katt's. Ostensibly a Pride and Prejudice party but we didn't watch it. Saw various bits of various things, watched Strictly Ballroom (I love that movie--must take ballroom dance next year!), a Red Dwarf episode, some Weird Al music videos...I actually slept some.
Katt's kitten is incredibly cute. She slept on me for a while but then decided I was to be avoided at all costs. Cats. Geez. :)
And then I came home...and packed. Ish. Met Allie and Liz at the bookstore, got some stuff for the trip, we came back here and birthed a werewolf child (game, kids, game), had dinner. I packed. Kind of.
Also I have now found out the meaning of the term 'third wheel.' It's really weird. Not in a bad way (they look so happy together, how I could I be unhappy about it?), it's just weird. I think it's cute though. I told them so and they didn't get mad at me, hee. Can't really explain it...anyone else know what I mean? Hanging out with people who are an item (I love that phrase), and it's just you? I'm not holding it against them or anything, it's just odd. Kind of still wrapping my head around it...
And here I go off to England with just my parents...hopefully I'll meet some interesting people over there I can hang with for a while. And in Oxford E. and A. will be there (yay, catch-up time), and maybe I'll go see Boston-Liz (Tinuviel, do you have any more info about the ballet yet?).
I'm leaving Monday morning...cripes. I'm going to see Patrick's play tomorrow.
I'll be able to get on the Internet in England...so send me emails, hey? I want to know what everyone's up to. I may not be able to answer everything (if I'm in an Internet cafe or something) but I'll try to post here some. Whoa...five weeks. Bye, Seattle. See you in a month.
("Time After Time." Makes me reconsider the single life, how maudlin can I get? *hits self* Not until college, kid. Not now.)
I'm going to brush my teeth and go sleep now...if you were here, I would hug you all.
Finished the show; last one was awesome, of course--got flowers for Shana and nearly cried, and we all sat around and did a talkback and I'm never going to do a youth show there anymore, and that's really weird...
The Bathhouse was where I did my best acting, overall..."The Tempest" was the show I can point to and say, look, I changed hugely, I got more confident, I suddenly knew I could do whatever I wanted on stage. It might take work, it might be hard--but I could do it. And Much Ado was my last summer show--so wonderful. I can't describe how amazing it was to be a part of that show (everyone who was in it, you know; if you weren't, I'm sorry I can't explain. But I can't). And then, despite everything, we four pulled off CWS. Which, to put it simply, rocked the effing house. And was so hard, and so much fun.
I did my first professional shows there too...eep. Christmas Pageants and R&J. Got to work with all different ages of people (baby angels, be quiet!)...good things, really. All round. Good for me. In the best way possible. So I'll just have to come back...and act more. Hee...(they can't be rid of me).
Let's see. I entirely forget what I did on Monday, although I know I did something...can someone remind me? I'm so tired...
Tuesday was another dinner (greek, yum) at Melissa's. Was fun...i drew on Eliza's pants with Tria marker (mmm, Tria markers!) and we talked and I played chess with Maggie (stalemate, i think), and I learned how to play Clocks which I then promptly forgot. Sorry, Joel. :)
Thursday was a graduation-bathhouse-party at Maggie's, fancy dress. That was fun (Charlotte, wear those pinstripes more often), got to play croquet and eat good food. The boys and I did some of CWS...skipped a bunch though. Heh.
Friday...I don't remember what I did either. Geez....I think I probably packed some (read: puttered around pretending to pack). In the afternoon Joel and I met at Nuncle Lizzy's and gave each other writing (he writes well. He'll deny it, maybe, but he does)...and then I went to see Haroun and the Sea of Stories (at the Bathhouse, go see it!), and then went to Katt's. Ostensibly a Pride and Prejudice party but we didn't watch it. Saw various bits of various things, watched Strictly Ballroom (I love that movie--must take ballroom dance next year!), a Red Dwarf episode, some Weird Al music videos...I actually slept some.
Katt's kitten is incredibly cute. She slept on me for a while but then decided I was to be avoided at all costs. Cats. Geez. :)
And then I came home...and packed. Ish. Met Allie and Liz at the bookstore, got some stuff for the trip, we came back here and birthed a werewolf child (game, kids, game), had dinner. I packed. Kind of.
Also I have now found out the meaning of the term 'third wheel.' It's really weird. Not in a bad way (they look so happy together, how I could I be unhappy about it?), it's just weird. I think it's cute though. I told them so and they didn't get mad at me, hee. Can't really explain it...anyone else know what I mean? Hanging out with people who are an item (I love that phrase), and it's just you? I'm not holding it against them or anything, it's just odd. Kind of still wrapping my head around it...
And here I go off to England with just my parents...hopefully I'll meet some interesting people over there I can hang with for a while. And in Oxford E. and A. will be there (yay, catch-up time), and maybe I'll go see Boston-Liz (Tinuviel, do you have any more info about the ballet yet?).
I'm leaving Monday morning...cripes. I'm going to see Patrick's play tomorrow.
I'll be able to get on the Internet in England...so send me emails, hey? I want to know what everyone's up to. I may not be able to answer everything (if I'm in an Internet cafe or something) but I'll try to post here some. Whoa...five weeks. Bye, Seattle. See you in a month.
("Time After Time." Makes me reconsider the single life, how maudlin can I get? *hits self* Not until college, kid. Not now.)
I'm going to brush my teeth and go sleep now...if you were here, I would hug you all.
