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Well, 2009 is over. And it was...eventful. Extremely eventful.
What did you do in 2009 that you've never done before?
-Directed an entire show
-Turned 22
-Celebrated three years together, two years of engagement, and one year till the wedding
-Dragged Patrick around Disney World!
-Had four big onstage roles
Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Well, let's see. Last year I vowed to...
-Write a page in my second novel every day. HA! That didn't happen. But I'm at least on chapter seven, so that's progress.
-Practice voice more often. Eh, hit or miss. I definitely practice more than I used to.
-Exercise more regularly. Definitely more, but still not consistent.
-Watch less television. LAWLZ. I think I watched more TV this year than I did the year before...but that's mostly because I have to have something on when I'm sewing or writing.
As for this year's resolutions...yeah, they're happening.
Did anyone close to you give birth?
Nope. I have a feeling I'm going to be the first person in my circle of friends to have a baby...so...wait a few years...and there will probably be a little Trevathan around.
Did anyone close to you die?
My grandfather passed away in September from pancreatic cancer.
What countries did you spend time in this year?
Just this one!
What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
A husband, a decent apartment, and a job. At least one of those is taken care of...
What dates from 2009 will remain etched on your memory, and why?
September 28th. See three questions higher.
What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Probably playing Miriam Goldman in Beau Jest. I worked so hard for that show, and it paid off in a major way. And I found out that the show was cast around me, so that was nice for my poor little bruised ego (see the majority of theater-related blog entries from 2008 and early 2009.)
What was your biggest failure?
Not doing as well in my classes as I would have liked.
Did you suffer any serious illness or injury?
No, thank goodness. I did my time in 2007-2008. Shingles in the fall, mono in the spring. It was terrible.
What was the best thing you bought?
My new laptop, Spock. And my car, the Mach 5.
Where did most of your money go?
Well, I made very little money in the spring, made a lot of money in the summer, and then spent it slowly in the fall. So basically...living expenses. That sucks.
Compared to last year, are you...
...happier or sadder?
Happier. Mostly due to the fact that I finally regained the confidence that I lost throughout 2007-2008.
...thinner or fatter?
I'm fatter than I was in the summer, but thinner than I was this time last year. So...yay?
...richer or poorer?
About the same.
What did you get really excited about?
Working at Disney again!
What do you wish you'd done more of?
I wish I had more time to hang out with friends, but I was working in the Happiest Place on Earth and doing SEVEN shows. So...now that I have too much free time on my hands, I'm glad things worked out the way they did.
Did you fall in love in 2009?
I fell in love four years ago, but I will say that Patrick and I are more than "in" love. We love each other.
(and everyone just threw up a little bit. At least I'm not proclaiming "Welcome to 2010, the year of our wedding! EVERYONE MUST CELEBRATE WITH US BECAUSE YOU WILL NEVER BE AS ROMANTIC AS WE ARE, SO YOU BETTER BE ENJOYING THIS VICARIOUSLY.")
How many one-night stands?
Um...doesn't this question sort of negate the previous one? But in any case, the answer is no.
Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Not that I can think of. I don't really have a hit list or anything.
What was the best book you read?
Oh, wow. Um...I read my favorite book, Little Women, four times this year. Does that count? Honestly, though, I can't think of a new book I read that I really, really adored.
What did you get and not get?
Nothing, really. I'm quite satisfied.
What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 22 this year. I spent my birthday in the theater- we had a matinee and an evening performance of Enchanted Attic.
What one thing could have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Getting married in 2009 instead of 2010. But we're down to 70 days, and I can do that.
Who do you miss?
My Disney family!
Who was the best new person you met?
My Disney apartment mates- Shana, Sam, and Carissa. And Adriana totally counts too. Love them!
Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009?
Sometimes it's exhausting to work your ass off, but it pays off in the end.
What sums up this year in a quote?
"Isn't that niiiiice?" (the Beau Jest catchphrase)
And to close...my 2010 resolutions!
-Get married.
-Lose weight.
-Actually try to get Beatrice published.
-Finish ALL my half-finished sewing projects.
Happy New Year, everybody!
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Monday, October 5, 2009
So much to talk about!
This has been a crazy wonderful weekend! So much has happened...and I haven't had any time to blog! And because there's been so much, I'm going to do several entries today. Just because I can.
The last time I blogged was Friday night, right? Right before the second-to-last show? All right, picking up where I left off.
The Friday night show was AMAZING. We were completely sold out, and the audience loved us. There's four points in the show where I have what I call my "ego laughs": when I enter, when I say "oh" after Bob's story about the Gentile children, my overexaggerated eye roll during the "Monday night, we're watching Conan" bit, and my pause during the "who's your aunt?" "Sylvia Klein" bit. Typically the audience would laugh at a couple of them. On Friday, they laughed at all of them. I was exhilarated. (To use a quote: "my aura has never been pinker!")
On Saturday morning I had to get up early for my 9am dance class. Although it's exhausting, I really enjoy it. I was put in the advanced class, which I originally thought must be some kind of mistake, but Emily, the teacher (who has the world's most delightful British accent) said I belonged in the class, and after Saturday, I think I believe her. We do the greatest routines in the class too- this one was to "Old Time Rock and Roll"; the class before was to "Footloose."
Afterwards P picked me up and we zoomed back to the house so I could get everything ready for the cast party. He set up Rock Band while I made dill dip, lemon pound cake...and lukshen kugel.
I spent a lot of the show discussing how "for a special occasion, I make my special lukshen kugel." I decided to make some myself, just to see what it's like. Well, it's DISGUSTING. One pound of egg noodles, two pounds of cottage cheese, four tablespoons of butter, half a cup of sugar, eight eggs, and a dash of cinnamon. And it's gross. I couldn't even swallow it. I have never been more grateful for lemon cake in my life.
After several hours of eating, Rock Band-ing, and DDR-ing, we headed back to the theater to prepare for the final performance. And that's when something absolutely amazing happened, but it's so amazing that it deserves its own blog entry. And so it shall.
The final show of Beau Jest was fantastic. We finished at 9:30...set strike began at 9:50. By midnight the set was completely disassembled and the theater was spotless! It was really sad to see the "living room" we'd been playing in for the past month completely vanish, but it's necessary.
Needless to say, after such a long weekend (and with a sore throat coming on...), I slept in super late on Sunday. P picked me up afterwards and we had Super Wedding Field Trip Day.
Our big goal was to find a new set of invitations. We started at the Michaels in 100 Oaks, because I was hoping to find those pretty eyelet invitations that I found on the Michaels website. Unfortunately, they were nowhere to be found. We did find a couple of other options, though, so we took pictures with my camera phone to mentally file away.
We also looked at silk flowers. I found some possibilities, but P was decidedly unimpressed. He pointed out that because of recent advances in our budget (which shall be explained in the next blog entry), we might be able to afford real flowers for my bouquet and the boutonnieres. I'm still a little skeptical (you know, that whole allergies thing...), but I have to say that I was rather disappointed in the selection at Michaels.
After Michaels we checked Walmart, just to see if, by some remote chance, they had the eyelet invitations. They did not. I was sad.
(also, their flower selection was even more dismal than the 100 Oaks Michaels.)
Our final stop was JoAnn's, one of my favoritest places in the whole wide world. We looked at the wedding aisle first, where we were once again nonplussed with their invitation selection. We quickly moved on to familiar territory, where I purchased a length of old-gold rose print velvet for my colonial gown for History of Costume class, a cut of white knit with a pretty green floral print, and Vogue 8360. (The pattern's going to be used to make my dress for my lingerie shower.)
(Isn't it pretty?)
After our Super Wedding Field Trip, P and I discussed wedding things on our way to small group. We decided on a pretty blue invitation kit that we saw at Michaels, but we're going to wait until we get a coupon. But not wait too long...we learned our lesson. We're also still discussing the flower situation. No resolve on that yet...but at least we have invitations!
So that's basically how the final weekend of Beau Jest went down. But I have to tell the SUPER AMAZING STORY that deserves its very own post, just because of its sheer epicness. So...stay tuned.
The last time I blogged was Friday night, right? Right before the second-to-last show? All right, picking up where I left off.
The Friday night show was AMAZING. We were completely sold out, and the audience loved us. There's four points in the show where I have what I call my "ego laughs": when I enter, when I say "oh" after Bob's story about the Gentile children, my overexaggerated eye roll during the "Monday night, we're watching Conan" bit, and my pause during the "who's your aunt?" "Sylvia Klein" bit. Typically the audience would laugh at a couple of them. On Friday, they laughed at all of them. I was exhilarated. (To use a quote: "my aura has never been pinker!")
On Saturday morning I had to get up early for my 9am dance class. Although it's exhausting, I really enjoy it. I was put in the advanced class, which I originally thought must be some kind of mistake, but Emily, the teacher (who has the world's most delightful British accent) said I belonged in the class, and after Saturday, I think I believe her. We do the greatest routines in the class too- this one was to "Old Time Rock and Roll"; the class before was to "Footloose."
Afterwards P picked me up and we zoomed back to the house so I could get everything ready for the cast party. He set up Rock Band while I made dill dip, lemon pound cake...and lukshen kugel.
I spent a lot of the show discussing how "for a special occasion, I make my special lukshen kugel." I decided to make some myself, just to see what it's like. Well, it's DISGUSTING. One pound of egg noodles, two pounds of cottage cheese, four tablespoons of butter, half a cup of sugar, eight eggs, and a dash of cinnamon. And it's gross. I couldn't even swallow it. I have never been more grateful for lemon cake in my life.
After several hours of eating, Rock Band-ing, and DDR-ing, we headed back to the theater to prepare for the final performance. And that's when something absolutely amazing happened, but it's so amazing that it deserves its own blog entry. And so it shall.
The final show of Beau Jest was fantastic. We finished at 9:30...set strike began at 9:50. By midnight the set was completely disassembled and the theater was spotless! It was really sad to see the "living room" we'd been playing in for the past month completely vanish, but it's necessary.
Needless to say, after such a long weekend (and with a sore throat coming on...), I slept in super late on Sunday. P picked me up afterwards and we had Super Wedding Field Trip Day.
Our big goal was to find a new set of invitations. We started at the Michaels in 100 Oaks, because I was hoping to find those pretty eyelet invitations that I found on the Michaels website. Unfortunately, they were nowhere to be found. We did find a couple of other options, though, so we took pictures with my camera phone to mentally file away.
We also looked at silk flowers. I found some possibilities, but P was decidedly unimpressed. He pointed out that because of recent advances in our budget (which shall be explained in the next blog entry), we might be able to afford real flowers for my bouquet and the boutonnieres. I'm still a little skeptical (you know, that whole allergies thing...), but I have to say that I was rather disappointed in the selection at Michaels.
After Michaels we checked Walmart, just to see if, by some remote chance, they had the eyelet invitations. They did not. I was sad.
(also, their flower selection was even more dismal than the 100 Oaks Michaels.)
Our final stop was JoAnn's, one of my favoritest places in the whole wide world. We looked at the wedding aisle first, where we were once again nonplussed with their invitation selection. We quickly moved on to familiar territory, where I purchased a length of old-gold rose print velvet for my colonial gown for History of Costume class, a cut of white knit with a pretty green floral print, and Vogue 8360. (The pattern's going to be used to make my dress for my lingerie shower.)
(Isn't it pretty?)After our Super Wedding Field Trip, P and I discussed wedding things on our way to small group. We decided on a pretty blue invitation kit that we saw at Michaels, but we're going to wait until we get a coupon. But not wait too long...we learned our lesson. We're also still discussing the flower situation. No resolve on that yet...but at least we have invitations!
So that's basically how the final weekend of Beau Jest went down. But I have to tell the SUPER AMAZING STORY that deserves its very own post, just because of its sheer epicness. So...stay tuned.
Friday, October 2, 2009
The theater life
As I write this, I am sitting on the floor in front of my dressing room, sipping a Juice RockStar and reading MLIA (and blogging, obviously). Why, do you ask? My dressing room is locked. I need to curl my hair, but it's locked. Sadness.
It's the second-to-last show of Beau Jest, and I'm terribly bummed. It's been such a great show that I hate to say goodbye to it and all the people I got to hang out with for the last two months. I almost wish we would add more shows just so I could keep going. But alas, we cannot.
Kat (my bestie/roomie/MOH) is coming to see me tonight!! I am thrilled beyond words. I was so afraid that none of my close friends were going to see me. But she's coming! I have to sneak her in because the show is SOLD OUT for tonight, but it shall be a successful mission. Mostly because my director okayed it. (Not nearly as cool as a devious ninja mission, but still, I'm happy.)
Tomorrow is the cast party at my house. There shall be Rock Band, Dance Dance Revolution, and lukshen kugel, which looks like it's going to be disgusting. But I spend the whole show talking about how I make amazing lukshen kugel, and I figured I'd better make it at some point. What better time than the cast party?
P is spending the day with me tomorrow (cast party, final show, and all!), and then on Sunday afternoon we are Weddinging It Up. This means several things:
-sorting through wedding files
-purchasing our invitations
-perusing artificial flowers
-and monitoring my fabric purchases
All right, so the fabric is actually going to be for my colonial gown project for History of Costume, my Regency-era protoype, and most likely some of the supplies for my Giselle dress, but I'm also going to get what I need for the dress I'm going to wear at my lingerie shower. It's Vogue 8360, and it's typically used for a prom or wedding dress, apparently, but I'm going to make it out a super soft pale blue knit, trim it with lace, and wear it for day #2 of the party.
But it's time to go get ready. Time for the second-to-last show!
It's the second-to-last show of Beau Jest, and I'm terribly bummed. It's been such a great show that I hate to say goodbye to it and all the people I got to hang out with for the last two months. I almost wish we would add more shows just so I could keep going. But alas, we cannot.
Kat (my bestie/roomie/MOH) is coming to see me tonight!! I am thrilled beyond words. I was so afraid that none of my close friends were going to see me. But she's coming! I have to sneak her in because the show is SOLD OUT for tonight, but it shall be a successful mission. Mostly because my director okayed it. (Not nearly as cool as a devious ninja mission, but still, I'm happy.)
Tomorrow is the cast party at my house. There shall be Rock Band, Dance Dance Revolution, and lukshen kugel, which looks like it's going to be disgusting. But I spend the whole show talking about how I make amazing lukshen kugel, and I figured I'd better make it at some point. What better time than the cast party?
P is spending the day with me tomorrow (cast party, final show, and all!), and then on Sunday afternoon we are Weddinging It Up. This means several things:
-sorting through wedding files
-purchasing our invitations
-perusing artificial flowers
-and monitoring my fabric purchases
All right, so the fabric is actually going to be for my colonial gown project for History of Costume, my Regency-era protoype, and most likely some of the supplies for my Giselle dress, but I'm also going to get what I need for the dress I'm going to wear at my lingerie shower. It's Vogue 8360, and it's typically used for a prom or wedding dress, apparently, but I'm going to make it out a super soft pale blue knit, trim it with lace, and wear it for day #2 of the party.
But it's time to go get ready. Time for the second-to-last show!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
When things don't always go as planned
I thought I would write a rather jolly post about my floral inspiration board from Afloral.com, but right now, it's the last thing on my mind. It's been a really, really rough day.
Today began with an argument with my father, followed by a World Lit II exam I wasn't properly prepared for and two hours' worth of shop practicum, where I had to use a radial saw and build a 14' tall flat with curved edges. (Which is a pain.) Then I had to sit around and wait for rehearsal until 8:30, and I just now got home.
On top of that, this weekend heralds the end of Beau Jest. We perform Friday and Saturday, then strike the set on Saturday night. I've worked so hard on this show, and finally got a lead, and now none of my best friends (and BMs) are coming to see it.
The worst part is that today marks one week since my grandfather passed away. Some of my friends have been really sweet about it, making sure I'm okay and asking how my family's doing. Some of my friends- suprisingly, some of my long-term friends- haven't even mentioned it.
There are some days where it just seems like nothing goes right. I hate it, but it's inevitable.
So I called P and talked his ear off. I had a little bit of a cry (more of a tearing-up). And I drank a hot cup of peach black tea. So life is looking up.
Besides, tomorrow will be better.
Today began with an argument with my father, followed by a World Lit II exam I wasn't properly prepared for and two hours' worth of shop practicum, where I had to use a radial saw and build a 14' tall flat with curved edges. (Which is a pain.) Then I had to sit around and wait for rehearsal until 8:30, and I just now got home.
On top of that, this weekend heralds the end of Beau Jest. We perform Friday and Saturday, then strike the set on Saturday night. I've worked so hard on this show, and finally got a lead, and now none of my best friends (and BMs) are coming to see it.
The worst part is that today marks one week since my grandfather passed away. Some of my friends have been really sweet about it, making sure I'm okay and asking how my family's doing. Some of my friends- suprisingly, some of my long-term friends- haven't even mentioned it.
There are some days where it just seems like nothing goes right. I hate it, but it's inevitable.
So I called P and talked his ear off. I had a little bit of a cry (more of a tearing-up). And I drank a hot cup of peach black tea. So life is looking up.
Besides, tomorrow will be better.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
When sleep is not an option
My sleep patterns are totally and completely off. It's dreadful. I have to get to the theater to get ready for tonight's performance of Beau Jest, and I simply can't fall asleep. I was going to take a nap, but I was in that "tired-but-not-sleepy" stage.
Oy.
Guys and Dolls rehearsal this morning went well. I got the blocking for "Sit Down, You're Rockin' the Boat" pretty quickly, so that was nice. I managed to get through this morning without too much turmoil, but right afterwards my friend Lindsey asked how I was doing and I just broke down and bawled. My grandfather's funeral is tonight, and I can't be there, and it hurts. But Lindsey and Carter hugged me and prayed over me and reassured me, and I felt better. I'm still not fantastic, but I'm better.
But it's time to go tease my hair, slip on my bangle bracelets, and yammer in a Yiddish accent while patting everyone on the cheek. I need to bring the energy for tonight's performance!
Oy.
Guys and Dolls rehearsal this morning went well. I got the blocking for "Sit Down, You're Rockin' the Boat" pretty quickly, so that was nice. I managed to get through this morning without too much turmoil, but right afterwards my friend Lindsey asked how I was doing and I just broke down and bawled. My grandfather's funeral is tonight, and I can't be there, and it hurts. But Lindsey and Carter hugged me and prayed over me and reassured me, and I felt better. I'm still not fantastic, but I'm better.
But it's time to go tease my hair, slip on my bangle bracelets, and yammer in a Yiddish accent while patting everyone on the cheek. I need to bring the energy for tonight's performance!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Hair Dramaz Part III and Opening Weekend
Unfortunately, I don't have a picture, but my hair is...well, decent. I dyed it Natural Medium Brown (or Truffle, in Garnier language)...but it still came out really dark. Darker than I would like, to be honest. That first morning after I dyed it, I was a bit shell-shocked when I looked in the mirror. I was so shell-shocked, in fact, that I scrubbed it twenty times with Pantene that morning.
Twenty. I counted.
The color has softened a little bit, but it's still quite dark. A lot of people have told me they like it, but I just don't think it's flattering on me. Maybe if I had a warmer shade of brown, so it didn't make me quite as gothicky-pale. It's all good, though. I'm going to dye it red again as soon as possible.
Also, you might have noticed that my blog got revamped. Again. I just felt that the new layout was too cluttered, and I like this one a lot better. It just looks cleaner and prettier.
And now for the big story...
Beau Jest opened on Friday night, and it was fabulous! Dress rehearsal on Thursday night was rough, unforgivably rough. We had done well on Wednesday night, and I think we allowed ourselves to coast on Thursday, instead of focusing and bringing up the energy. So we were all nervous on Friday night. But it turned out to be great! The audience loved it and we had a blast playing off of each other. Of course, we had the requisite bloopers- parsley didn't make to the stage, lines were dropped, lines were swapped ("Can you get impersonated for arresting a Jew in this state?"), stuff fell over, an earring got stuck in my hair...you get the picture. But it was still great.
The greatest moment happened on Saturday night. Jake, our TD, came backstage to check up on us. I asked him how I was doing, as he's been the most forthright about my performance. He told me I was doing great and that I didn't need to worry. Then he turned to the others and said, "You need to focus more and be careful. She's stealing the show from the rest of you."
High praise!!!! Especially from Jake!!! I was incredibly excited.
I think it's my hair, though. Seriously. On Saturday night, I got a laugh on my entrance. My hair is absolutely enormous. It's teased within an inch of its life and shellacked with enough hairspray to prevent it from moving in a hurricane.
But now it is late. And I have to sleep, so I can finish my red coat tomorrow morning. And clean my room. And clean my bathroom.
Oy.
Twenty. I counted.
The color has softened a little bit, but it's still quite dark. A lot of people have told me they like it, but I just don't think it's flattering on me. Maybe if I had a warmer shade of brown, so it didn't make me quite as gothicky-pale. It's all good, though. I'm going to dye it red again as soon as possible.
Also, you might have noticed that my blog got revamped. Again. I just felt that the new layout was too cluttered, and I like this one a lot better. It just looks cleaner and prettier.
And now for the big story...
Beau Jest opened on Friday night, and it was fabulous! Dress rehearsal on Thursday night was rough, unforgivably rough. We had done well on Wednesday night, and I think we allowed ourselves to coast on Thursday, instead of focusing and bringing up the energy. So we were all nervous on Friday night. But it turned out to be great! The audience loved it and we had a blast playing off of each other. Of course, we had the requisite bloopers- parsley didn't make to the stage, lines were dropped, lines were swapped ("Can you get impersonated for arresting a Jew in this state?"), stuff fell over, an earring got stuck in my hair...you get the picture. But it was still great.
The greatest moment happened on Saturday night. Jake, our TD, came backstage to check up on us. I asked him how I was doing, as he's been the most forthright about my performance. He told me I was doing great and that I didn't need to worry. Then he turned to the others and said, "You need to focus more and be careful. She's stealing the show from the rest of you."
High praise!!!! Especially from Jake!!! I was incredibly excited.
I think it's my hair, though. Seriously. On Saturday night, I got a laugh on my entrance. My hair is absolutely enormous. It's teased within an inch of its life and shellacked with enough hairspray to prevent it from moving in a hurricane.
But now it is late. And I have to sleep, so I can finish my red coat tomorrow morning. And clean my room. And clean my bathroom.
Oy.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Hair Dramaz Part II: In which my true hair color is revealed
The Color Oops! worked wonders. The black is goooone! Huzzah!
So it turns out my real hair color is an ash brown with a reddish tint to it. Rather nice! If I didn't need to have dark brown for Beau Jest, I'd probably keep it. At least for a while.
Now I have dark brown dye smeared over my head, and I'm fervently praying that it turns out nice. And that my scalp will stop burning.
But if you wanted to see what my hair really looks like, here it is:
And now I'm tired. I just want to rinse this dang dye out and CRASH.
So it turns out my real hair color is an ash brown with a reddish tint to it. Rather nice! If I didn't need to have dark brown for Beau Jest, I'd probably keep it. At least for a while.
Now I have dark brown dye smeared over my head, and I'm fervently praying that it turns out nice. And that my scalp will stop burning.
But if you wanted to see what my hair really looks like, here it is:
And now I'm tired. I just want to rinse this dang dye out and CRASH.
Hair Dramaz Part I: In which I had black hair for twenty minutes
Beau Jest opens tomorrow. And I have reddish-blondish hair. That doesn't fly. Ergo, I must dye my hair a rather dark shade.
I purchased Garnier hair dye, as that's my usual, but instead of my typical Chocolate Caramel color, I selected Sweet Cola, as it was also labeled as "darkest brown." I was going to pick a different shade, but Rebecca thought that this one would work.
At 11pm, I began dying my hair. It was great. It was fantastic. I've done this a million times. I even chatted with P while the goo sat on my locks. And then I rinsed and shampoo'd...all that good jazz.
Imagine my horror when I realized that "darkest brown," in Garnier-language, translates as "GUESS WHO LOOKS LIKE WEDNESDAY ADDAMS?! YOU, BEEYOTCH!"
Terrible. Simply terrible.
I washed it several times and blew it dry. Still terrible. I hopped back in the shower and washed it about four more times, this time with dish soap. Nothin'. Still black. And there ain't no fixin' it.
And the show opens in less than 24 hours.
Fantastic.
By now, it's midnight. I alerted my father, and an emergency run to a 24-hour Walgreens ensued. Thus armed with Color Oops! and Garnier in "Truffle" (or "medium natural brown," as they're claiming at the moment) I returned home and immediately set to work.
So now I'm sitting around with Color Oops! soaking into my poor hair. It smells like someone mixed fertilizer with industrial bleach, but at least this should save my color. In about five more minutes, I'll rinse it out. Then I'll blow it dry. Then it's time for color round #2.
I'm just scared that my hair will freak out. I mean, after all, it's pretty fine. I have a lot of it, but it's really fine.
But before I leave to rinse out my hair, I offer a picture (captured via my cell phone camera) of my gothic princess hairstyle.
It's just awful. It just soaks up all the light, like it's some kind of parasite.
Parasite hair. Great.
I purchased Garnier hair dye, as that's my usual, but instead of my typical Chocolate Caramel color, I selected Sweet Cola, as it was also labeled as "darkest brown." I was going to pick a different shade, but Rebecca thought that this one would work.
At 11pm, I began dying my hair. It was great. It was fantastic. I've done this a million times. I even chatted with P while the goo sat on my locks. And then I rinsed and shampoo'd...all that good jazz.
Imagine my horror when I realized that "darkest brown," in Garnier-language, translates as "GUESS WHO LOOKS LIKE WEDNESDAY ADDAMS?! YOU, BEEYOTCH!"
Terrible. Simply terrible.
I washed it several times and blew it dry. Still terrible. I hopped back in the shower and washed it about four more times, this time with dish soap. Nothin'. Still black. And there ain't no fixin' it.
And the show opens in less than 24 hours.
Fantastic.
By now, it's midnight. I alerted my father, and an emergency run to a 24-hour Walgreens ensued. Thus armed with Color Oops! and Garnier in "Truffle" (or "medium natural brown," as they're claiming at the moment) I returned home and immediately set to work.
So now I'm sitting around with Color Oops! soaking into my poor hair. It smells like someone mixed fertilizer with industrial bleach, but at least this should save my color. In about five more minutes, I'll rinse it out. Then I'll blow it dry. Then it's time for color round #2.
I'm just scared that my hair will freak out. I mean, after all, it's pretty fine. I have a lot of it, but it's really fine.
But before I leave to rinse out my hair, I offer a picture (captured via my cell phone camera) of my gothic princess hairstyle.
It's just awful. It just soaks up all the light, like it's some kind of parasite.Parasite hair. Great.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Two days left!
Rehearsal last night went...decently well. It was kind of rough, because we now have all tech and all costumes and all transitions, and we don't have them all down yet. The other main problem is our energy levels. They keep tanking. It's easy to enter with energy, but it's hard to keep it up when the rest of the cast is lost in self-consciousness.
Also, I was relieved that Vali didn't come observe. I love Vali, but I know that I'm not a very good practitioner of the acting technique she teaches. But instead of Vali, Chris came. He came, he gave excellent notes, he didn't pull any punches. Marvelous.
I think tonight is going to go well. I feel like Erin and Caleb are really going to take it up, and once they're on the right track, the rest of the show will follow.
Today is my last day as a redhead...for the moment. Tomorrow morning, I shall be a brunette. The color is Garnier Sweet Cola. So basically, as close to black as possible. It's going to freak me out, but I'll rock it hardcore. I know I shall.
In other news...I don't really have any other news. Right now, Beau Jest is EATING MY LIFE.
And I love it.
Ever'body better come see it. Or I will weep copiously.
No, seriously. I will.
I feel like I talk all the time about my acting experience, but this is the first time that I've gotten a big part at Lipscomb. I feel like I have to prove to everybody that I'm not a poser and I really can act.
And it makes me sad that a lot of people aren't coming. We run for three different weekends, and apparently none of them fit in their busy schedules. And yea and verily, I do weep.
But right now I have to look over that dang Sylvia Klein argument. It's gonna kill me.
Also, I was relieved that Vali didn't come observe. I love Vali, but I know that I'm not a very good practitioner of the acting technique she teaches. But instead of Vali, Chris came. He came, he gave excellent notes, he didn't pull any punches. Marvelous.
I think tonight is going to go well. I feel like Erin and Caleb are really going to take it up, and once they're on the right track, the rest of the show will follow.
Today is my last day as a redhead...for the moment. Tomorrow morning, I shall be a brunette. The color is Garnier Sweet Cola. So basically, as close to black as possible. It's going to freak me out, but I'll rock it hardcore. I know I shall.
In other news...I don't really have any other news. Right now, Beau Jest is EATING MY LIFE.
And I love it.
Ever'body better come see it. Or I will weep copiously.
No, seriously. I will.
I feel like I talk all the time about my acting experience, but this is the first time that I've gotten a big part at Lipscomb. I feel like I have to prove to everybody that I'm not a poser and I really can act.
And it makes me sad that a lot of people aren't coming. We run for three different weekends, and apparently none of them fit in their busy schedules. And yea and verily, I do weep.
But right now I have to look over that dang Sylvia Klein argument. It's gonna kill me.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
It is so fracking cold in Shamblin it's not even funny.
But the set is gorgeous. Seriously gorgeous. And Patrick and I might buy the table and chair set. Because it's awesome. And we need a table and chair set.
And we open on Friday.
*a;lefdsklfdshyfioewjfkldsnfnaeyroiwejioewuof*
That is the sound of my spazzing.
Like seriously.
I'm terribly excited about it, don't get me wrong. But it's been so long since I had a sizeable part that it kind of makes me nervous. I know my lines, the part works for me, I love the show...I'm just anxious. Especially since Vali is observing tonight. As in the teacher who taught Advanced Acting last year. And we all know how well I handled that...
So yeah.
I'm going to post more later. But now I have to be prepared for makeup. Yayyyyyy!
But the set is gorgeous. Seriously gorgeous. And Patrick and I might buy the table and chair set. Because it's awesome. And we need a table and chair set.
And we open on Friday.
*a;lefdsklfdshyfioewjfkldsnfnaeyroiwejioewuof*
That is the sound of my spazzing.
Like seriously.
I'm terribly excited about it, don't get me wrong. But it's been so long since I had a sizeable part that it kind of makes me nervous. I know my lines, the part works for me, I love the show...I'm just anxious. Especially since Vali is observing tonight. As in the teacher who taught Advanced Acting last year. And we all know how well I handled that...
So yeah.
I'm going to post more later. But now I have to be prepared for makeup. Yayyyyyy!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Aaaand...things are looking up.
So yeah. Gap in blogging.
It's all good, though. 'Sall good.
As you've probably noticed, there's been a revamp of the blog layout. I got tired of the old one...and the old name. Thus, my blog has received its fourth name change. Good job, blog. Good job. I'm still working the bugs out, though, so bear with me.
I'm working on transferring the meager contents of my sewing blog onto this one. Goodness knows I have enough trouble updating one blog, much less two. So be prepared for blathering about sewing projects showing up on here.
Rehearsals for Beau Jest are progressing really nicely...which is a good thing, because the show opens in two weeks. Two weeks! Yikes. Oh, well. It's going to be fun. And do you know what else is fun? Dying my hair super super dark chocolatey brown for the show, because I need to look like Erin's mother, and goodness knows my hair isn't nearly as dark as hers.
(I've used the phrase "goodness knows" twice in the past two paragraphs. How old school am I?)
Oh, well.
I've got some sewing projects to work on, so get ready! I'll post them as soon as I can.
Whuch means that could be anytime in the next three months. Who knows?
It's all good, though. 'Sall good.
As you've probably noticed, there's been a revamp of the blog layout. I got tired of the old one...and the old name. Thus, my blog has received its fourth name change. Good job, blog. Good job. I'm still working the bugs out, though, so bear with me.
I'm working on transferring the meager contents of my sewing blog onto this one. Goodness knows I have enough trouble updating one blog, much less two. So be prepared for blathering about sewing projects showing up on here.
Rehearsals for Beau Jest are progressing really nicely...which is a good thing, because the show opens in two weeks. Two weeks! Yikes. Oh, well. It's going to be fun. And do you know what else is fun? Dying my hair super super dark chocolatey brown for the show, because I need to look like Erin's mother, and goodness knows my hair isn't nearly as dark as hers.
(I've used the phrase "goodness knows" twice in the past two paragraphs. How old school am I?)
Oh, well.
I've got some sewing projects to work on, so get ready! I'll post them as soon as I can.
Whuch means that could be anytime in the next three months. Who knows?
Sunday, August 23, 2009
So guess who forgot she had a blog?
*sigh*
I meant to update. I really did. But Disney World is so crazy...and I was so tired...that...well, things didn't go quite as well as I had planned when it came from the blog-writing-front.
So yeah.
Now I'm going to work harder on blogging. Because I like blogging. And I really ought to keep up with it.
I'm going to do a big revamp of the blog layout too. It's time for a change.
In the meantime, here's what I've been up too:
-I got seasonal status at Disney World!
-Patrick came with the rest of my family to pick me up from Orlando, and I had a deliriously happy time dragging him around the parks.
-On a side note, P has a job! He's working at Target full time in the electronics department. He lurves it, and he gets good hours. So yay!
-We drove home last Sunday. Thirteen hours. In the minivan. Whole family. Yeah. It was great.
-I arrived home...to discover a car! I am now the proud and pleased owner of a 2006 PT Cruiser. The color is called "cool vanilla." I named it the Mach 5, even though El Padre calls it the Mach 2 1/2.
-I've lost around twelve pounds. Well, somewhere between ten and fifteen. I feel like I look a lot thinner.
-I'm all set for my very last semester of school. I'm really excited about graduating. Like seriously. Ready to get out of here.
-I started rehearsal for Beau Jest. It's marvelous. Simply marvelous. I'm having a ball already!
So yeah. Hopefully this semester will go well.
I meant to update. I really did. But Disney World is so crazy...and I was so tired...that...well, things didn't go quite as well as I had planned when it came from the blog-writing-front.
So yeah.
Now I'm going to work harder on blogging. Because I like blogging. And I really ought to keep up with it.
I'm going to do a big revamp of the blog layout too. It's time for a change.
In the meantime, here's what I've been up too:
-I got seasonal status at Disney World!
-Patrick came with the rest of my family to pick me up from Orlando, and I had a deliriously happy time dragging him around the parks.
-On a side note, P has a job! He's working at Target full time in the electronics department. He lurves it, and he gets good hours. So yay!
-We drove home last Sunday. Thirteen hours. In the minivan. Whole family. Yeah. It was great.
-I arrived home...to discover a car! I am now the proud and pleased owner of a 2006 PT Cruiser. The color is called "cool vanilla." I named it the Mach 5, even though El Padre calls it the Mach 2 1/2.
-I've lost around twelve pounds. Well, somewhere between ten and fifteen. I feel like I look a lot thinner.
-I'm all set for my very last semester of school. I'm really excited about graduating. Like seriously. Ready to get out of here.
-I started rehearsal for Beau Jest. It's marvelous. Simply marvelous. I'm having a ball already!
So yeah. Hopefully this semester will go well.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Why the past few days have been awesome, and why I shall explode before two weeks are out
Wednesday
-I FINALLY got to hang out with Kat, Emma, and Rose. Seriously. Hasn't happened in forever.
Thursday
-P took me on a picnic!
-P took me out for ice cream
-P took me shopping!!
-While shopping I got new sandals (with 3" heels!), new flipflops, a new white dress, new lip gloss, and new skivvies! Seriously, hit up Aerie. It's a good time. (Was this too much information? Sorry...)
-I got so excited about my new stuff that I ran to Kat's room to show her...we ended up just chilling out together for a couple of hours. She commented that it was just like old times.
Friday
-Did pretty much nothing. Then I cleaned for a while.
Saturday
-World Lit I exam. It was actually much easier than I thought it would be. Hallelujah!
-I got two bags of sour gummie bears because the cashier girl in the school food court wasn't trying to gyp me like everybody else.
-I got free Panera. Including a cinnamon crunch bagel and some kind of chocolate praline cake.
-Mike the Almighty Director played my demo reel in Voice and Diction class as an example of a good one. Also, I have A's on all of my assignments for that class.
-I found out that not only am I presenting the underclassmen awards at the theater banquet, I'm making them. I immediately texted Kat that THERE WAZ A CRAFTING EMERGENCY.
-I called my mom to tell her that I would have to miss Lindsay's senior banquet because it's the same time as the theater banquet, and we ended up chatting for an hour. Let me tell you, that's not something that I ever thought would happen when I was a kid.
-Kat (after finishing an exam) saved my life and took me to Michaels, where I bought crafting supplies to make awards.
-Because of the humidity, the paint won't dry, so I resorted to sewing my dress and stopping to add a new coat of paint every two hours.
-My machine needle broke. I went to bed.
RIGHT NOW!
-I am sitting at work, wishing I was working on projects that need to be finished. I don't think I can make it to church...eighteen or so awards need to be completed!! And my dress too!
-I have to finish the awards.
-I have to finish my dress.
-Lindsay's last chorus performance is at 3:30.
-The banquet is at 6pm.
TOMORROW
-I have to write six essays for my History of Theater exam.
-I have to work on the Death of a Salesman protocol (which is going to kill me).
-I have to pack.
TUESDAY
-Marriage and the Christian Home exam.
-Packing.
-DOAS protocol.
WEDNESDAY
-Script Analysis final meeting
-Finish packing.
THURSDAY
-Physics exam (at $*&#@ 8am!!!!)
-Move most of the way home
-Unpack.
FRIDAY
-Finish moving out
-Start packing for Disney
SATURDAY
-Star Trek and possibly Ren Fest...this is most likely the last big friend outing I'll have before I leave!
SUNDAY
-Um...something is happening. I just can't remember what it is. It's definitely my last Sunday before I leave for Disney.
OTHER THINGS TO DO IN THE WEEK BEFORE I LEAVE:
-Go to two different bridal shops to look for my gown and the girls' dresses.
-Get my license.
-Get my hair cut and redye it.
-Go to two doctor appointments.
-Spend as much time with P as possible.
-Deal with my dad's side of the family coming in for Lindsay's graduation.
-Go to Lindsay's graduation and get mentally prepared for her 18th birthday.
-And, oh yeah, move to Orlando for the Disney College Program.
Yeah. So that's why my updates are few and far between, and probably will be until I'm settled in Orlando. I'm glad I'm doing it and I'm grateful to get in, but seriously. I am going to die from exhaustion. "Caitlin was near death, but the doctor was able to help." (That's an Oregon Trail joke.) So did I miss anything?
Oh, yeah.
I AM GENERAL CARWRIGHT IN GUYS AND DOLLS AND MIRIAM IN BEAU JEST!!! TWO PARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am thrilled to little bits and pieces. Sure, it's not Adelaide, but what am I going to do? Throw hissy fits because I didn't get the exact part I wanted? I went a whole year without being in a mainstage production. Now I'm in three in one semester (I'm also still playing Missy in the pig show). It's going to be awesome. I'll blog more about that later, but for right now, yeah.
Now it's time to paint some spoons.
-I FINALLY got to hang out with Kat, Emma, and Rose. Seriously. Hasn't happened in forever.
Thursday
-P took me on a picnic!
-P took me out for ice cream
-P took me shopping!!
-While shopping I got new sandals (with 3" heels!), new flipflops, a new white dress, new lip gloss, and new skivvies! Seriously, hit up Aerie. It's a good time. (Was this too much information? Sorry...)
-I got so excited about my new stuff that I ran to Kat's room to show her...we ended up just chilling out together for a couple of hours. She commented that it was just like old times.
Friday
-Did pretty much nothing. Then I cleaned for a while.
Saturday
-World Lit I exam. It was actually much easier than I thought it would be. Hallelujah!
-I got two bags of sour gummie bears because the cashier girl in the school food court wasn't trying to gyp me like everybody else.
-I got free Panera. Including a cinnamon crunch bagel and some kind of chocolate praline cake.
-Mike the Almighty Director played my demo reel in Voice and Diction class as an example of a good one. Also, I have A's on all of my assignments for that class.
-I found out that not only am I presenting the underclassmen awards at the theater banquet, I'm making them. I immediately texted Kat that THERE WAZ A CRAFTING EMERGENCY.
-I called my mom to tell her that I would have to miss Lindsay's senior banquet because it's the same time as the theater banquet, and we ended up chatting for an hour. Let me tell you, that's not something that I ever thought would happen when I was a kid.
-Kat (after finishing an exam) saved my life and took me to Michaels, where I bought crafting supplies to make awards.
-Because of the humidity, the paint won't dry, so I resorted to sewing my dress and stopping to add a new coat of paint every two hours.
-My machine needle broke. I went to bed.
RIGHT NOW!
-I am sitting at work, wishing I was working on projects that need to be finished. I don't think I can make it to church...eighteen or so awards need to be completed!! And my dress too!
-I have to finish the awards.
-I have to finish my dress.
-Lindsay's last chorus performance is at 3:30.
-The banquet is at 6pm.
TOMORROW
-I have to write six essays for my History of Theater exam.
-I have to work on the Death of a Salesman protocol (which is going to kill me).
-I have to pack.
TUESDAY
-Marriage and the Christian Home exam.
-Packing.
-DOAS protocol.
WEDNESDAY
-Script Analysis final meeting
-Finish packing.
THURSDAY
-Physics exam (at $*&#@ 8am!!!!)
-Move most of the way home
-Unpack.
FRIDAY
-Finish moving out
-Start packing for Disney
SATURDAY
-Star Trek and possibly Ren Fest...this is most likely the last big friend outing I'll have before I leave!
SUNDAY
-Um...something is happening. I just can't remember what it is. It's definitely my last Sunday before I leave for Disney.
OTHER THINGS TO DO IN THE WEEK BEFORE I LEAVE:
-Go to two different bridal shops to look for my gown and the girls' dresses.
-Get my license.
-Get my hair cut and redye it.
-Go to two doctor appointments.
-Spend as much time with P as possible.
-Deal with my dad's side of the family coming in for Lindsay's graduation.
-Go to Lindsay's graduation and get mentally prepared for her 18th birthday.
-And, oh yeah, move to Orlando for the Disney College Program.
Yeah. So that's why my updates are few and far between, and probably will be until I'm settled in Orlando. I'm glad I'm doing it and I'm grateful to get in, but seriously. I am going to die from exhaustion. "Caitlin was near death, but the doctor was able to help." (That's an Oregon Trail joke.) So did I miss anything?
Oh, yeah.
I AM GENERAL CARWRIGHT IN GUYS AND DOLLS AND MIRIAM IN BEAU JEST!!! TWO PARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am thrilled to little bits and pieces. Sure, it's not Adelaide, but what am I going to do? Throw hissy fits because I didn't get the exact part I wanted? I went a whole year without being in a mainstage production. Now I'm in three in one semester (I'm also still playing Missy in the pig show). It's going to be awesome. I'll blog more about that later, but for right now, yeah.
Now it's time to paint some spoons.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Audition Purgatory: Day #10
So things were going pretty well, just kind of dull. And full of work for exams. Life just going on.
And then we got an email today saying the cast list will be posted by 5pm.
I know, I know. You probably figure I'm excited, right?
Not really.
I kind of want to stay in my purgatory, this limbo of not knowing. Weird, isn't it? But there's a part of me that just really doesn't want to know.
I don't think I'm getting a part. I think I'm going to be a chorus member in Guys and Dolls, and that's if I'm lucky. I just don't have a good feeling about these results. Besides, I would rather resign myself to nothing and be pleasantly surprised later than to get my hopes way too high and be crushed later on.
I just don't think I'm going to get anything. Chalk it up as a victim of theater-department politics. Sure, i would dearly love to Adelaide, or Miriam, or even General Cartwright, at this point, but I don't think I'm getting anything.
The cast list is coming out at 5pm today, so I'll post later. And in the meantime, I'm going to celebrate that this is the last time I have to sit next to the girl who smells funny in World Lit I or the hacky-sack team of frat boys in Marriage and the Christian Home!
And then we got an email today saying the cast list will be posted by 5pm.
I know, I know. You probably figure I'm excited, right?
Not really.
I kind of want to stay in my purgatory, this limbo of not knowing. Weird, isn't it? But there's a part of me that just really doesn't want to know.
I don't think I'm getting a part. I think I'm going to be a chorus member in Guys and Dolls, and that's if I'm lucky. I just don't have a good feeling about these results. Besides, I would rather resign myself to nothing and be pleasantly surprised later than to get my hopes way too high and be crushed later on.
I just don't think I'm going to get anything. Chalk it up as a victim of theater-department politics. Sure, i would dearly love to Adelaide, or Miriam, or even General Cartwright, at this point, but I don't think I'm getting anything.
The cast list is coming out at 5pm today, so I'll post later. And in the meantime, I'm going to celebrate that this is the last time I have to sit next to the girl who smells funny in World Lit I or the hacky-sack team of frat boys in Marriage and the Christian Home!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Musical Monday #14: Movie Music (and Audition Purgatory: Day #8)
My parents were super super super strict when I was a kid, so I didn't see The Little Mermaid until I was fifteen (although I promptly became obsessed). But there's one part of the movie that ALWAYS gives me chills...the last part of the reprise of "Part of Your World" with the waves crashing on the rocks. So here it is!
In other news, still nothing on the cast list. We've been told the list will be posted by Thursday or Friday...but really, this suffering has gone on long enough!
In other news, still nothing on the cast list. We've been told the list will be posted by Thursday or Friday...but really, this suffering has gone on long enough!
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Audition Purgatory: Day #7 (but no #6!)
This is the last time I talk about callbacks, I swear!
Callbacks for Beau Jest were on Friday night. My little sister was in her last high school show, a one-act called Check Please, at 6pm. Callbacks were at 6:30. Luckily, I just had to run through a parking lot to get there on time, so I was able to do both.
Deb is directing Beau Jest, which means one thing when she does callbacks: improv! We did scene add-ons, which was fun, and then some partner improv scenes. The best one was Matthew and Ashley. Their setup was that they were father and daughter, and she had scratched his car. It was hilarious, but the best line was Matthew shouting "No more xylophone lessons for you!" I did an improv scene with Ashley, but I wasn't that funny.
The readings went pretty well. I did all right, but I wasn't stellar. I honestly don't know how this is going to work out. Pretty much everyone who was called back for Beau Jest was called back for Guys and Dolls, too, so it's probably going to come down to scheduling. Especially since I found out that rehearsals for Beau Jest start on August 10...while I'm still in Disney. That, combined with the fact that I think Deb really wants Ashley to play Sarah, might put me in Guys and Dolls instead. But who knows? They might just have me come in a week late for rehearsals.
I don't know. And I won't know until Thursday or Friday. Gah. Now it's time to talk about other things.
The second callbacks for Guys and Dolls were over, my allergies hit full-force. Not even kidding. It's so bad I can't even wear my contacts. And for some reason, I've been getting cricks in my neck every night too. This is not a fun time.
And then last night was the middle school Girls Night Out at church. I helped out and orchestrated one of the games: dress-up improve. I brought in almost all of the costumes I own... about thirty or so!! It was a great time. But I'm so tired. So, so, so tired. Makes me feel old.
So yeah. Now it's exams week. Then, once exams are over, I move back home. Then, a week and a half later, I move to Orlando.
When will I get a break?! Probably never!
Callbacks for Beau Jest were on Friday night. My little sister was in her last high school show, a one-act called Check Please, at 6pm. Callbacks were at 6:30. Luckily, I just had to run through a parking lot to get there on time, so I was able to do both.
Deb is directing Beau Jest, which means one thing when she does callbacks: improv! We did scene add-ons, which was fun, and then some partner improv scenes. The best one was Matthew and Ashley. Their setup was that they were father and daughter, and she had scratched his car. It was hilarious, but the best line was Matthew shouting "No more xylophone lessons for you!" I did an improv scene with Ashley, but I wasn't that funny.
The readings went pretty well. I did all right, but I wasn't stellar. I honestly don't know how this is going to work out. Pretty much everyone who was called back for Beau Jest was called back for Guys and Dolls, too, so it's probably going to come down to scheduling. Especially since I found out that rehearsals for Beau Jest start on August 10...while I'm still in Disney. That, combined with the fact that I think Deb really wants Ashley to play Sarah, might put me in Guys and Dolls instead. But who knows? They might just have me come in a week late for rehearsals.
I don't know. And I won't know until Thursday or Friday. Gah. Now it's time to talk about other things.
The second callbacks for Guys and Dolls were over, my allergies hit full-force. Not even kidding. It's so bad I can't even wear my contacts. And for some reason, I've been getting cricks in my neck every night too. This is not a fun time.
And then last night was the middle school Girls Night Out at church. I helped out and orchestrated one of the games: dress-up improve. I brought in almost all of the costumes I own... about thirty or so!! It was a great time. But I'm so tired. So, so, so tired. Makes me feel old.
So yeah. Now it's exams week. Then, once exams are over, I move back home. Then, a week and a half later, I move to Orlando.
When will I get a break?! Probably never!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Audition Purgatory: Day #3 Part II: A saga of much emotion
So sometime after 9am, the callbacks list came out. Courtney told me.
I was called back for General Cartwright in Guys and Dolls and Miriam in Beau Jest.
Not Adelaide.
I was devastated.
I sat down and stared blankly at my phone (I've been using the internetz on my phone...sorry, Mum...) and just dry-heaved for a while. Not only was I not called back for Adelaide, but the three girls who were have all had lots of leads here- I mean, seriously. Between the three of them, ten or so leads. And then there's me: the theater major, the scholarship student, the belter. Am I called back? No.
But you see, this is where my resolve formed. It's my last semester, right? My last round of auditions. I'm never going to audition for these people again. And my mother always taught me that it never hurts to ask.
So I tied my wet hair in a ponytail, grabbed up my keys, and marched over to Mike's office.
My resolve faltered for a while, because I ran into Lucas. He's a good friend, and a sweet guy, and when he asked me what was wrong, the waterworks started up. And then they started up again when Deb came in, and I got a little hysterical, and she was like, "Seriously, go talk to Mike. I called you back for Beau Jest." (She didn't say it like that, but you get the picture.)
So I walked the walk of the damned...I mean, down the hallway...to Mike's office. And his wife and his youngest son were there. I actually felt better having them there, because I felt like Mike would be a ton less likely to give me bullcrap with Mindy in the room. And right then and there I told him, "Please give me a callback. Please give me a chance. I can play this part."
And he said, "Take this pen and write your name on the page. You have a callback for Adelaide."
It took everything in me not to scream and dance for joy. Seriously. You have no idea how amazed and grateful and joyful I am right now. This is my chance.
Mike told me that I wasn't initially called back because he saw me as a perfect General Cartwright. Which translates as "that character fit the box he put me in, and he had pretty much already cast me." And while it's great to get cast at all, I know I can play Adelaide. I can sing all of her songs. I can do her voice. I understand her character. I can belt up to an E, for heaven's sake. And he doesn't know that.
Mike told me flat out, "You're fighting an uphill battle." Which translates as "you're probably not going to get the part." And if, at the end of the day, I am cast as General Cartwright in Guys and Dolls and Miriam in Beau Jest, so be it. It'll be fantastic. I'll work hard and I'll do a great job. Because screw it, I'm talented. I can play those parts.
But I have a chance, a slim fighting chance, to play a part that I was born for. I CAN PLAY THIS PART. I can bring something new to the table. I mean, the Lipscomb audiences have seen Shannon, they've seen Ashley, they've seen Courtney. They're nothing new. Sure, they're great, for the most part, but no one has seen me. No one has truly seen what I can do. For all that's holy, Mike has never seen what I really, truly can do. He put me in this box without knowing what I'm capable of. And besides, these girls have gotten their times to shine. And for Shannon and Courtney, they'll have more time. For me, this is my final opportunity to show everyone, once and for all, that dammit, I am a good actress.
So on Thursday night, at seven o'clock, I am going to saunter into the theater like I own the place. I am going to be completely prepared for whatever scene or song Mike asks me to perform. I will be confident and brassy and saucy and spunky. And I will do my absolute best.
And who knows? Maybe I'll be Adelaide. Maybe I'll be Miriam. Maybe I'll be General Cartwright. Maybe I'll be Adelaide's understudy.
All I want is a chance. And I don't care if it's an uphill battle for a .00001% chance that I'll get the part. It's still a chance, right?
I was called back for General Cartwright in Guys and Dolls and Miriam in Beau Jest.
Not Adelaide.
I was devastated.
I sat down and stared blankly at my phone (I've been using the internetz on my phone...sorry, Mum...) and just dry-heaved for a while. Not only was I not called back for Adelaide, but the three girls who were have all had lots of leads here- I mean, seriously. Between the three of them, ten or so leads. And then there's me: the theater major, the scholarship student, the belter. Am I called back? No.
But you see, this is where my resolve formed. It's my last semester, right? My last round of auditions. I'm never going to audition for these people again. And my mother always taught me that it never hurts to ask.
So I tied my wet hair in a ponytail, grabbed up my keys, and marched over to Mike's office.
My resolve faltered for a while, because I ran into Lucas. He's a good friend, and a sweet guy, and when he asked me what was wrong, the waterworks started up. And then they started up again when Deb came in, and I got a little hysterical, and she was like, "Seriously, go talk to Mike. I called you back for Beau Jest." (She didn't say it like that, but you get the picture.)
So I walked the walk of the damned...I mean, down the hallway...to Mike's office. And his wife and his youngest son were there. I actually felt better having them there, because I felt like Mike would be a ton less likely to give me bullcrap with Mindy in the room. And right then and there I told him, "Please give me a callback. Please give me a chance. I can play this part."
And he said, "Take this pen and write your name on the page. You have a callback for Adelaide."
It took everything in me not to scream and dance for joy. Seriously. You have no idea how amazed and grateful and joyful I am right now. This is my chance.
Mike told me that I wasn't initially called back because he saw me as a perfect General Cartwright. Which translates as "that character fit the box he put me in, and he had pretty much already cast me." And while it's great to get cast at all, I know I can play Adelaide. I can sing all of her songs. I can do her voice. I understand her character. I can belt up to an E, for heaven's sake. And he doesn't know that.
Mike told me flat out, "You're fighting an uphill battle." Which translates as "you're probably not going to get the part." And if, at the end of the day, I am cast as General Cartwright in Guys and Dolls and Miriam in Beau Jest, so be it. It'll be fantastic. I'll work hard and I'll do a great job. Because screw it, I'm talented. I can play those parts.
But I have a chance, a slim fighting chance, to play a part that I was born for. I CAN PLAY THIS PART. I can bring something new to the table. I mean, the Lipscomb audiences have seen Shannon, they've seen Ashley, they've seen Courtney. They're nothing new. Sure, they're great, for the most part, but no one has seen me. No one has truly seen what I can do. For all that's holy, Mike has never seen what I really, truly can do. He put me in this box without knowing what I'm capable of. And besides, these girls have gotten their times to shine. And for Shannon and Courtney, they'll have more time. For me, this is my final opportunity to show everyone, once and for all, that dammit, I am a good actress.
So on Thursday night, at seven o'clock, I am going to saunter into the theater like I own the place. I am going to be completely prepared for whatever scene or song Mike asks me to perform. I will be confident and brassy and saucy and spunky. And I will do my absolute best.
And who knows? Maybe I'll be Adelaide. Maybe I'll be Miriam. Maybe I'll be General Cartwright. Maybe I'll be Adelaide's understudy.
All I want is a chance. And I don't care if it's an uphill battle for a .00001% chance that I'll get the part. It's still a chance, right?
Audition Purgatory: Day #3
That's right. Day #3. We skipped day #2 and went right to day #2. Why? Because the callbacks list STILL HAS NOT BEEN POSTED.
It makes sense that it wasn't posted the night of callbacks. They did run awful late. I could understand them not posting the list yesterday morning; it might have been too early. But when 11pm rolled around, and still NOTHING, I got a little peeved.
Well, more just stressed out. But still. EmoooooOOOOooootions!
I am expecting the callbacks list to come out either between 8-10 am or 5pm today. The first guess because that's when Mike's office hours are, and the second because that's when classes are officially over for the day. They just HAVE TO COME OUT TODAY.
Why am I so vehement, you ask? Am I just whining because I want to know what I was called back for, and if I was called back?
(Well, yeah.)
But it's also because the callbacks for Beau Jest are TOMORROW! Yeah, that's right. Tomorrow. A group of people are showing up for a callback audition tomorrow, and no one knows who they are.
I have a strong suspicion that it's because not enough people tried out. Don't get me wrong, there were about thirty or forty people, but you have to take into consideration that:
#1: Mike the Almighty Director does not want to doublecast the two shows.
#2: There are only four female leads and about a dozen male leads between the two shows. I don't think there were enough guys who auditioned who can fit into the parts...and that's without casting anyone in the chorus.
#3: A lot of people just want to be in the chorus of Guys and Dolls. They don't want to be a lead, and they definitely don't want to be in a straight play. (I know, I know. "As opposed to a gay play, lawlz." It just means it doesn't have music. Moving on...)
Becca thinks Shannon will get the part of Adelaide. If that happens, I am going to speak out. Shannon is a nice girl and very talented, but she just played Corie in Barefoot, and she was dance captain for Joseph, and she played Lina Lamont in Singing in the Rain at ACU. She is also the only student in the department who came from ACU with Mike, and she's really good friends with Mike and his family, and so if he casts her in yet another lead, that is FAVORITISM, my friends.
But at the same time, I heard she started being a diva during Barefoot, and MTAD noticed, so maybe that means she won't be cast as Adelaide.
I also heard that MTAD was planning on casting Sarah King as Sarah Brown, which I was actually guessing myself, because she's gorgeous, an amazing singer, and the sweetest girl ever, but she's going to be in Vienna. See what I mean about knowing what actors were actually going to audition?
So yeah. Angst reigns right now.
It makes sense that it wasn't posted the night of callbacks. They did run awful late. I could understand them not posting the list yesterday morning; it might have been too early. But when 11pm rolled around, and still NOTHING, I got a little peeved.
Well, more just stressed out. But still. EmoooooOOOOooootions!
I am expecting the callbacks list to come out either between 8-10 am or 5pm today. The first guess because that's when Mike's office hours are, and the second because that's when classes are officially over for the day. They just HAVE TO COME OUT TODAY.
Why am I so vehement, you ask? Am I just whining because I want to know what I was called back for, and if I was called back?
(Well, yeah.)
But it's also because the callbacks for Beau Jest are TOMORROW! Yeah, that's right. Tomorrow. A group of people are showing up for a callback audition tomorrow, and no one knows who they are.
I have a strong suspicion that it's because not enough people tried out. Don't get me wrong, there were about thirty or forty people, but you have to take into consideration that:
#1: Mike the Almighty Director does not want to doublecast the two shows.
#2: There are only four female leads and about a dozen male leads between the two shows. I don't think there were enough guys who auditioned who can fit into the parts...and that's without casting anyone in the chorus.
#3: A lot of people just want to be in the chorus of Guys and Dolls. They don't want to be a lead, and they definitely don't want to be in a straight play. (I know, I know. "As opposed to a gay play, lawlz." It just means it doesn't have music. Moving on...)
Becca thinks Shannon will get the part of Adelaide. If that happens, I am going to speak out. Shannon is a nice girl and very talented, but she just played Corie in Barefoot, and she was dance captain for Joseph, and she played Lina Lamont in Singing in the Rain at ACU. She is also the only student in the department who came from ACU with Mike, and she's really good friends with Mike and his family, and so if he casts her in yet another lead, that is FAVORITISM, my friends.
But at the same time, I heard she started being a diva during Barefoot, and MTAD noticed, so maybe that means she won't be cast as Adelaide.
I also heard that MTAD was planning on casting Sarah King as Sarah Brown, which I was actually guessing myself, because she's gorgeous, an amazing singer, and the sweetest girl ever, but she's going to be in Vienna. See what I mean about knowing what actors were actually going to audition?
So yeah. Angst reigns right now.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Audition Purgatory: Day #1, Part II
So I had my general audition about three and a half hours ago.
Now it's time to freak out, because it's out of my hands.
I had a rockin' new outfit, a snazzy headshot, and a full resume, plus I had both of my pieces memorized. I strolled in, beamed at Mike, Deb, and the mysterious new music director, and said, "Hi, I'm Caitlin. What do you want me to do first?"
Initial mistake. I should have just launched into a piece. But no. Mike the Almighty Director just blinked and said, "Uh, whatever piece you have the most prepared." So I burst into singing my sixteen bars.
Second mistake. I should have introduced that before bursting into song like this was High School Musical. I realized that while I was singing, so the second I stopped I said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I should've introduced that. That was 'I Can't Say No," from Oklahoma!".
They laughed and said they figured as much, then MTAD nodded at me to continue. So I said, in a shy little baby voice, "Um, my monologue is from 'Summer in the City,' by Barbara Kahn."
Luckily, I've been practicing my monologue for the past several weeks and I can do it in my sleep, so I think I did all right. Except no one laughed during it. MTAD kind of chuckled at the end and said thanks, and I left.
Then as I was leaving, Deb said, "On your audition form, it says you're willing to dye your hair. What color?"
And I just kind of shrugged and smiled sweetly and said, "Whatever is needed."
Last mistake.
I SHOULD HAVE SAID BLONDE.
REALLY, I SHOULD HAVE.
I SHOULD HAVE SAID, "WHY YES, AS ADELAIDE IS TRADITIONALLY A BLONDE, I AM WILLING TO DYE MY HAIR WHATEVER SHADE OF BLONDE YOU SO DESIRE. JUST PLEASE CAST ME AS ADELAIDE. I AM DESPERATE."
Okay, so maybe it's okay that I left it vague rather than spewing my emotional guts all over the stage. But still.
Now I'm just praying for a callback. Hopefully MTAD will send out the email soon. And when I mean "hopefully soon," that translates into "within the next hour."
I mean, auditions ended precisely ninteen minutes ago. How long should it take them to assemble a list of people to call back and send it over the internetz?
In my world, callbacks would be out by now.
Then again, in my world, I would have the paaart....
(By the way, I just want to share my marvelous headshot with you. I look so intense!!)
(By the way again, that headshot was difficult to procure. We went to Walgreens, Wolf Camera [which is now closed, by the way], CVS [well, Shannon went to CVS], and finally Kinko's before we could print them. Then, when we printed them, it broke on Erin's and we had to get a clerk to fix it. But not only did they get printed, I made it in time for my 3pm voice lesson! Tada!!)
Now it's time to freak out, because it's out of my hands.
I had a rockin' new outfit, a snazzy headshot, and a full resume, plus I had both of my pieces memorized. I strolled in, beamed at Mike, Deb, and the mysterious new music director, and said, "Hi, I'm Caitlin. What do you want me to do first?"
Initial mistake. I should have just launched into a piece. But no. Mike the Almighty Director just blinked and said, "Uh, whatever piece you have the most prepared." So I burst into singing my sixteen bars.
Second mistake. I should have introduced that before bursting into song like this was High School Musical. I realized that while I was singing, so the second I stopped I said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I should've introduced that. That was 'I Can't Say No," from Oklahoma!".
They laughed and said they figured as much, then MTAD nodded at me to continue. So I said, in a shy little baby voice, "Um, my monologue is from 'Summer in the City,' by Barbara Kahn."
Luckily, I've been practicing my monologue for the past several weeks and I can do it in my sleep, so I think I did all right. Except no one laughed during it. MTAD kind of chuckled at the end and said thanks, and I left.
Then as I was leaving, Deb said, "On your audition form, it says you're willing to dye your hair. What color?"
And I just kind of shrugged and smiled sweetly and said, "Whatever is needed."
Last mistake.
I SHOULD HAVE SAID BLONDE.
REALLY, I SHOULD HAVE.
I SHOULD HAVE SAID, "WHY YES, AS ADELAIDE IS TRADITIONALLY A BLONDE, I AM WILLING TO DYE MY HAIR WHATEVER SHADE OF BLONDE YOU SO DESIRE. JUST PLEASE CAST ME AS ADELAIDE. I AM DESPERATE."
Okay, so maybe it's okay that I left it vague rather than spewing my emotional guts all over the stage. But still.
Now I'm just praying for a callback. Hopefully MTAD will send out the email soon. And when I mean "hopefully soon," that translates into "within the next hour."
I mean, auditions ended precisely ninteen minutes ago. How long should it take them to assemble a list of people to call back and send it over the internetz?
In my world, callbacks would be out by now.
Then again, in my world, I would have the paaart....
(By the way, I just want to share my marvelous headshot with you. I look so intense!!)
(By the way again, that headshot was difficult to procure. We went to Walgreens, Wolf Camera [which is now closed, by the way], CVS [well, Shannon went to CVS], and finally Kinko's before we could print them. Then, when we printed them, it broke on Erin's and we had to get a clerk to fix it. But not only did they get printed, I made it in time for my 3pm voice lesson! Tada!!)
Muffin Topple Monday #3 (and Audition Purgatory Day #1!)
So last week was awesome. Not even kidding. Lost five pounds, lost some inches...it was epic.
This week?
Nothin'.
That's right.
Nothin'.
At the same time, I'm okay with that. I would rather not lose anything than gain something. I am the first to admit that I was not as dedicated this week as I was last week. I skipped two days of Jillian (I hope she doesn't track me down and kick me in the face) and I ate bread. A lot of bread.
I was bemoaning this to Kat over sushi on Friday night when she very sweetly pointed out, "But it's show week." And I snapped my fingers and rejoiced, for yea and verily, the first commandment of theater (at least for me) is "Do not think about anything except thine show, for thine show is thy passion and thy greatest concern." Which, when translated, means "Just make sure you're eating, all right? It doesn't matter what it is."
I had four performances of the Three Little Pigs show this past week, and even though it's just a 30-minute pop culture retelling of the fable, it's still enough to keep me from thinking about anything else.
And anyways, I'm probably not going to eat all week. You see, today begins what I not-so-affectionately call "audition purgatory." Here's how it works:
Tonight at 6:50- General auditions. A one-minute monologue (from Summer in the City by Barbara Kaufman) and 16 bars of a song ("I Can't Say No" from Oklahoma!), plus a headshot and resume.
Sometime tonight or tomorrow: The callbacks lists are posted.
Wednesday: Madcap preparations for aforementioned callbacks
Thursday at 7pm: Callbacks for Beau Jest. These will be cold readings from various scenes. Luckily, I bought the script a couple of weeks ago, so I'm familiar with it in case I get called back.
Friday at 7pm: Callbacks for Guys and Dolls. First it's individual singing and acting callbacks for particular characters, then a general dance call.
Friday night, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, etc...: At some point the cast list will be posted!
You see what I mean about purgatory? Yeah. It's crazy. And not the good kind of "woohoo, let's have fun!" crazy. This is the bad, "I'm so anxious I can barely function" kind of crazy.
I always set myself up for disappointment with auditioning. My hopes always soar so high...and invariably I am crushed. It's been a year since I've auditioned and gotten a part that I wanted...and even then, it was my second-choice part. This time around I really, really, really want to play Adelaide in Guys and Dolls. All I can do is do my best and pray fervently that I'm the kind of Adelaide that Mike is looking for.
And if not, I'm going to be a hot mess for a while.
Actually, I'll be a hot mess until the cast list is posted. Then I will either be screaming, wailing, and mad dancing for joy, or locking myself in my room for hours on end with the lights off, weeping copiously while eating Cherry Garcia and consoling myself with the idea that "I did my best, I diiiiiid my beeeeest." (That's for all the Dane Cook fans out there.)
What was I talking about?
Oh, yeah, Muffin Topple.
Here's my stats at the moment.
Weight
Heaviest: 161
Starting: 150 (I had it written down wrong last week...it really was 150)
Current: 145
Muffin Topple weight lost: 5 pounds
Total weight lost: 16 pounds
BMI
Heaviest: 31.4
Starting: 29.3
Current: 28.3
Muffin Topple points lost: 1
Total points lost: 3.1
Inches Lost (from bust, waist, hips, upper arm, and thigh total):
Starting: 17"
Current: 20.25"
Total inches lost: 3.25"
My next goals are:
140 pounds
23" lost
27 BMI
Stay tuned for more audition whining...if you can!
This week?
Nothin'.
That's right.
Nothin'.
At the same time, I'm okay with that. I would rather not lose anything than gain something. I am the first to admit that I was not as dedicated this week as I was last week. I skipped two days of Jillian (I hope she doesn't track me down and kick me in the face) and I ate bread. A lot of bread.
I was bemoaning this to Kat over sushi on Friday night when she very sweetly pointed out, "But it's show week." And I snapped my fingers and rejoiced, for yea and verily, the first commandment of theater (at least for me) is "Do not think about anything except thine show, for thine show is thy passion and thy greatest concern." Which, when translated, means "Just make sure you're eating, all right? It doesn't matter what it is."
I had four performances of the Three Little Pigs show this past week, and even though it's just a 30-minute pop culture retelling of the fable, it's still enough to keep me from thinking about anything else.
And anyways, I'm probably not going to eat all week. You see, today begins what I not-so-affectionately call "audition purgatory." Here's how it works:
Tonight at 6:50- General auditions. A one-minute monologue (from Summer in the City by Barbara Kaufman) and 16 bars of a song ("I Can't Say No" from Oklahoma!), plus a headshot and resume.
Sometime tonight or tomorrow: The callbacks lists are posted.
Wednesday: Madcap preparations for aforementioned callbacks
Thursday at 7pm: Callbacks for Beau Jest. These will be cold readings from various scenes. Luckily, I bought the script a couple of weeks ago, so I'm familiar with it in case I get called back.
Friday at 7pm: Callbacks for Guys and Dolls. First it's individual singing and acting callbacks for particular characters, then a general dance call.
Friday night, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, etc...: At some point the cast list will be posted!
You see what I mean about purgatory? Yeah. It's crazy. And not the good kind of "woohoo, let's have fun!" crazy. This is the bad, "I'm so anxious I can barely function" kind of crazy.
I always set myself up for disappointment with auditioning. My hopes always soar so high...and invariably I am crushed. It's been a year since I've auditioned and gotten a part that I wanted...and even then, it was my second-choice part. This time around I really, really, really want to play Adelaide in Guys and Dolls. All I can do is do my best and pray fervently that I'm the kind of Adelaide that Mike is looking for.
And if not, I'm going to be a hot mess for a while.
Actually, I'll be a hot mess until the cast list is posted. Then I will either be screaming, wailing, and mad dancing for joy, or locking myself in my room for hours on end with the lights off, weeping copiously while eating Cherry Garcia and consoling myself with the idea that "I did my best, I diiiiiid my beeeeest." (That's for all the Dane Cook fans out there.)
What was I talking about?
Oh, yeah, Muffin Topple.
Here's my stats at the moment.
Weight
Heaviest: 161
Starting: 150 (I had it written down wrong last week...it really was 150)
Current: 145
Muffin Topple weight lost: 5 pounds
Total weight lost: 16 pounds
BMI
Heaviest: 31.4
Starting: 29.3
Current: 28.3
Muffin Topple points lost: 1
Total points lost: 3.1
Inches Lost (from bust, waist, hips, upper arm, and thigh total):
Starting: 17"
Current: 20.25"
Total inches lost: 3.25"
My next goals are:
140 pounds
23" lost
27 BMI
Stay tuned for more audition whining...if you can!
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