Fates up above, I am so exhausted it is ridiculous!
Two exams down today…one more to go.
It has been “one of those days”. Liek woah.
Last night I just about had a panic attack when I started thinking about everything that I had to accomplish over the upcoming 48 hours. I was exceptionally jittery all day today and my stomach was completely twisted this way and that into knots. Mostly over exams…but also, I’ll admit, in part to the current soap opera of my life.
The day was completed when I received an email from Brent.
I will admit – I was bracing myself for the worst. I figured it would be an email of expletives, cursing me for what I’d done and such. Waldron kept warning me over and over again that eventually I would get the thrashing of his anger, and now it was just a matter of bracing myself for it and trying to make my heart as hard as possible…
…but, most gratefully, it turned out that this wasn’t the case at all.
He had a ‘tone’ to the email. A tone that I knew too well as being ‘director-Brent’ or ‘teacher-Brent’. (Which was certainly a heck of alot better than ‘angry-Brent’ because I just don’t know if I could have dealt with that today.) He actually sounded alot like Ames in his email…which brought a nostalgic smile to my face. He was basically telling me, more or less, that I needed to suck it up and audition for ‘Veronica’s Room’ and leave my personal feelings at the door. This startled me at first because I had no idea how he’d come to hear of my even auditioning for the show, much less my own reservations on it…but then I figured someone at the ‘Frog & Toad’ cast party must have got to talking.
Besides, he knows me really well. I’ll give him that, certainly. He’s clever enough to know my thoughts when dealing with this type of a situation.
I emailed him back to let him know that I did plan on auditioning…but that my concern of hurting him was still going to be a factor, no matter how much he told me to put it all aside. Simple as that. He knows me enough to know that at least. He can lecture me on hardening myself all day to such matters…but when it comes to him, I haven’t quite managed to build that shield around my heart just yet.
Well, anyway…after I emailed him back and got some things cleared ( I hope ), I went back to the theatre to rehearse for tomorrow’s showcase with Dan. That was actually alot of fun and helped to calm me down somewhat. We are doing our scene from “Measure for Measure” tomorrow at the Showcase. It’s not quite as…well, sexually-explicit…as I’d originally pictured it. But I like it. I think Alan hit it spot-on when he described Angelo as being Beckett from “Pirates of the Caribbean”. Very simple…very quiet…and very in control. Dan has adapted his character to that well – and now it’s just a matter of me playing off him. I’m pretty excited about it tomorrow.
OOoohh, you know, I think I will video-tape it! That should be fun.
After rehearsals, it was that dreaded moment I’d been waiting for – auditions! I picked up John Cardy (since he requested a ride) and we headed out to MTG. There was actually a very small turn-out there. I’d hoped to see Mark Nager or Chris there, but it seems they were absent. Sad days. I think there were something like 3 girls, 3 boys, 2 women & 1 man. And Mike said there were another 3 to be coming as well later on in the week.
I felt overall pretty good about auditions. Certainly it wasn’t the best cold reading I’ve ever given, but considering everything else I had going through my mind, I didn’t feel too shabby about it. I read alongside of John Cardy as the Young Man.
Heh.
Mike said he would likely be calling people on Monday. I dunno, I guess we will see what happens then. Should be interesting, if nothing else.
Hah, I already decided that Brent & I should play the young man & girl…and Jacob & Traci should play the old man & woman. It would be one of the most amazingly awkward plays…ever!
After the auditions were over, we went a few blocks down to the Department Christmas Party. That was fun! Whitney & I sat out on the back porch with Alan and talked about everything & nothing. It was nice.
And at one point, Whitney looked over at me and said “You know…*this* is why I don’t want to leave.”
I just sighed and forced a smirk and whispered, “I know.”









