Oh man, did j’y’alls know I had a web blog? Because, I, apparently did not.
So to recount the past three months in a nutshell: my computer croaked, and with it, took all record of what was probably three of the most significant months of my life. Effing heck.
Alas, that’s how it goes, I suppose. I did get wicked pictures, that might help.
So, the long and short of it:
-went on tour September and October (Black October): San Diego, Long Beach, Charleston, Morgantown, State College, LeHigh, Philadelphia, Purchase, St. Louis…
-came back for three days, and then went to South Korea for 10 days… performed, learned some crazy fun new flys, did a LOT of shopping, and got sick of Korean food…
-had a break. But, it wasn’t really a break, because darn near every moment of every day spent running errands to catch up with life, moving into the new apartment, or doing wedding planning stuff. It’s all fun, but it’s been kind of daunting.
-now I am back in LA, in rehearsals, and doing some small shows in the rehearsal space. I leave again for Seattle on Monday, after I get to go to a pretty kick-ass party and perform for the elite in a mansion… oh man… so excited…
Last night and today, I have been ridiculously productive. Like, my normal prodictvity is about a little above the average person, and recently, it’s doubled. I made (like art-and-crafted) about half of my thank you cards, wrote the whole program, did the dishes (this was a BIG deal… I’m too embarrassed to admit why,) unpacked from the past three months, and organized everything. In that last category is included about a million small tasks like paying bills, and buying gifts.
Maybe this is why I don’t update. I’m not really saying much at all of interest.
Erin was here for a couple of days. We had a pretty rockin’ good time, too. We saw three movies, and not-shopped a lot – also known as “window shopping,” though we actually went into the stores.
The movies: Jarhead is maybe the only movie I’ve ever seen that I liked better than the book upon which it was based. Brokeback Mountain was good, too, but not as good as I wanted it to be. Bubbleboy, which we rented, was just too lame to acknowledge.
I am getting sick, which makes me angry because I want to be well, dammit. For a number of reasons, least of all vanity for my shows, most of all capability ro perform in said shows, and be healthy by my wedding.
Crap! 15 days!! I am so overwhelmed, I think I’m supposed to be more giggly excited and less stressed excited, but excitement is excitement, and excited I truly am.
What the heck am I going to do with myself once I don’t have a billion little and big deadlines to meet, and things to take care of, and plan for, and stress about, all on a daily basis?
Maybe my hair will grow back or something. (Note: this is a joke, and I bet my mom was concerned for just a second until she got to the disclaimer.)