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morrigirlIt's 4:30 AM and I can't sleep. I'm still too hyped up from the kiss.
Yes, tonight we finally rehearsed and blocked the Al's Girl scene. Liz is in Chicago so our assistant director Amber walked us through everything. Neither Dave nor I had ever done an onstage kiss before so we were kinda nervous the first few times we ran it. Luckily there were only 5 people watching tonight Amber, Jackie, Heather, and Jason.
Amber set out some really fabulous blocking for us. I don't wanna give anything away, but Dave may just steal the show because of it, tee hee :)
But it was so weird. The kiss, I mean. Stage kiss or not it's still the first kiss I've gotten since Kirk died. And I know stage kisses aren't supposed to count but I've always thought a kiss is a kiss whether you use your tongue or not. Let's face it, this is the closest I've come to action in quite a while. And after I got used to having an audience, it even became a bit satisfying. I think I may even be able to use my immense amount of sexual frustration to improve the scene. I mean, it's a cat and mouse scene, Al and his girl are flirting with the intention of eventually going to bed. Dave's a cute guy. I think I'll just imagine that I'm really trying to get with him.
I got to kiss Dave Sierpina tonight. Several times. And I liked it.
Besides that, Steffi arrived today. YAY!!! After rehearsal she, me, and T rented Traffic on DVD and watched it back at my place. None of us had seen it before. It was pretty good. More than anything it was just nice to have company; the company of people I know and feel comfortable with.
I've been so hung up on how other people see me recently. Maybe thats due in part to the massive amount of acting I'm doing this term. Because of it I have to be uber aware of myself. And because I'm so uber aware I've been making an ass of myself all week! Why is it that when you become intensely focused on your image it breaks your concentration and thus, your ability to create a desirable image for yourself?
For example: I oh so delicately tripped down some stairs yesterday while Ben Myers looked on in amusement. I conveniently put my foot in my mouth everytime I talk to Jason Cascio. Adam is no longer talking to me. And I'm convinced my entire acting class thinks I'm an idiot. In fact, I think everyone in ALL of my classes thinks I'm a moron because I've done a whole lot of participating this week and not once have I answered a question correctly, or said something that wasn't glossed over.
Oh, by the way, today we did the first showing of our Proof scenes in class. Yaritza dropped a line. I fumbled several of mine. And we went way slower then we should have. I'm sure everyone hated us...me. But everyone else was really good. They are all much better at blocking and determining movement, and feeling the rhythm of the scene, and implamenting an internal monologue. *sigh* I feel so...rough in that class.
Oh and I didn't tell you, I've gotten letters in the past two days. One from Heather in Peru, and one from Norm. Those made me very happy. That kinda goes without saying I guess.
Wow, lots of simple sentences in this entry. I wonder if my intellect is shrinking?
Yes, tonight we finally rehearsed and blocked the Al's Girl scene. Liz is in Chicago so our assistant director Amber walked us through everything. Neither Dave nor I had ever done an onstage kiss before so we were kinda nervous the first few times we ran it. Luckily there were only 5 people watching tonight Amber, Jackie, Heather, and Jason.
Amber set out some really fabulous blocking for us. I don't wanna give anything away, but Dave may just steal the show because of it, tee hee :)
But it was so weird. The kiss, I mean. Stage kiss or not it's still the first kiss I've gotten since Kirk died. And I know stage kisses aren't supposed to count but I've always thought a kiss is a kiss whether you use your tongue or not. Let's face it, this is the closest I've come to action in quite a while. And after I got used to having an audience, it even became a bit satisfying. I think I may even be able to use my immense amount of sexual frustration to improve the scene. I mean, it's a cat and mouse scene, Al and his girl are flirting with the intention of eventually going to bed. Dave's a cute guy. I think I'll just imagine that I'm really trying to get with him.
I got to kiss Dave Sierpina tonight. Several times. And I liked it.
Besides that, Steffi arrived today. YAY!!! After rehearsal she, me, and T rented Traffic on DVD and watched it back at my place. None of us had seen it before. It was pretty good. More than anything it was just nice to have company; the company of people I know and feel comfortable with.
I've been so hung up on how other people see me recently. Maybe thats due in part to the massive amount of acting I'm doing this term. Because of it I have to be uber aware of myself. And because I'm so uber aware I've been making an ass of myself all week! Why is it that when you become intensely focused on your image it breaks your concentration and thus, your ability to create a desirable image for yourself?
For example: I oh so delicately tripped down some stairs yesterday while Ben Myers looked on in amusement. I conveniently put my foot in my mouth everytime I talk to Jason Cascio. Adam is no longer talking to me. And I'm convinced my entire acting class thinks I'm an idiot. In fact, I think everyone in ALL of my classes thinks I'm a moron because I've done a whole lot of participating this week and not once have I answered a question correctly, or said something that wasn't glossed over.
Oh, by the way, today we did the first showing of our Proof scenes in class. Yaritza dropped a line. I fumbled several of mine. And we went way slower then we should have. I'm sure everyone hated us...me. But everyone else was really good. They are all much better at blocking and determining movement, and feeling the rhythm of the scene, and implamenting an internal monologue. *sigh* I feel so...rough in that class.
Oh and I didn't tell you, I've gotten letters in the past two days. One from Heather in Peru, and one from Norm. Those made me very happy. That kinda goes without saying I guess.
Wow, lots of simple sentences in this entry. I wonder if my intellect is shrinking?
