You don't know me, but you will (prying_pandora) wrote,
You don't know me, but you will
prying_pandora

stage IV. Treatable, not curable. Spread to bone and liver. I'm absolutely crushed for her. I took her up there to help her get her stuff. They played nice with her. Wouldn't even ACKNOWLEDGE me. I must have REALLY pissed them off by putting in my two weeks to be completely written off like that. Oh well. I really don't give a rats ass what they think. I was there for her, and only her. It just amuses me that they behave like such children.

Doing another show. Actually, two shows. One is Bus Stop, by William Inge. We had a bunch of people show up purely because the play was turned into a movie Marilyn Monroe stared in. Naturally, I did not get Marilyn's part, but that wasn't the part I was going for anyway. Character actors are never destined to be the leads. The second one is with a director I've worked with before. It's a show he wrote, sort of a radio program set in the 40's. We're performing it for Veteran's Day, should be fun! I'm singing in this one, too. Moonlight Serenade is going to be my big solo number. Kind of excited. I don't normally get the opportunity to sing, so we'll see how this goes. It's going to be really hectic till November. Rehearsing 2 shows, working 10 hour days, plus, y'know, life.

Whatever that previous funk was appears to have passed. It must be hormonal. Which means this may be a regular occurrence. Not cool.

I sat down and watched the entire first season of Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, and I'm in love. I'm dying for the second season to start! It got pretty intense for a cartoon if you ask me! Part of the final episode made me cringe. It was intense man. Intense. I can't wait to see where they go with it next!

I'm just rambling now in an effort to distract myself from everything. Need to turn off my brain for a bit. I go into auto pilot when I write, so it's a good way to go numb in the head for a bit.

Sometimes I wonder if I keep myself as busy as I do to maintain that sort of numbness. Perhaps I'll never know.
Tags: avengers, theater, work
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