Monday, again. They just keep

Monday, again. They just keep happening, and I am powerless to stop it. The weeks seem to be going by faster and faster and faster until everything is a whirlwind and makes no sense. If time travels fast enough and my eyes glaze over and I don’t notice things happening because I’m too busy being dizzy, do they actually happen? There’s a little nugget of thought.

Had a really great callback last night for “Romance”, an angsty lesbian play that co-stars a knitting circle of speed freaks. Lovely writing, beautiful relationships between the characters, very poetry-like speech patterns, all in all I adored the script AND all the women there, PLUS Jean Chemnik and Lisa Nix were there - you may not know these girls, but I do, and they’re crazy freaks. It was just a really fun, productive evening, and we all got to read a LOT, and I enjoyed myself. Plus, in the hour between my audition and the call-back, I got to sit by the International Fountain, eat my chicken salad sandwich, and read a trashy romance novel that I bought at QFC. It was nice.

I really want to go see STAR WARS this week. Who wants to go with me? Zach? Sonya? Who’s feeling geeky and would like to go watch pretty Sci-Fi with me? Come on, don’t all raise your hands at once. Email me! Let’s go waste some time!

And, last but not least - and don’t think I don’t feel weird saying this, but … meh. You know who you are. After the last couple weeks, that’s been on my mind a lot. Just thought you should know.