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Feb. 13th, 2006 03:56 pmI had quite an eventful weekend, for me at least. Friday started out with practice, which I hadn’t gone to in about forever because of my part in the show. Fridays is supposed to be for going over the musical numbers that were blocked during the week, so I really wouldn’t have had to go otherwise, but we had to get measured for costumes, so I showed up. Mostly I just sat with Tim and Nathanael and talked, because they were there for the same reason I was. At one point, I made a reference to Brokeback Mountain, because of Tyler and Julia. Tyler got Mario’s part, due to extenuating circumstances that led to Mario’s having to leave the show. A lot of us were really happy about that.
After practice, I came home for about an hour, and then came back to school to meet up with some people from GSA. We got into two cars and headed to Westboro, where we saw Brokeback Mountain. I really liked it; I thought it was absolutely gorgeous. The set was out if this world, and the writing was really nice. The only real flaw I saw with it was the fact that half Heath Ledger’s lines were indecipherable, even for me. Someone needs to get that man some diction lessons!
Yesterday I woke up at eleven, much to the disliking of my fellow cast members, considering they all had to be at school for nine for practice (we had done all of my Act 1 scenes, so Meghan told me I didn’t have to go) with no voice. However, when Heather informed me of a party at her house that night, I just had to go. When I got there, she and Emily were making purses out of bras to sell for a breast cancer charity. I might buy one, since they were pretty cute, I have to admit. After they were done and more people started to show up, Fillers and I played with the hot glue gun. I stole an unused green strap and turned it into a cute little adjustable bracelet, which I’m still wearing. He glued things to his hand. That’s a little weird, but I’m not one to vouch for his motives. A lot of other random things went on, as per usual at these kinds of parties. At one point I colored two of my fingernails in with a Sharpie. I think it was supposed to be gold-colored, but it looked more like poo to me. Marissa bought a Jim Gaffigan DVD, so a few of us watched that. It was really funny. I don’t think I’ll ever think about Hot Pockets or cake the same way. Mostly we just stood in Heather’s kitchen eating pretzels and cake and hummus and listening to random mixes of music. I danced with pretty much everyone there. When I left, there were a bunch of people all crammed into Emily Bradford’s car doing God knows what. All I know is that they weren’t too busy to flash the lights at me and get my attention. Knowing the people I hang with, however, I’m pretty sure I’d rather not find out what they were doing in there.
In all, I made Tim “cry” seven times this weekend, including practice on Friday. I swear, that kid cries at least once daily, oftentimes for no reason at all. I have to admit that he’s very good at it, though. He can shed actual tears, and that’s hard to do on command.
After practice, I came home for about an hour, and then came back to school to meet up with some people from GSA. We got into two cars and headed to Westboro, where we saw Brokeback Mountain. I really liked it; I thought it was absolutely gorgeous. The set was out if this world, and the writing was really nice. The only real flaw I saw with it was the fact that half Heath Ledger’s lines were indecipherable, even for me. Someone needs to get that man some diction lessons!
Yesterday I woke up at eleven, much to the disliking of my fellow cast members, considering they all had to be at school for nine for practice (we had done all of my Act 1 scenes, so Meghan told me I didn’t have to go) with no voice. However, when Heather informed me of a party at her house that night, I just had to go. When I got there, she and Emily were making purses out of bras to sell for a breast cancer charity. I might buy one, since they were pretty cute, I have to admit. After they were done and more people started to show up, Fillers and I played with the hot glue gun. I stole an unused green strap and turned it into a cute little adjustable bracelet, which I’m still wearing. He glued things to his hand. That’s a little weird, but I’m not one to vouch for his motives. A lot of other random things went on, as per usual at these kinds of parties. At one point I colored two of my fingernails in with a Sharpie. I think it was supposed to be gold-colored, but it looked more like poo to me. Marissa bought a Jim Gaffigan DVD, so a few of us watched that. It was really funny. I don’t think I’ll ever think about Hot Pockets or cake the same way. Mostly we just stood in Heather’s kitchen eating pretzels and cake and hummus and listening to random mixes of music. I danced with pretty much everyone there. When I left, there were a bunch of people all crammed into Emily Bradford’s car doing God knows what. All I know is that they weren’t too busy to flash the lights at me and get my attention. Knowing the people I hang with, however, I’m pretty sure I’d rather not find out what they were doing in there.
In all, I made Tim “cry” seven times this weekend, including practice on Friday. I swear, that kid cries at least once daily, oftentimes for no reason at all. I have to admit that he’s very good at it, though. He can shed actual tears, and that’s hard to do on command.
