2003-04-21 - 10:35 p.m.
nothing going on, really
Wow. Still more nothing. I'm writing tonight more out of habit than any desire to say anything.
Tonight I saw The Three Sisters. I love theater. I love it, love it, love it. But for some reason, tonight I was looking at all the actors on stage, and wondering how my life will turn out if I never get to where they are. I had that boost of confidence when I got the part in the film, but I've dropped back off since then. I dunno. Maybe just a bad day.
My newest show opens on Thursday. All improvisation. Frightening. Really, beyond frightening. No script, no safety net. I'm particularly nervous, because in the second act, I bear a huge amount of responsibility. I have to play guitar, sing made up songs, and tie everything together. One of my cast-mates referred to me as Atlas, and I think it's true. Eeep.
I haven't heard a peep from ShyGirl since we went out for lunch. I don't know whether or not to contact her. I wish that it wasn't something that was on my mind.
I hate when I'm a moron.