Imagine getting to work on what should be just another ordinary day and discovering you have zero access to ANY email--work-related or otherwise--and limited access to some of your favorite websites due to an insane Nazi-like filter that doesn't even work. I can access Toothpaste for Dinner, but not Natalie Dee. I can read Savage Love, but not The Onion. Of course, I shouldn't be reading any of those whilst at work, but thanks to this latest "upgrade" the public internet stations are down as well so there is no one here and very little to do. I should be grateful I'm not locked out of blogger--which is weird. I can also read comments on MySpace (but not messages) so feel free to contact me there. Especially tonight. And probably tomorrow. No one seems to know when or how this will all be resolved.
Life without the internets is not a life worth living.
Happy 1 year of public blogging to me! What is most amazing is how effective this little exercise ended up being. I started blogging to get me to write more and indeed I am now writing more. I ain't gonna be writing novels any time soon, but I do have one little poem I'm awfully proud to have written. And I'm getting more interested in writing essays ala Sarah Vowell. I was just reminded that I have a big ol'check coming my way thanks to the re-negotiation of the union contract and I'm seriously considering purchasing a laptop. Though I wouldn't get internet access at home the prospect of spending hours at Lemonjellos using their free wireless and getting jacked up on Love Buzz makes me ecstatic.
Life continues to move. I had a very successful fitting on Monday that knocked my socks off. Unfortunately, I still have a ton of stuff to do...like, uh, make the costume. If I hadn't had a nervous breakdown my work would be done but as this little show opens 2 weeks from tonight and all I got is some perfectly fitting muslin garments, I'm not anticipating having much of life anytime soon. I continue to be tired all the time. I also continue to eat horribly and not exercise. This project has reminded me why I got out of this business in the first place. You do not have a life outside of the show. Everything is about the show. The world will come to an end if the show isn't perfect. The show the show the show the show. I hate it. Honestly, it's School for Scandal in the studio theatre at Hope College. Who.cares.
Snow keeps falling from the sky. Last I heard we were somewhere around 10 inches with no end in sight. Plus it's going to be about 7 degrees this weekend. For a brief moment yesterday, the sun made an appearance. It was glorious. But right now I'd give my cat for a warm and sunny day.
As I didn't have a chance to blog yesterday, I want to make sure I give a big old shout-out Happy Birthday to the most amazing Dad in the world. I miss you more than these words could ever adequately express. I am so fortunate to have such a wise individual in my life who continues to inspire and encourage me. I love you!
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