Sunday, July 27, 2008

... and then the traffic makes me late to work today. Fantastic. Thank you, universe, thank you.
I'm doing a little better now.

It was just a lot of rejection to handle in one week. And it forces me to make the choice, "Do I settle for a day job that precludes me from taking theater jobs so I can move out of my parents' house, or do I sit tight for possibly the first six months to a year of my married life?

Also, am I going to be an impressive enough candidate by November to apply to graduate school again, or should I wait another full year?

And finally, what can I do right now to MAKE myself a more impressive candidate?"

These are the things on my mind right now. And now I need to get dressed and go press a button while a woman covered in glitter jumps around on stage.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Monday, July 21, 2008

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

I had my second to last dress fitting. That was good, the dress was nice, etc. only minor tweaking now.

Cj and I saw an adorable, perfect-for-us cabin for rent in our price range, and applied for it over the weekend. Today the landlord called and said another couple applied who had "higher, more stable income." So essentially, we did not get the cabin because I do theater. Whoop de fucking doo.

I worked in the yard for my mother all day (about 6 hours) raking, seeding, and shoveling peat moss onto the nonexistent lawn. Then I shoveled gravel and pushed wheelbarrows full of heavy dirt components for another hour or so.

Then I called a bunch of people because they hadn't sent in reply cards or RSVP'd to the wedding yet. All of them couldn't come, so that sucks but at least I know now.

Tomorrow I have to drive over the hill to work at 9 AM. But at least I'm working.

No word about the grant today.

Friday, July 11, 2008

I'm on Vicodin, so this is actually not as devastating as I thought it would be.

"We regret to inform you that all spots for the 2008-2009 school year have been filled. We encourage you to apply again next year." - CalArts.

Good things about this:

1. I won't incur any more debt to pile on top of Cj's (MFA programs so spensive!)
2. I won't have to move immediately away as more and more of my friends move nearby.
3. I can continue working with the people I like working with up here.
4. There is still the possibility that I will get that grant I applied for.

Bad things:

1. I will not be able to teach college in three years.
2. I don't get to move to a new place.
3. I will not make a great deal of new professional contacts in a small amount of time.
4. There is no guarantee that I will get to direct anything in the near future that I don't have to spend my own money to put on.
5. If I want to move out of my parent's house, I will either have to get the grant I applied for, or I will have to get a new day job that pays a lot more money and possibly has nothing to do with theater.
6. There is no guarantee I will get the grant I applied for.

We'll see.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Wisdom Teeth are Dead and Buried

Wuuuuugh. High on vicodin, but not enough. Panicked all last night (I have a great fear of general anaesthesia), but the staff at the place was really cool and made me feel pretty comfortable. Sure the Enya on the radio helped too.

There was a signed poster of Tiger Woods on the wall of the office. That helped too, I think. Dunno. On drugs.

I put it off for five years and now it's finally done. Hopefully I will never again have to have oral surgery.

Watched Pride and Prejudice and now watching Jumper. Managed to slurp down some Chocolate Moo'd despite the fact that my lower lip is still completely numb. Chin feels gigantic and spongy.

Filled in for a crew member on a show this weekend. Made a little bit of money, which is good. Still waiting to hear from CalArts and the Grant people.

Gonna go to bed now.