Oct. 7th, 2002

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I tried to sleep at a decent hour last night, really. But it just didn't work. I tossed and turned for an hour and figured I'd disturb Mekle less if I just got up and did something instead.

So I have. I've been catching up with the Pub and doing some updates at the Inn. Normally if I'm awake all night I've been writing, but none of that tonight. Partially because Beloved is out of town again, darnit, but also because I felt more like getting shit done than placating my muses.

The sun is coming up right now, and there's this beautiful layer of silver fog hanging in the tops of the trees outside. The edges are starting to get coppery and glirttery and it'll be burned off, soon, but for now it's gorgeous to look at. Pity that the construction's going to be starting up again momentarily and I'll be stuck listening to the endless hammers again all day.

Camera class again tonight. We need to have monologues memorized. I have two I've been working on. The dramatic one I already have down, but the comic one I haven't worked on, much. I love the dramatic one, though. Trying to decide which one to pick for the class. I know that my "future" lies in doing comedy, so I should probably work on that, but I love doing dramatic material, too. I just hope that my "type" doesn't get stuck only doing dramatic roles that are the pathetic movie-of-the-week fat chick kind of stuff. Sure, I love making people laugh, but I like to work a good angsty scene, too.

Trying to figure out how the Toronto trip is going to work. We need to get the old cars sold soon so we won't be stuck having to do creative accounting to get through the rest of the month because of the trip. I may have to break down and contact a travel agent instead of using Expedia this time because I haven't the foggiest how car rentals there are going to work, plus I can't seem to find a direct flight on anything but Air Canada, and for some reason, the price on that seems to be screwed up on Expedia. Bleh.
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I fucking HATE paying bills. It's just so goddamned tedious.
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and what I *really* hate is those dumb little notices that tell me I'm 10 fucking days past due on my stupid freaking long distance bill which is only like $2.16 ANYWAY and that they're going to come arrest me and impound my car and piss on my cornflakes and deport me if I don't pay up rightthisfuckingsecond.

Bleh.
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