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May. 31st, 2004 12:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enteleinThe rain just keeps falling, until the air is grey and shimmering in that flat sort of way that tells you that once you slip behind the wheel, you're going to have to defrost the windshield for a while. It just keeps falling. Yesterday and today, batches of sunshine, balmy and gentle and cool warmed over slightly, and then a darkening of the skies, and a dumping of several sheets of water. Rinse, repeat.
Everything's green.
Last night Svet and I sat on my new futon (same frame), and watched a couple of movies, and I conked out in the middle of All About Eve. We retired to bed, where I slept a dreamless sleep, and never once woke during the night. That's pretty odd for recent times, as my sleep is usually interrupted by the cat scraping and clawing at things in an attempt to get me to pay attention to her. Even when she's relatively quiet on a random night, I still am on the edge of waking most of the night, and I wake up easily and often, feeling sleep-deprived more often than not.
Some of this might be a throwback to living with Scott - I spent a few years sleep-deprived and as a result, depressed (in combination with a few other factors, but this was a biggie, I think), because of Scott's sleep apnea. The anxiety of possibly waking up next to a dead body kept me sleepless, along with the impressive snoring and gasping coming from his side of the bed. Sleep has been better for me in the last year or so, but I still have trouble totally relaxing and succumbing to anything approaching restful.
So today I feel much better, and more like myself, and a cup of coffee was toasty and warm and every sip just really damned tasty. I managed to make it from lead weights on limbs to stretchy wakefulness in just a few minutes, and even though I wasn't exactly sober last night, I've got no headache today.
It's been almost a week since my last rehearsal for Into the Woods. It's scheduled that way, because of rehearsal space issues, and various actors being unavailabe, as well as this being a holiday weekend, but it's still very weird. We open in just over two weeks, and, well, wow. I think I am taking my libretto with me to my mom's today, so I can study lines and maybe map out some rough flowcharts of both acts. I should also practice singing today, if I can. I'm not a practiced soprano, but in this show, I am being asked to, by virtue of my character, and where the music director has placed me in the multi-part harmonies. I guess I have a soprano tone, and I keep getting told that by directors and choir instructors, but somehow I've always sung alto, preferring the rich timbre of harmony and providing a solid, resonant base for the melodic lines. This is a challenge for me, true, to be up in the stratosphere, but I think with just endless rehearsing, it'll all sort itself out.
Ah, now the sun's out again. I can hear tires slicking wetly on the busy street around the corner, and the trees are dripping glimmering drops of water from the leaves. Need to shower and go get Svet and then drive out to the suburbs.
P.S. I am currently sending out an APB on Scott, through a few different channels. Scott, where the heck have you been? Call me. All my info for you is suddenly out-of-date, and I'm worried.
Everything's green.
Last night Svet and I sat on my new futon (same frame), and watched a couple of movies, and I conked out in the middle of All About Eve. We retired to bed, where I slept a dreamless sleep, and never once woke during the night. That's pretty odd for recent times, as my sleep is usually interrupted by the cat scraping and clawing at things in an attempt to get me to pay attention to her. Even when she's relatively quiet on a random night, I still am on the edge of waking most of the night, and I wake up easily and often, feeling sleep-deprived more often than not.
Some of this might be a throwback to living with Scott - I spent a few years sleep-deprived and as a result, depressed (in combination with a few other factors, but this was a biggie, I think), because of Scott's sleep apnea. The anxiety of possibly waking up next to a dead body kept me sleepless, along with the impressive snoring and gasping coming from his side of the bed. Sleep has been better for me in the last year or so, but I still have trouble totally relaxing and succumbing to anything approaching restful.
So today I feel much better, and more like myself, and a cup of coffee was toasty and warm and every sip just really damned tasty. I managed to make it from lead weights on limbs to stretchy wakefulness in just a few minutes, and even though I wasn't exactly sober last night, I've got no headache today.
It's been almost a week since my last rehearsal for Into the Woods. It's scheduled that way, because of rehearsal space issues, and various actors being unavailabe, as well as this being a holiday weekend, but it's still very weird. We open in just over two weeks, and, well, wow. I think I am taking my libretto with me to my mom's today, so I can study lines and maybe map out some rough flowcharts of both acts. I should also practice singing today, if I can. I'm not a practiced soprano, but in this show, I am being asked to, by virtue of my character, and where the music director has placed me in the multi-part harmonies. I guess I have a soprano tone, and I keep getting told that by directors and choir instructors, but somehow I've always sung alto, preferring the rich timbre of harmony and providing a solid, resonant base for the melodic lines. This is a challenge for me, true, to be up in the stratosphere, but I think with just endless rehearsing, it'll all sort itself out.
Ah, now the sun's out again. I can hear tires slicking wetly on the busy street around the corner, and the trees are dripping glimmering drops of water from the leaves. Need to shower and go get Svet and then drive out to the suburbs.
P.S. I am currently sending out an APB on Scott, through a few different channels. Scott, where the heck have you been? Call me. All my info for you is suddenly out-of-date, and I'm worried.
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Date: 2004-05-31 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-01 04:17 am (UTC)I am playing Jack's Mother. Le sigh. It's a great role, but this is my last role as a mom, I swear. No more!
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Date: 2004-06-01 04:47 am (UTC)but yeah... into the woods is my favorite favorite play. it hit me after i posted the comment that i could see you in lots of the roles... not that i've ever seen you irl, but... yeah.
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Date: 2004-06-01 05:50 am (UTC)They cast me anyway. heh.
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Date: 2004-06-01 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-01 05:54 pm (UTC)