Tuesday, September 09, 2003
YO YO YO!
YoYo Ma.
I have just finished going through our “Clothing Pantry” at work in order to find a costume for the show. My character is a huge loser, so I figured that a clothing pantry would be the best place to try to find my character something to wear. I have chosen a pair of green pants that fit pretty well, but are totally out of style. They remind me of an Old Navy-esque khaki from like 1996. Perfect. The shirts I picked are both button downs and of a sickly color. AND, the find of the day…a set of 3 Stooges suspenders. Now, how’s THAT for loser? I’m not sure that this will be my final costume, but it’s a good start.
We are taking some rehearsal pictures tonight to put up on the Theater Company’s brand new website! It’s all pretty exciting. We are in the process of sending out reminder postcards to everyone that received a mailing about the show and let me tell you….the postcards are AWESOME! I am SO excited. From what I hear, the website is going to be PRETTY bomb. Working with this company was such a good idea.
Don’t forget that we are still taking donations for the show. Just in case you wanted to throw a couple bones our way. I am so blessed to have had my friends in NYC throw me some cash, as well as a couple friends of mine from school. One friend, in particular, sent me $25 and I was shocked! Of all of my girls from school, this girl and I aren’t the bestest of friends, but she totally supported me in my theater endeavor and proved to me that she really does care about what I’m doing in NYC. I was overwhelmed by her generosity.
I sent out an email yesterday telling everyone to make reservations for the show and you would not BELIEVE the response I got. The theater space that we are using only holds about 40-50 people at a time. At this point, I have already reserved 30 tickets just for people that I know. And more are on their way! I love that the space holds such few people because it makes the performance so intimate, and allows the audience to really be a part of the production. The only downfall is that once all of the tickets are reserved for a certain night, we have to turn people away or offer them standing room only. I’m a bit nervous that some of my friends who let things go to the last minute will not be able to go, or at least not on the night that they would prefer.
Gah! I worry about too much. God will take care of it all. I just have to let it happen.
Had another horrifying dream last night.
In the dream I was in the house I grew up in. It was nighttime and my parents, brother, and I were watching a movie. We see a flickering light outside and I go over to the window to see what’s going on. About a block away, I see a friend of mine’s house totally engulfed in flames. I can hear people screaming from inside. I call out to my parents and brother who run over to the window and we all stand there watching the house burn down. There seems to be no one else on the street. All I can hear is the crackling of flames and people screaming to be helped.
I lean against the window and realize that it’s hot. My parents grab me by my shoulders and pull me back into the depths of the living room. Without warning, the windows blow in and flames shoot all over the couch, walls, carpet, etc. My brother and parents open a door and run into our basement. (A basement that we didn’t have while living there. I don’t know WHY I created that in my dream) When I went to join them in the basement, the stairs collapsed and fire spread all over the entrance. I called out to my parents, but there was no sound. They were gone.
I ran through the house trying to find an exit, but couldn’t. My heart was pounding in my chest as I started to realize that I wasn’t going to make it out of the house alive. I found my bedroom door ajar and ran into the room and barricaded it. I sat down on the bed, knowing that I was trapped, knowing that I was going to die. After a few moments, the bedroom door burst open and flames went everywhere. I backed up against the wall and it was then that I woke up.
I woke up from the dream around 6am this morning and was unable to fall back to sleep. All I could hear in my head was the screaming from my next door neighbors begging to be helped. And I couldn’t get the image of my parents disappearing into the basement out of my head. The clock ticked by until the alarm clock eventually went off and I got out of bed. It was horrible.
I don’t know why I keep having these bad dreams. Some people say that nightmares are a sign that things in your personal life are in upheaval. That is true for me. Everything is so hectic, crazy, and unstable for me right now that it makes perfect sense that my subconscious would be going nuts. It would just be nice to wake up one morning and NOT feel like I am going to burst into tears.
Ah well…
I am so excited for rehearsal tonight. Not only are we having people take pictures, we are going to have a mini-audience. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Everything is starting to come to a head and I couldn’t be more thrilled.
YoYo Ma.
I have just finished going through our “Clothing Pantry” at work in order to find a costume for the show. My character is a huge loser, so I figured that a clothing pantry would be the best place to try to find my character something to wear. I have chosen a pair of green pants that fit pretty well, but are totally out of style. They remind me of an Old Navy-esque khaki from like 1996. Perfect. The shirts I picked are both button downs and of a sickly color. AND, the find of the day…a set of 3 Stooges suspenders. Now, how’s THAT for loser? I’m not sure that this will be my final costume, but it’s a good start.
We are taking some rehearsal pictures tonight to put up on the Theater Company’s brand new website! It’s all pretty exciting. We are in the process of sending out reminder postcards to everyone that received a mailing about the show and let me tell you….the postcards are AWESOME! I am SO excited. From what I hear, the website is going to be PRETTY bomb. Working with this company was such a good idea.
Don’t forget that we are still taking donations for the show. Just in case you wanted to throw a couple bones our way. I am so blessed to have had my friends in NYC throw me some cash, as well as a couple friends of mine from school. One friend, in particular, sent me $25 and I was shocked! Of all of my girls from school, this girl and I aren’t the bestest of friends, but she totally supported me in my theater endeavor and proved to me that she really does care about what I’m doing in NYC. I was overwhelmed by her generosity.
I sent out an email yesterday telling everyone to make reservations for the show and you would not BELIEVE the response I got. The theater space that we are using only holds about 40-50 people at a time. At this point, I have already reserved 30 tickets just for people that I know. And more are on their way! I love that the space holds such few people because it makes the performance so intimate, and allows the audience to really be a part of the production. The only downfall is that once all of the tickets are reserved for a certain night, we have to turn people away or offer them standing room only. I’m a bit nervous that some of my friends who let things go to the last minute will not be able to go, or at least not on the night that they would prefer.
Gah! I worry about too much. God will take care of it all. I just have to let it happen.
Had another horrifying dream last night.
In the dream I was in the house I grew up in. It was nighttime and my parents, brother, and I were watching a movie. We see a flickering light outside and I go over to the window to see what’s going on. About a block away, I see a friend of mine’s house totally engulfed in flames. I can hear people screaming from inside. I call out to my parents and brother who run over to the window and we all stand there watching the house burn down. There seems to be no one else on the street. All I can hear is the crackling of flames and people screaming to be helped.
I lean against the window and realize that it’s hot. My parents grab me by my shoulders and pull me back into the depths of the living room. Without warning, the windows blow in and flames shoot all over the couch, walls, carpet, etc. My brother and parents open a door and run into our basement. (A basement that we didn’t have while living there. I don’t know WHY I created that in my dream) When I went to join them in the basement, the stairs collapsed and fire spread all over the entrance. I called out to my parents, but there was no sound. They were gone.
I ran through the house trying to find an exit, but couldn’t. My heart was pounding in my chest as I started to realize that I wasn’t going to make it out of the house alive. I found my bedroom door ajar and ran into the room and barricaded it. I sat down on the bed, knowing that I was trapped, knowing that I was going to die. After a few moments, the bedroom door burst open and flames went everywhere. I backed up against the wall and it was then that I woke up.
I woke up from the dream around 6am this morning and was unable to fall back to sleep. All I could hear in my head was the screaming from my next door neighbors begging to be helped. And I couldn’t get the image of my parents disappearing into the basement out of my head. The clock ticked by until the alarm clock eventually went off and I got out of bed. It was horrible.
I don’t know why I keep having these bad dreams. Some people say that nightmares are a sign that things in your personal life are in upheaval. That is true for me. Everything is so hectic, crazy, and unstable for me right now that it makes perfect sense that my subconscious would be going nuts. It would just be nice to wake up one morning and NOT feel like I am going to burst into tears.
Ah well…
I am so excited for rehearsal tonight. Not only are we having people take pictures, we are going to have a mini-audience. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
Everything is starting to come to a head and I couldn’t be more thrilled.
