i really have nothing to say. i have three things running my life right now:
1) my job. i hate it. i need a better one. and even though they have informed me that they're going to make it better for me, i would be better off walking down the center line of I94 than believing them. i give them 6 months.
2) romeo and juliet. being onstage is now on auto pilot. we've done 17 performances and have 33 to go. i can't imagine getting bored of it because the performances themselves are easy. but the backstage experience is much more exciting. i've learned so much and met some of the most interesting and caring people in my life. who said the theatre's full of back-stabbing ladder climbers? i've seen more of that working office downtown than my short time at guthrie. politics my ass. it will leave a gaping hole in my life when the show closes. i may be inconsolable for a while.
3) a new love interest. somewhat declared but still in the works. as always in amber's life, a major source of giddiness, longing and distraction. pray for me.
i've heard that people in duluth miss me. why? what good am i to you? i swear by the moon that tips of silver all these fruit tree tops that i will come up when the snow is gone. when r&j closes mid-april i do have to spend a weekend at home to see my family...i haven't been to see them since i started rehearsal in january and i'm afraid my nephews won't even remember me. so that's first and foremost. and then i have a major audition on the 17th.
but then, then, we party. and if i don't get some good karoke time, i sue. i don't know who i sue, but damnit, i'll find someone and i'll sue by god. i need to rub michelle's belly and squeeze mandy's tats and slap foldesi a good one on her so so fine ass. the rest of you get the pleasure of basking in my presence...and believe me, that's good enough for the likes of you. in fact, it's downright generous.
1) my job. i hate it. i need a better one. and even though they have informed me that they're going to make it better for me, i would be better off walking down the center line of I94 than believing them. i give them 6 months.
2) romeo and juliet. being onstage is now on auto pilot. we've done 17 performances and have 33 to go. i can't imagine getting bored of it because the performances themselves are easy. but the backstage experience is much more exciting. i've learned so much and met some of the most interesting and caring people in my life. who said the theatre's full of back-stabbing ladder climbers? i've seen more of that working office downtown than my short time at guthrie. politics my ass. it will leave a gaping hole in my life when the show closes. i may be inconsolable for a while.
3) a new love interest. somewhat declared but still in the works. as always in amber's life, a major source of giddiness, longing and distraction. pray for me.
i've heard that people in duluth miss me. why? what good am i to you? i swear by the moon that tips of silver all these fruit tree tops that i will come up when the snow is gone. when r&j closes mid-april i do have to spend a weekend at home to see my family...i haven't been to see them since i started rehearsal in january and i'm afraid my nephews won't even remember me. so that's first and foremost. and then i have a major audition on the 17th.
but then, then, we party. and if i don't get some good karoke time, i sue. i don't know who i sue, but damnit, i'll find someone and i'll sue by god. i need to rub michelle's belly and squeeze mandy's tats and slap foldesi a good one on her so so fine ass. the rest of you get the pleasure of basking in my presence...and believe me, that's good enough for the likes of you. in fact, it's downright generous.