June-uary

I stole the title of this blog from one of my fellow actors. Pretty good, right? And, sadly, pretty apt. Portland is freezing cold and windy at the moment, much to my misery, since I definitely didn't pack for this sort of thing. I have been living in the same pair of jeans for approximately one week, which means that I probably smell pretty bad. I shower daily and tell myself I am being bohemian.

As for the play itself, it seems to be progressing nicely. Hopefully people who truly love us (hint, hint) will come see us perform. Getting some sort of financial compensation would be nice, although one must never underestimate the value of solid experience.

I think it would kind of rock to be Holly Golightly. Not the whole married-to-an-old-dude-at-thirteen-and-being-deeply-damaged thing, but the whole look-at-my-awesome-clothes-and-carefree-lifestyle-and-hot-writer-lover thing. In other words, I've been wanting my life to be a movie lately. At least then I'd have a soundtrack to tell me what to do next.

That seems like an appropriately moody note to end on.