If I can afford the extra 10 minutes in my morning I like taking the local. Especially Mondays (everyone else's Monday, not mine), 1: less crowded, 2 Because of 1, can sit the whole way if I wanna. If I feel like sitting. Which, on a Monday, I usually do.
I just tried spelling "Sitting" as "Citting"…twice.
My right forefinger is in pain from the fight I lost against a parked delivery bike 3 days ago. So writing isn't so much fun anyway.
Note to self: repaint toenails—they look like I swam through crappy white-out.
See…mornings like this suck. 8:15 and I'm still not on a train. Which means if, when we get to an express stop, there's an express train waiting, I'm getting on it. Yuck.
Or maybe not because I just found myself a nice cold seat on the local and I'm not stopping for breakfast on the way to work so…I could just sit for the next 24-32 minutes. Mark it: 8:17 I got on the local.
There's a man sitting across from me who has Norm's nose, skin tone, and height, but the rest of his facial features are too small for the nose, and his girth is too wide for the height. I miss Norm. I hope Mermaid's doing well in Denver.
Things to do with this week's paycheck: half my rent, student loan, phone bill, theatrical index, resume & mailing supplies, birthday presents. Ahhhhch I'm going to be poor.
See I ran into Thom yesterday (Widmann) and he said "we have to get you stage managing" and I was like "yes…WE do…"…not that I expect him to talk me up to the German stage manager for Wicked who's staying with him right now but you know…little things…they help lol. And I realize that since my initial mailing I've been fairly inactive in my search, but I've also been very happy working full time and getting paid and my health insurance kicks in on Wednesday… so I've been laying low, thinking maybe something would come my way on its own.
Finally Janio called me….only Cherry Lane doesn't want a stage manager, they need a props mistress. Now…that's something I can do, but I'm not passionate about it necessarily. Perhaps I shouldn't voice my concerns so publicly here, but I feel like I have to be honest. Like Thom said "it's a foot in the door"…but is it a foot in the right door? I think that getting the call from Janio and running into Thom all within 48 hours has great significance. If you believe in fate, this is fate speaking to me.
I don't think this is a crossroads. I don't think choosing one is going to eliminate the other. What I THINK is that I'm not going to get the props gig…and that will let me then focus on sending my resume and such out to the right people and THEN I'm going to get something good.
There was this asshole on the subway just now trying to get off the train and he made this exasperated sigh at this woman for getting on the train before he could get off. She didn't hear him say "step down step down step down" from the depths of the car while she was on the platform. And a man standing by the door is telling his girlfriend that, if this was Florida or something, the guy would have let her go first and not have spazzed out. Not true. Florida has the worst road rage I've ever seen and it doesn't stop on the roads. That's how I got so exasperated. Not New York. Florida.
Two more stops and we've only been on the train for 18 minutes. Fabulous.
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