The Fun Continues!

So, I previously blogged my update for 2007, and by God I need to be better at updating this thing. Especially with my currently crazy schedule. Yes, the fun continues on the teeth front. Since the fateful night, I have had to revisit my dentist 9 times. Yup, 9! For some reason, the adhesive they use for the temporary teeth just won't take on one of them, so it keeps falling out, which is oh so lovely. I mean, should I be performing a stage version of Deliverence, I would fit right in, but the lovely hole left in smile makes me look more like Cletus the slack jawed yokel than an uptight Manhattanite (which is the character I play in the current production of Mary, Mary at Foundry Players). But, i digress. The show is going very well. I am fitting more and more into the role. As my friend pointed out opening weekend, there was a little bit too much Mark and not enough Bob (that's the role I play) so, I have really been trying to focus more and escape the Markisms and let Bob come out more and more. By Sunday, I was feeling a lot less like myself, and more like an actual character.

I also attended the first read thru for the next show, Thoroughly Modern Millie, a Washington Community Theater Premiere! Hooray! And I couldn't be happier. To be surrounded by so many old and good friends. It is so exciting to know that i will be able to hang out and be around my close friends for the next few months. Considering we are all theateratics, these kinds of situations don't come along as often as I wish, and for that I am pleased. More on Millie once we wind up in rehearsals, suffice it to say, this is going to be a really good show.

On the dating scene, well there really isn't much going on. I keep falling back on old habits. I keep falling victim to my insatiable appetite, and really need to slow down. I whine and whine about not getting any dates, about not finding anyone and yet I keep instilling this portrait of myself as a serial dater. Yeah, there are a couple of guys that I would like nothing better to take out of the bar and get to know on a more personal level. To go home with a number, rather than an over night guest, but so far that is not the case.

On a funny note, I was at my old stand by Freddies Tuesday night, chatting with the karaoke host, and I feel this pressure in my hand. I turn around to see what it was and caught the back of someone walking outside. I look down and see a napkin folded up in my palm. I open it up and inside is a note "You are handsome, call me, email me" and contact information. I'm like, "who is this?" I still have no idea, and I am not one to call/email someone sight unseen. Maybe this mystery man will actually come up to me and say hello next time I am in. We shall see.

About Time

Ok, so I am finally ready to expunge upon my year thus far. And it has NOT been a good one, so be prepared.

Ok, to begin with, I started the holiday season, with a second DUI. How depressing. Ok, yes, I know I am a party animal. And I have been curbing my ways since that fateful night. I am actually leaving bars sober, well soberish. .. .but still, its a start. Am I scared of the reprecussions? Yes, I am. I am terrified of having to go to jail, but this is the path I followed, and I need to fess up.

Aside from that, I also had the horrific experience of having my two front teeth (ok, veneers) knocked out at a party. Do I know the specifics, no. And this is a problem, oh alcohol, you have forsaken me, but yes, I had to replace my two front teeth. So, I am dealing with a ricidulous dentist who can't seem to make my "temporary" teeth stay in. I have been to the dentist now 7 times, 7 TIMES! Because one of the temporaries keeps falling out. Hot, no?

Enough of that, ridiculous, yes, but I am dealing. What is really freakin me out is that i have finally started to update my wardrobe. Buying clothes that actually fit me, rather than hide the "fat" that I consider is all over my body. This distinction is very foreign to me. I get hit on. I get compliments constantly. And I can't help but feel that I obviously gave off the vibe that I was fat. .which whigs me out!

Ok, I am not that in shape, yes I have moobies. . . .small as they are, they still constitute moobies. The sag, they are not impressive. . they just are.

I am in a precarious situation currently, and I just seem to continue to flaunt this situation. I actually appear desirable. Ok, I have never been ugly or anything, but I feel like right now, I am pulling focus. I am actually making people look twice, which makes me weird in social situations. Weird? Yes, weird. I can't seem to understand that I am attractive to men. And I don't know why.

I like a guy, yes it is true, I do like someone and want to remain faithful to what could become of it. But, I get this weird I want you vibe from people that I was attracted to, but never wanted to bother with me before, and it gets confusing. So, I just flirt, but don't go overboard. I stop at any sensual touching. Any sort of dick play. . .and I feel gratified. Its pompous, but I feel like, WOW, I am attractive, or at least cute in some way, and I like that.

Freddies is a great place to rebuild your self esteem. People who go there, pay attention to the regulars and compliment as they see you transform, and that is incredible!

My show opens tomorrow, and I am nervous as hell. I hope I am funny. I hope that my friends/collegues/aquaintences find me funny and realistic. I want nothing more than to show those I respect, that I deserve the respect I so often receive. I love acting, I love to peel off my skin and put on someone elses. And I hope that i have not lost my ability to make that true to the audience.

Happy February! I will do my best to update more frequently.