spillerama

indefinable, incoherent and intriguing, sometimes intoxicated and usually insomniac ramblings

Friday, July 01, 2005

I have Internet access again. Finally. Have had way too many tearful conversations with customer service personnel in the past two months. Move is completed and I am happily ensconced in my hot little yellow room in my new apartment which is idyllic except for the fact that roommates are not as vigilant about door-locking as I am and girlfriend of one of my roommates tends to share a little too much. I'm not anti-sharing, but everything in moderation, right?

Am also rehearsing for production of Hamlet, which goes up in August. I get to say, "Something is rotten in the state of Denmark". I really couldn't ask for any more out of life.
Although the theater is hotter than hell and last night we were rehearsing the opening scene which takes place in bitter cold and I was standing backstage with a group of fellow thespians, sweat pouring down our faces as we jumped around shivering and saying things like,"God, it must have dropped thirty degrees" and "I'd give anything for a hot toddy" and I thought to myself....this is distinctly weird.