3:10 p.m. - 2007-05-23
more roadtrips--college style
it's been a week. I should write something. I'm going to my favorite drinking haven to hang with Sandy and CrushBoy. It promises to be an interesting time. Much emotional wierdness could ensue. I'm tempted to worry. But the name of the game is to resist temptation, so... everything will be fine.
I am driving down with my young female costar. Lani is almost exactly 15 years my junior, two inches shorter, a brunette who "can't dance," and a theatre major. It's the strangest case of typecasting I've ever fallen victim to.
She and I get along fabulously--she can follow my jokes! A rare trait in people, I've found.... Anyhoo, Lani is going to stay at her apartment and visit with her boyfriend who lives and works near Haven. Which means we have a three to four hour drive in which to learn all our lines for the play. Which opens next weekend. No, no panic here.... Why would I panic?
It's almost like being back in school--jumping in my car with a fellow theatre major and driving many miles to go see some guys with every intention of working on lines throughout the drive. Hopefully I've matured enough since then to actually follow through.... I'm so psyched for this trip!! Yes, yes I am demented. Thanks for noticing.
