(insert heavy sigh here)
Wow. You know, I knew yesterday was going pretty bad, but it only got worse.
We got the phone call. We aren’t going to Aspen.
Let’s see how I handled this last year…
Great. Good to know that it’s not exactly the same, I mean, at least this time I have a different job. I have quite a few jobs, really.
I could give you all of the reasons they gave us, but they really don’t mean anything because they aren’t the real reason. The real reason is they only liked the two people they picked to go this year. Any excuse could easily be the same excuse they’d give as to why they liked us. It boils down to what they want. This year, just like last year, it was almost us but not quite.
my tummy and my head
Matt Sadler, of Natch fame, won last night’s Open Audition for Aspen. He’s going to Los Angeles next month to compete in another finalist round. How cool is that?
why i might get killed backstage
Sorry about the past couple of days. My computer access has been limited. To make it up to you, I offer a brand new Get Real Wrap on MightyBigTV.
So tonight begins the weekend of comedy auditions. Tonight we do our sketch show for an HBO representative. I will spend all night long in a bar with six other troupes. We will start at seven, and it won’t stop until the last troupe does their forty minutes. It’s gonna be a long night.
it’s almost over
As much as I’ve been complaining about how busy I am, I’m really sad that Polaroid Stories is ending tomorrow. We’ve joked about how we haven’t done this much rehearsal for a show since competitive high school theatre, where you had 35 minutes to put up a show, run it and strike it, and you were up against other high schools in your state. We were rehearsing over thirty hours a week. When we first got there, only some of us knew each other, and we stayed pretty quiet. Within a week, we were hanging out and laughing like we’d known each other all along. And the hardest part about ending a show is knowing that some of those people you probably won’t see again very often. The only reason you met was because you both were in this show. Otherwise your lives don’t ever cross.
my lamest entry ever.
The show went well. It did. I had fun.
I have been very busy today and only have time to tell you this:
For a real entry, go to my Mighty Big TV entry on “Get Real.” That took five hours of my life, so it feels like an entry.
I’ll be back tomorrow. Sorry it’s such a crazy week.
I am nervous about my show tonight.
Quite nervous, actually. I haven’t done the one person show in a while. To see what’s going on in the comedy community, check out the Monks’ page.
I miss my boyfriend.
I miss sleeping.
I miss television.
I miss doing nothing.
I miss my boyfriend.
I really miss my boyfriend.
it’s all over
Friday morning I was completely asleep at ten twenty when there was a loud knocking on my door. Oh, shit. The cable guy. If I don’t get it now and he leaves, I’m screwed.
I bolted out of bed and ran across the apartment. “I’m coming! Hold on!” I shouted at the door. I ran back all the way to my bedroom again where I threw on some pants and a bra. I bolted again to the front of the house and opened the door.
And then this wave of pain and nausea just ran right over me. A migraine pinched me in the eye and my stomach dropped into my knees. I had been hit with a hangover.
“Rough night?” asked the cable guy.
“Just do the cable.”
another weekend to remember
I made it.
I made it to Monday.
freaking out over opening night
Opening night tonight.
Too nervous to do any typing.
one upping the one person show
Oh, I’m sleepy. It’s been a long week, but I’ve only been at work for three days.
We tech the show tonight. This means for the first time ever people will see this show that aren’t Eric or the cats. I’m a little nervous, but I’m sure Ray, Chuy and Matt will be a good crowd. My hope is that if it really isn’t good one of them will come up to me and say, “Look, I really think you should just pretend that you came down with an illness or something and back out of this thing. Really. For your sake, for my sake… for everyone’s sake, really.”
But I’m sure that won’t happen.