Saturday, May 15, 2010

Hatred and Psychic Abilities

It's amazing what you value in your friends.

I have been playing with fire. It's *awesome*. Take the next opportunity to do something your mother told you not to. Seriously. Make this a goal for the week.

Mental

SteveO hates me. This makes me cheerful as he and I collectively hate these people. I mean, seriously; how good to you have to be? It's offensive.

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Liz is psychic. Or we are psychic together. One of the two. We half decided not to bother talking in the future as it seemed somewhat redundant, but any opportunity for affirmation is a good opportunity.

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It has been busy since my last post. There has been a play; A Madman Sings to the Mood by Mark Thompson. I played the part of Frank, a 'PR Man' and total and utter prick. Serious fun. And seriously unmitigated character. It's always way better playing the baddies.

Mr Thompson is the artistic director of the Lyceum Theatre Company in Edinburgh and he was kind enough to come see us. Also hung out a bit after the play and bought us some champagne. He professed to be pleased with the performance which was flattering and pleasing. Also pleasing was the positive reaction from m'pals and colleagues who were all supportive enough to come along. Always a bit nervous about asking people to come along, as it might suck / they might hate it and they've given up not only their time but their hard-earned to be there. Everyone very positive, though, and I have several friends - even the untelepathic ones - who have *no* problems with honesty. i.e. if it had sucked, they'd have said so.

Overwhelmingly positive experience, rehearsal and performance. Co-actors were very professional in their outlook and ability, as was director and the company, Arkle, is very well managed. Have auditioned for A Midsummer Night's Dream, as Puck, for the Festival, but not finding out about that for a couple of weeks.

Have always always always wanted to play the part, but have two mitigating circumstances. One - I already have a holiday booked for the week of the performance. Oops. But have spoken to the friends (hi guys!) I am ostensibly going with and they are understanding the dream-partness of it all.

Secondly - have started my OU degree. Only one module to kick off with, but it's a serious investment of time. That + a play = who *really* needs sleep?

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Semper superne nitens!

C :)

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