The Senator stands in front of me. He is an older man, not elderly, but old enough to have iron-grey hair. He wears a blue suit. We're talking, perhaps debating, but the tone is generally friendly and non-confrontational ( Read more... )

A little over a year ago, I posted an entry about how I couldn't dance at auditions.

About two weeks ago, I started rehearsing a show for which, during callbacks, I danced through one combination, made it past a cut, and danced another combination.

Progress.

I've been thinking in dance today.

Strange.

I've been thinking, as well.

Stranger.

I thought I was on solid ground, but it turned out to be quicksand.

I don't know what to do with this...

"Shortbus" is an incredible work of art. I suggest that you all watch it.

It's another film of John Cameron Mitchell's, who first captivated me with "Hedwig and the Angry Inch," another epically amazing film. Both deserve to be watched many, many times.

Seriously though. Watch "Shortbus."

I want to lock myself in a big library for a month, taking that time to read, listen to music, and watch movies.

Anyone want to sponsor me?

"You're kind of like a puppy," she said. I looked up, cocking my head ever so slightly to the right ( Read more... )

So I got cast as a swing. Which is not what I wanted, obviously, but it's gonna be really cool and a great learning experience to be covering six roles.

And hopefully I can get a show as one of them!

Tonight I went to a callback for another show, and I felt like I was in high school again.

Worst feeling ever, that.

Daria makes everything better.