Found out today that Grandpa was officially diagnosed with Alzheimer's. I knew it was coming, but still I can't believe it. He's a man of steel. Hadn't been to a doctor since 1946 when he left the Marines. Never took so much as an Aspirin his entire life. No lie. God. Poor Grandpa. All I can do is keep writing letters to him for as long as ( Read more... )

Come on UPS, where's my fucking guitar???

NEWS:

I'm playing Marguerite in Dearly Departed. (The irony kills me.)

The new website is up: www.bstreettheatre.org

All of you still in school, know this--you will forget everything almost as soon as you leave, at which point you will realize it was almost all for nothing. Except for whatever insight you can convince yourself that you've gained from it. The end.

I'm stuck at home with a stomach flu or some kind of pukey shit that I've had for 3 days. I've missed 2 1/2 days of work, and I can't help but feel that everyone resents me for it. Of course they say "No! Erika! You can't help it if you're sick!" But I know that at work, they're thinking that I'm just chilling at home having a great time sitting ( Read more... )

So, I had to say goodbye to Craig today. It was pretty sad. But he's gonna try to come back up from L.A. for one of our showcases. This is gonna suck. Working with and becoming close to these amazing people only to have to say goodbye to them at the end of each show's run. 9 weeks. Such a tease. You think it's such a long time when rehearsal ( Read more... )

No, it's okay, really. I think it's rather amusing to discover exactly who doesn't give a shit about where I am right now. Well, thanks for at least humoring me during college...the years that never really mattered in the first place anyway.

(Of course, if you really know me, you know this is just one of my periodic bitter moments.)

I'm still alive and kicking...I think. Worked three 16 1/2 hour days this week. God, it'll be so fucking worth it when I get my Equity card ( Read more... )

Lonely. Lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely.

Lonely.