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bluecastleGah. I'm behind. On like everything. After the car woes that turned out to be stupid and two days lost to headache pain this week I am rather fractured in the brain this morning.
Got a meme to do ... will do. When I have time to think.
Have rehearsal tonight (sometime. not sure when yet!) for the thing I'm doing tomorrow for the local Irish Movie/Music Festival. Hopefully I can find an appropriate accent by osmosis before then. Admittedly my Irish is one of my better accents but when you're an American, playing an Irishman (MAN actually, although NOT), with "Yankee" "posh" overtones ... it's a bit like the Victor Victoria of accents. On the whole I'm not all that fussed. It's 20 minutes of a reading from Brian Friel's "Molly Sweeney." We'll do it, and then maybe we'll get some free Guinness out of the deal. (probably not, but one can hope!).
It's not an especially uplifting piece, but it's pretty profound in talking about what we see, what we THINK we see, and what we TELL OURSELVES we see. Deep.
Oh! OK, so I complain about my co-workers all the time, which I generally feel bad about as I'm not that bitchy person I think I sound like. BUT. Here have an example of why I object to their BIZARRENESS.
I was getting ready to leave yesterday and I bumped into the annoying phlegmmy coworker from the front desk and he said Hi! and I said Hi! back and he said "We never see you. You always hide in your office like a troll under a bridge."
Um. WTH. How am I supposed to respond to that???? I was all o.0 and a made some ha ha ha response and went on my way. But. TROLL. Really? Seems to me that shy = stuck up reputation I got in high school never really goes away...
(hello. let me show you my buttons! :)
Anyway... Back to work. I have a stack of Wiseman documentary staring me in the face, and won't THAT make a fun Friday?????
Got a meme to do ... will do. When I have time to think.
Have rehearsal tonight (sometime. not sure when yet!) for the thing I'm doing tomorrow for the local Irish Movie/Music Festival. Hopefully I can find an appropriate accent by osmosis before then. Admittedly my Irish is one of my better accents but when you're an American, playing an Irishman (MAN actually, although NOT), with "Yankee" "posh" overtones ... it's a bit like the Victor Victoria of accents. On the whole I'm not all that fussed. It's 20 minutes of a reading from Brian Friel's "Molly Sweeney." We'll do it, and then maybe we'll get some free Guinness out of the deal. (probably not, but one can hope!).
It's not an especially uplifting piece, but it's pretty profound in talking about what we see, what we THINK we see, and what we TELL OURSELVES we see. Deep.
Oh! OK, so I complain about my co-workers all the time, which I generally feel bad about as I'm not that bitchy person I think I sound like. BUT. Here have an example of why I object to their BIZARRENESS.
I was getting ready to leave yesterday and I bumped into the annoying phlegmmy coworker from the front desk and he said Hi! and I said Hi! back and he said "We never see you. You always hide in your office like a troll under a bridge."
Um. WTH. How am I supposed to respond to that???? I was all o.0 and a made some ha ha ha response and went on my way. But. TROLL. Really? Seems to me that shy = stuck up reputation I got in high school never really goes away...
(hello. let me show you my buttons! :)
Anyway... Back to work. I have a stack of Wiseman documentary staring me in the face, and won't THAT make a fun Friday?????
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