huh? what?

[bluecastle]

I am unsettled. I am unsure of why I am unsettled. Is it hormones? Is it sitting through rehearsals and feeling the emotions the actress should be feeling, but isn’t? (fucking empathy does it to me every time). Is it three day weekends? Is it that THEY ARE COMING (and I won’t be home) (and I wanna know the bad stuff… but I don’t… but I do… ) (wow, it’s like a bad D/s fic. make me love the good kind of pain, huh. pretty please…)

So angst. mystery angst? Or just the usual amounts? Depressed by odd conversations about nine volt batteries outside my office door?

O Hai. This is me not making any sense. K? Thx.

Actually, in terms of Torchwood, all I really want to know is who is alive at the end of the day/week. Cause if we have any major character(s) deaths I am going to need therapy before my DVD’s arrive. Otherwise I’ll be sitting here alone in Central PA crying and looking for a support group for fictive deaths!!

11 Days till THE SHOW ABOUT DEATH opens. (I’m sensing a theme. Are you?) It’s now a one act. So once we get the audience in there, they’re TRAPPED. Insert evil laughter here… :0) The dress has arrived. Must now be tailored. The LD showed up just at the END of our run yesterday, be he is coming back tonight. We saw some actual emotion yesterday, so have hopes for MOAR. Having put a tick mark on the box next to “sad” maybe we can progress towards “angry soul-sucking despair.” Yeah. we’re totally never getting there.

I have written excellent gossip for the town gossip ladies who wander by at one point. Double chin jokes are always good for a laugh. Made the director laugh, so that’s a plus. All part of my evil plot to write myself into any show I stage manage. You’d be surprised at how often I can make that work for me! It’s like that stray cat that noses around long enough until you let her in your house. I’m just sneaky that way.

Off to throw the “Duchess of Duke Street” DVD’s back in the mail to Netflix. Imagine Madame Pomfrey as Romana’s mom. LOL. All that red hair!! And those accents. Yahr.

If anyone figures out how to send a pop tart over the internetz, let me know. I’m starving!

Comments

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

YOU NEED TO DLD THE EPS. AND THEN CRY WITH ME ON CHAT. WE ARE IN THE SAME TIME ZONE.

We should srsly meet sometime and squee about TW. Tip some cows or something. I'm a good cow tipper.

[valancy-joy.livejournal.com]

a kind ersatz Ianto has offered to let me in on DLD links. so there may be crying and drinking and squeeing and the like. depending on my technical ability, the fact that my computer is SLOW and that I'm tied up in rehearsalage every night...

but hell yeah on meet and squee at some point.

shit. They must be coming. All our power just went out. Can 'splosions be far behind?!

[amand-r.livejournal.com]

I don't have a connection. I should get me a connection.

Holy crap HIDE UNDER THE BED.

[valancy-joy.livejournal.com]

HIDING!!