Monday, June 30, 2008

Actually, I Could Be The Mole

Why is playing evil so much fun?

No, I didn't do anything evil. At least, not that I'm aware of. I just really miss the theater. UCI didn't have much in the way of musical theater, so I have felt deprived to say the least. I'll be auditioning for another musical next month though and I'm hoping it all works out somehow. Meanwhile, I remember watching The Mole years ago when it first premiered, thinking that it was one awesome show. I still remember the last guy standing and his confrontation with the Mole, and she walked out of this smoky tunnel with this trenchcoat and these tall boots, and I thought to myself, "Wow, that is so hot." Now, I'm attempting to watch it again (I figured, why not, since my muse The Bachelorette just ended and this just happened to be on next) and it just isn't drawing me in the way it used to. It's probably because I haven't watched it from the beginning, but then again "reality" tv isn't as engaging as it used to be. Even The Bachelorette is a bit dull now with all the tactics they're using on the show to make it seemingly more exciting for viewers.

I haven't written a new script in a while. I think I have something new to work on though (in addition to my other unfinished projects). I wish the film writing classes didn't last for eight hours a day, otherwise I'd definitely enroll. One day, I'll have enough time to do nothing that I'll finally be able to take that class.

Disneyland is still in the works too. I have the weekend set, now all we need is the hotel and for gas prices to drop dramatically in the next several weeks. And maybe more of a gender balance since so far it looks like I'm the only girl going for sure. How about The Mole LIVE at Disneyland? Hmmm, maybe not. Back to the drawing (writing?) board.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Throughtout today, I have pondered dreams I've had. I'm not talking about goals and aspirations, but dreams that appear when I'm asleep. In the past week or so, this one dream keeps reoccuring more often than every other day. Sometimes I take these things as a sign to come in the near future, but for all I know it could just be my subconscious going out of its way to show me what will never happen no matter how much I want it to. What's a girl to believe?

Oh well. It's probably just an outcome of all the sugar I consumed last night. And the singing. And the brief period of time I was nerdified?



But now is not the time to look back at these ridiculous subconscious thoughts. I need to get ready to go. To go to Disneyland? No, not yet. Maybe next time.