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March 05, 2008
Tired (And a Little Drunk)
Long day. Rehearsal tonight. GodDAMN, it was fun.
There are not words for how much I love acting.
The rehearsal and the drunk are only temporally* connected, as in, I did the one, then I came home and did the other. I was *not* drunk at rehearsal. Just to make that clear. What I was was corsetted and full of joy. There is nothing greater than being an actor. Nothing compares to it. Nothing. Even when I'm a bundle of neuroses, embarking on a new character (in this instance, a character so new that nobody has ever played her before), I can't imagine anything more wonderful than this.
Any other career path I choose will be second best. Because there is no competing with the glory of this ridiculous, scary, wonderful process. How lucky am I that I figured out this is the thing that makes me happiest?
*I don't know why, but the word "temporally" made me think of this exchange from Douglas Adams' Life, the Universe & Everything.
'Eddies,' said Ford, 'in the space-time continuum.'
'Ah,' nodded Arthur, 'is he? Is he?' He pushed his hands into the pocket of his dressing gown and looked knowledgeably into the distance.
'What?' said Ford.
'Er, who,' said Arthur, 'is Eddy, then, exactly?'"
"'There!' said Ford, shooting out his arm. 'There, behind that sofa!'
Arthur looked. Much to his surprise, there was a velvet paisley- covered Chesterfield sofa in the field in front of them. He boggled intelligently at it. Shrewd questions sprang into his mind.
'Why,' he said, 'is there a sofa in that field?'
'I told you!' shouted Ford, leaping to his feet. 'Eddies in the space-time continuum!'
'And this is his sofa, is it?' asked Arthur, struggling to his feet and, he hoped, though not very optimistically, to his senses."
"Arthur felt happy. He was terribly pleased that the day was for once working out so much according to plan. Only twenty minutes ago he had decided he would go mad, and now he was already chasing a Chesterfield sofa across the fields of prehistoric Earth."
Posted by sally at March 5, 2008 11:16 PM
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