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My last entry seems a little bit silly now, considering that, not only was the show amazing, but the very night I posted it.... my love life took an unexpected turn for the better and landed me in a pretty awesome place with a pretty awesome guy who is constantly surprising me. I don't even really need to say any more than that, since the only people who really read this are the people who know about Paul already anyway. But I'll tell you one thing.... it's been an exciting few weeks....
Also, this is what I look like in Vegas:
Hot stuff, am I right, people? And yes, that's a yard of vodka around my neck. City of dreams.... Awesome.
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It's probably good that I don't end up having more than one real day off a month....
It is only on those days that I can really give over to my depression.
The other 30 days, I put on a happy face for everyone. Even me.
My life is so good right now. I'm being stretched and worked creatively, I have so many good friends around the globe, and I am - for the first time as an adult - financially stable. I have so much that I'm looking forward to in the coming months - improv, writing, directing, another move, possible promotion, Vegas.... It makes me furious that I can still suffer from this.
And that I can spend all afternoon crying about something that is, in reality, a very small speed bump in my life's journey.
....You're breaking my heart.
Better get dressed. Another show tonight. Gotta make 'um laugh.
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As long as it's talking with you,
Talk of the weather will do.
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| So.... I just checked Xanga for the first time in weeks, and as it turns out, not only do I not care much about Xanga anymore.... apparently nobody else does either. (Though I DID enjoy catching up on updates from Annie's roadtrip and Jenn's Halloween bash in NYC.)
Some wonderful things have happened to me lately. And for the first time in years, maybe, I'm not afraid of having everything come crashing down around me. I feel solidly planted in a life that I am totally enjoying. If you don't know this feeling, I strongly recommend that you try it.
ALL GOOD THINGS HAPPEN :
-- My mid-October graduation from iO Chicago, after completing the yearlong program and 8 weeks of shows, left me in limbo for a few weeks, waiting to hear from the all-powerful Improv Gods who, from our graduating class, they would pick to continue performing there. 2 weeks ago, they picked me and 9 of my friends to form a whole new team that will begin playing regular shows there in about 6-8 weeks. I cannot accruately explain to you how flipping exciting this is for me. Less than a fifth of our graduating class gets this honor. And I'll be performing alongside some of my comedic heroes at the best improv theatre in the world. This is what I moved here for, so it's the best thing that's happened to me all year. Goal 1: COMPLETE.
-- My other team, The Belmont Transfer, has a bunch of shows together this month (4 in 1 week, the week of Thanksgiving). Performing with them is such a rush. We are such a strange mix of talents, that it blows my mind how wonderfully we meld together onstage. Some of the best fun I have in this town is with them. Plus, we have team t-shirts and a big photoshoot to look forward to soon!
-- My favorite improv team at iO, my friends, The Cook County Social Club, asked me recently to run lights/sound for their show every week. So every Tuesday, I get to be part of the gang of comedians I love and respect the most in this town. (Sometimes I can't remember whether I'm their friend, or a FanGirl, they're so good.)
-- In that vein, a lot of people have asked me lately to help them out with the fun projects they're working on. I performed with a group of people, a few weeks ago, where we did a whole improv show as a team of elderly people (photos of us in costume are avilable on Facebook). And this past Monday, I dressed as a Smurf (complete with blue face paint) and sang and danced in a friend's musical finale.
-- After recently finishing a run of Crook'd - a buddy cop comedy, put up at The Annoyance, which was, incidentally, the first show I've written that actually hit the stage (Again, fabulous photos available on Facebook), my friend Louie has commissioned me, on behalf of The Red Cross, to write a full-length murder mystery play for a benefit dinner they're having in March. My friend Elise and I are collaborating on this project and have begun work on a fantastically absurd script called, "Between ROCK and a Dead Place", about a murder that takes place at a rock concert. Did I mention that the Red Cross is paying us to do this? Yeah, I'm a paid writer now. No big.
-- For the past 2.5 months, I have had a full-time adult job, where I do basically nothing all day but sit online, Facebooking and gChatting, and get paid lots of money to answer phones and occasionally fax something. In return, I am given health and dental insurance along with a convenient 9-5 schedule that accomodates my creative lifestyle by freeing up my nights and weekends.
So basically, my life couldn't get any better unless I had a boyfriend. But let's face it, I wouldn't even really have time for him, so it's not a big deal. I have enough amazing friends here and in Grand Rapids, and in Ohio (and 1 in Denver!) to keep me occupied. Plus, my favorite brother's moving here in about a month and a half, so that will only add to the joy of this city!
I am so ungodly content right now. Busy.... tired.... but thrilled.
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Low point.
The best part of my day is the five words and the kiss on the cheek I got from Blaine.
Sometimes it doesn't take much.
Just someone who's glad to see you and sorry to see you go.
Staying busy helps (and Lord knows, there's plenty of that), but I'm still thinking about it.
And he's not coming back.
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