A Tough Day

I thought that being busier would make me feel less lonely.

It hasn’t.

Stupid Sappy Love Songs

Also, remind me to publish a blog ranting about stupid sappy love songs. Been there, done that. No thanks. What got me off on this kick is the Millie auditions and listening to those stupid sappy love songs that all the characters sing. I mean, come on, people! Get a grip! What would popular entertainment be without playing on the adolescent hormonal thing we think is love but is really lust? Oh yeah, that’s right: better.

Call me jaded. That’s only because I’m a romantic. Or at least was. Until I hear all these folks singing about their happy endings. Yeah right. Show me.

An Open (and Shut?) Letter

To the crazy lady who thinks she can waltz into and out of my life at her own discretion:

You have to give a little to get a little. I don’t have time to play games. I understand you’re busy, but so am I. We all make time for what is important to us. So I understand where I am with you. Not by your words but by your (in)actions. I hope you can learn this as you grow on your journey.

Best of luck to you. Maybe I’ll be able to help you.

in absentia, continuamus sine

I have not been updating my blog lately because I’ve been busy. It’s a good busy. But it doesn’t leave much time for profound thoughts or whimsical observances. I have to prioritize, you know? Making money, paying taxes, eating, sleeping, memorizing lines. These things all take priority over … this.

That reminds me: I Hate Hamlet is coming up soon. Get yer tickets now! Or later. Just come see the show. It will be fun.

Also, I’m going to be tapping my little heart out in Thoroughly Modern Millie soon thereafter. I must be crazy to be rehearsing two shows at once.

The Ides of February

In my quest for the meaning of life…

…I’ve learned valentine’s day isn’t it.