Happy Friday/Halloween!
Rehearsals have been going superwell. Having lots of fun, learning tons. Halloween party is tonight. I'm going as Audrey Hepburn a la "Breakfast at Tiffany's". It's going to be great. Not much has gone on this week. Had a meeting with Disney people about a job, and they said I'd have to take a semester off of school.....yeah......I'm thinkin' no. There goes that. I've been worrying about "Fiddler", which is really weird. Dude, it's not even my show, and I'm nervous about it. The fact that I've been reading all sorts of crazy xangas about the subject hasn't helped, either. I'm sensing casting contreversy? I dunno. I need more info.

A few people have been asking me where all my quotes come from. I've started citing who they're from, but I think it's more fun when people have to guess. Most of them are from either the "Harry Potter" series, or from the play "Picasso at the Lapin Agile". Anyway, yeah. Nothing terrible life-altering going on at the moment. Audrey got over the virus that she had, which is awesome. She was pretty bad for a while there, but now she's superdeeduper! That's all for now.

"Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain."

I think I had a revelation. I know, holy crap.

Okay, I was thinking about being a theatre major and what I'm going to do when I get out of school. I've always said that my dream job would be being a character in Disneyworld. What people don't get is, I'm not kidding; I think it would be so great. I never really considered going off to LA/NY and trying to Julia Roberts-ify myself, it just never occurred to me, it was never something that I wanted. I always thought that if I tried acting professionally, I would go for the stage. But I guess I always thought that that would be way too......I dunno....unstable. Working at Disney (as silly as it may sound) was stable; grounded. It's still performing, to a certain extent, but w/o having to worry where I'll get my next paycheck. But then I got to thinking. If I did work there, how long would it last, really? Let's say I get a job as Belle (I know, no one saw that coming). I'd do it for maybe 5 years before I'd be too old, right? What would I do then? Then I thought some more. I thought: maybe I'll teach. Yeah, that would be supercool. Be like little Cummons. But then I'd never get to perform, I'd be teaching other people how, and I don't know if I could deal with that ( and I don't want to be like Peschel and cast myself in a show I'm directing just b/c I can). Then I got into the really deep stuff. In deciding to do these things, am I settling? I mean, none of these things really involves that much ambition. These jobs would be great, and I'd be perfectly content w/ them, but is contentment what I want? Is it enough for me to be content, or would I want something more? So many people that I know plan to go out and try and "make it", and I keep wondering if I'm selling myself short by not doing the same. I mean, I think that I have a small modicum of talent, but is it worth risking a stable life to try and make a living off of it? I love to what I do, and I can't see my life without it, but more than that, I don't know what I would do w/o it. Literally, it's all I've got. I can't see myself doing anything else, and I don't know if I'd be good at anything else, either. I guess what I'm trying to say through all of this rambling is that I've always known exactly what I want, and now I don't and it scares me. I dunno, maybe I should just scrap it all and become a nun.

"Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder 'Where have I gone wrong?' Then a voice says to me, 'This is going to take more than one night'." - Charlie Brown

I call today's entry: "99 ways to Hack Ashleigh Off."

Okay, it's always been this sort of unwritten law that you don't act for another actor. You don't give your 2 cents, you don't meddle, you don't critcize another actor's performance. You just don't. It's okay to give constructive criticism if it is sought after, but don't try and make an actor make different character choices just because you think it is right. Pushing your opinions on another actor's character interferes w/ what both the actor and the director are trying to develop. And, it really hacks Ashleigh off. So, yesterday after rehearsal, somebody (who will remain nameless) comes up to me and says, "You're playing you're prostitute way too modern; you need a more respectable air." Okay, first of all, has this person been paying attention to what Dr. Neilson said about concept? Our hookers are like '80s Go-Go dancers! That makes them kinda modern! And as far as the "respectable air" thing goes, I'm a FREAKIN' PROSTITUTE! How is that supposed to be respectable? I'm not playing Holly Golightly for cryin' out loud.

Moving on, the Yankees lost last night. Rats.

And finally, the thing that capped it all. Let me start by explaining my relationship with Steve, the boss-guy in Production (Pro) Lab. He's never liked me. He always looks at me like, "okay, stupid-actor girl, can you actually do anything useful in here?" He thinks I'm completely incompetent, and can't tell a srew-gun from a hack saw. Anyway. Today during Pro Lab, I'm gathering up leftover pieces of scrap wood, and happen to be standing near this huge foam-stucco falt for the show. Steve comes over to me and says, "where did that hole come from?" Apparently there is a whole in the flat. I have no clue, so I say, "I have no clue." And he gives me that look that says, "I think you did it, but I'm not going to say I think you did it." He then proceeds to make this big to-do about the whole thing, and tells me to go home. Whatever. He is really making me perturbed.

WTF of the day:
You know that Math in Society test that I took last week? The really heinous, gut wrenchingly put-me-in-a-come-even-thinking-about-it one? Yeah, I made an 82 on it. WTF?!?!

I think I have gotten .048265 hours of sleep in the past 3 days. Let's recap, shall we? Saturday night: up all night puking. No need for elaboration. Sunday night: I can't sleep b/c I've got this English quiz and a History test on Monday, so finally at 2 a.m. I resign myself to cracking open the books and studying some more. When I finally do fall asleep, some dorko calls the room and then hangs up. Calls again 20 minutes later, hangs up. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. 2 more times. I finally unplug the phone. Last night: Audrey get sick. Got this heinous flu-type bug, and is running a 372.09 degree fever, and feels miserable. On top of that, the people in the room above us decide that 12:30 a.m. is a good time to rearrange their furniture. WTF!!!!!! Then Audrey's alarm randomly goes off at 6:30. I have nothing else to say.

"Percy wouldn't recognize a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's tea cozy."

Okay, the Yankees lost last night, but that's okay, because they're totally kickin' butt right now. Anyway.
I stayed up until 2 last night b/c I was in the bathroom getting intimate with my friends Ralph and Hurl. I felt so crappy, and I don't know why, either. I just got randomly sick. Rats. Anyway, I slept in this morning, for the first time in ages. We're talking some serious 9:30 action, here. Still feel kinda bad. Barely studied for my History test, and only read 40 pages of the 90 that were assigned for English. I've been a major slacker this weekend. I'm thinking of cutting my hair. Short. Like Audrey Hepburn in "Roman Holiday" short. Suggestion of Kurzym's that keeps coming into my mind. Dunno.

"You're an idiot savant - and hold the savant."

Okay, so, I'm so insanely bored right now. Like, you have no idea. Audrey is out of town for the weekend, and Amber is in "Guernica", and I'm just too lazy to go and find everyone else. Poop. I was going to go and see "Guernica" tonight, but I heard from some girl at the UC (who I rcognized, but couldn't remember her name. I hate that. It makes me feel bad) said that the show was sold out. That hacks me off; Ollie watched it last night and said it was awesome.

Rehearsals are going well. It's kinda weird, though. The process, I mean. We go through each scene, and just block. Nelison tells us exactly how to move, where to move, and when to move - even down to hand gestures. I asked my friend Tori if that's just his style as a director, and she said that all the directors are that way. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. It's really effecient, and moves things along quickly (it's like: Wham, Bam, Thank you, Ma'am, and you're done.); which is good, 'cause we only have 5 weeks until first curtain. And it's especially good for this show, when all the sets are so intricate, and you defintely have to pay attention to where you're standing; and the fact that we have a cast with 30 people in it doesn't help, either. But at the same time, I feel a bit robbed of my ability to create (even though my part isn't that huge). I mean, there's still lots more ways that you can make a character your own, but it's just that I'm so used to coming upon the blocking as I develop the character; not having some one tell me where to go and then figuring out the reason for it later. I wonder if that's how it is real theatre. Probably. Ah, well. I'm still having a superfly time, though.

"And 'P shaped pie' has this naughty calypso rhythm to it: P shaped pie, P shaped pie, P shaped pie!"

And God said unto the stadium, "The Yankees shalt win." And the Yankees did win, and there was much rejoicing.

I only have two things to say: Woop Woop and Rats. The Marlins won last night (woop woop), but the Yankees lost (rats. you know what? I'll even go say far as to say rat bastard). Now, some people think that the Yankees have won the Series one time too many. All I have to say about that is: they're the FREAKIN' YANKEES!!!!! a million times isn't too many! But, if the Yankees do win, and they face Marlins in the Series.......we will either have a dead Teppie or Christy by the time the season is over.

Started blocking in rehearsals last night. I wrote a poem while waiting to go on:

A piece of paper is on my chair
A fleck of lint is in my hair
Dust particles are in the air
While I am at rehearsal.
Shakespeare was a funny guy
The cafeteria has good pie
Just found out I'm in the scene, so I gotta fly
Maybe I'll go home and eat some rye.
They call my "Grace" 'cause I trip a lot
I boil Ramen noodles in a pot
My dorm room is the opposite of hot
If I stole the crown jewels I would get caught
(and Yoko Ono should be shot)

Pure Genius.

"An 'F' shaped pie is just plain not funny."

Amber came over to my room and we found the coolest site ever. On bored.com, there is a link to a place where you can create your own band. It's so awesome. We did it 3 times. Our names were the Chop Suey Harveys, Rigormortis MASH, and Proscenium Jurassic (chosen by picking a word out of the dictionary, and flipping to a page of my "Movie Book of Answers"). Proscenium Jurassic was like Depeche Mode, Rogormortis MASH was a funky DJ club ecclectic sound, and the Chop Suey Harveys were just "staightup coolness", as Amber would say. Yeah. Hours of entertainment fun!

Happy Tuesday. Okay, let me start off by saying that I just got absolutely murdered by that Math test. I think I'm going to go take a shower and try to drown myself. Might as well just right "screwed" across my forehead. Anyway........

Yesterday's rehearsal was awesome. We talked more about the visual style of the show, and stuff. Apparently, Neilson is taking moments from movies ("Star Wars", "Indiana Jones", "Bride of Frankenstein", "Captain Blood", and much much more!), and basing the concepts on them. It's going to be so awesome. The sets are costumes are so different. The soldiers are going to carry everything from regular scabbards to ozzies. Superfly. Costume update: they made some major revisions. I'm no longer wearing "3 strategically placed pieces of leather", it's more of a Princess Jasmine in a gothic bondage film type thing........which still isn't that great, but it's a lot better that what it was before. Anywho......Found out I made a 90 on my new English paper. Superfly.

"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana." -Julius Henry "Groucho" Marx

Happy Monday. Rehearsals for "Pericles" have started. Dude, they're so awesome; we're watching "Star Wars" for background, how great is that? Got an 88 on an English paper, made a 96 on Play Analysis test, all in all a pretty good day for grades. Now I just have to study for Math in Society; man, as I'm so worried. I........man...I'm so worried. Anyway, my room mate Audrey and I lost the door decorating contest. Dude, that blows; ours was so awesome. The cafeteria had the pie again today. I exercised great willpower - only have i piece. I need to do laundrey. Haven't talked to my mom in like, over a week. I should probably do that, too. I shouldn't have gone home again this past weekend - I realized how much I really miss everyone. *tear*

"I though about moving to a land where there are no shutters.....and frankly, suicide."

Dude, this weekend was so great! Man, it was superfly wicked awesome. Went home again, saw a bunch of people from work - that rocked. I miss everyone so much. Didn't get to see Steven, though, that sucked. Stayed w/ CHRISGREENWOOD this weekend. That rocked. I had my first homecooked meal in ages (oddly enough, it was from Chris's mom and not mine); spaghetti, man, that was awesome - Chris's mom is superfly. Football party at Kyle's the next day. Got to see Kyle, Christy, Cristina, and lots of other people. We talked, watched UT get their butts handed to them by OU, and ate LOTS of candy corn. Saw "Picasso" again. It was so incredible. All of us sat on the front row and we laughed so hard; it's been awhile since I've seen aything that funny (Oh, wait, I saw the show last week, too!). Cast party at Suleiman's rocked my socks off. Talked w/ lots of people, watched Sulei, Teppie, and Gamel lip sync to "Survivor" by Destiny's Child. Good times. Had deep, philosophical coversation w/ Jared.......seriously. Well, not really, but we progressed beyond 15 minutes of "So...yeah...". Good times. Mattew Morelli still cracks me up. Sara took lots of awesome pictures, Kari looked pretty, Sarah booty-danced.....all in all, a great weekend. I need to finish a play analysis paper before rehearsal at 6. Rats. Suppose I should go go that. Blast.

"I thought 'what are shutters, anyway, and what would there natural color be?'. Then I realized, shutters don't occur in nature."

Dude, I am so bored right now. If I were any more bored, I would probably be dead. All of my friends are at classes, and I'm here. Blast . I could go down by the lobby and make new friends, but that would require too much work. Dude, man, I am so bored. There is no possible way to describe how bored I am. Math in Society class sucks, especially when you're bored. Man, I'm bored. Nevets could probably explain it best:Here let me put it in equation form. Me = X; my boredom level = Y1; my willingness to find a way to be un-bored = Y2; Math in Society = Y3; meeting new people in the lobby= Z; and Fun = BT (Boredom Terminated)
If Y2 <= Y3 then (( X * Y1) / 0) + Z = BT which is predetermined to be error or no boredom terminated, but if Y2 > Y3 then (( X * Y1) / Y2+Y3)) + Z = BT where Z is not a required variable
OK guys i just realized this equation is pure genious so it is copywrighted by the PBJT corp. (Peanut Butter Jelly Time Corp.) Which is strictly owned in part by Steven William Shepard.

Homage to Nevets Drapehs.

Dude, Seth and I just found this sight on Bored.com that has this computer named Oliver that talks to you. It was so awesome, we made it talk dirty. All Seth's idea, I promise. And we wrote a letter to Strongbad at homestarrunner.com asking him if he thought that Jesus would be a good sandwich.

Play analysis was easy. Started court dance in stage movement today. It was pretty fun, but man, people from the 1500s dance like they had sticks up their butts. Anyway, I don't have english today (conferences) and I should probably be studying for Math in Society, but that would be the smart thing to do. But, yeah. Seth said something very profound during luch today. "I think Jesus would be the greatest sandwich ever." I must say that I would have to agree. I did laundry today. I really needed to. I re-dyed my hair yesterday. Actually Amber re-dyed my hair. She did a pretty superfly job. I ruined a towel in the process, though. Rats. It was a good towel, too.

"Coconuts!........erm....."

Went home for the first time since I've been here. Dude, it was so great. I saw "Picasso at the Lapin Agile" at my old H.S. Yeah, it totally rocked my world. Seeing CHRISGREENWOOD!!!!! was awesome, and seeing everybody else was, too; I just thought that I'd give him preferencial treatment since he wrote in my "Shoutbox". Yeah, but I miss everyone so much. And I was completely blown away by the show. It totally imressed me the way everyone has stretched. Suleiman and Chris made me die laughing. Matt made me pee my pants (get it!). It was great. Especially Kari. Dude, she rocked my socks off. And, yeah. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I'm thinking about coming back next weekend. Maybe. Anyway, my cousin Adam is doing a lot better. He came down form San Marcos to see me. He came to eat with me and the cast after the show (he was really late, though. I waited for him and Tim outside for, like, an hour. Jared kept me company, though. Jared rocks my life). Adam is so superfly. I didn't have time to stop by the ol' AMC, though. It made me sad; I really wanted to see everyone. Rats. Maybe next time. Yeah. Anyway, better go. Got play analysis to study for.

" No pun achieved."

okay, I just tried to get one of those ShoutBox thingies, but I'm not sure if it worked. The damn page won't update fast enough..........

Happy Thursday. Stayed out until 12:30 lst night doing karaoke with Amber, Shawna, and Ollie. Dude, that was crazy. I wasn't going to sing, but I got lossoed into "Wake Me Up Before You Go, Go" by WHAM! It was surprisingly painless. We closed the night with "Bohemian Raphsody", superfly. My Math in Society class blows big ones. I should have just dropped it and taken it during the summer. I'm going home this weekend, woohoo. I'm really bores. Hey! My internet is working on my computer now! SUPERFLY!!!! That really makes me happy. Rehearsals for "Pericles" start next Sunday. I'm superpumped. Oh, yeah! I got AIM! It's SnowBelle739 .

"I believe Misters Fred and George Weasley are responsible for sending you a toilet seat."