Holy mother of Thespis. My weekend was mind blowing. Let's recap, shall we?

Sleepover for The Fifth Sun at Meghan's rocked my LIFE. I haven't had that much fun in so long (okay....Lewis Black night). I get a joygasm just thinking about it. I just got this unbelievably corny sense of family that night. I will now forego any narrative structure. Watched Romero, ate milpa and guacamole, got notes, had the best massage of my life from Greg, and then had a massive orgy. We did some heavy duty bonding. Oh, the things we discovered about eachother. I have never been in such a sexual atmosphere in my life (I learned some really nasty terms). Okay, it was all just in fun, but it was crazy nonetheless. Told wicked sweet stories about dead cats, shooting lizards, putting pigeons in pockets......Tried vegetarian "meat". Went through all of Meghan's grade school pictures. She was wearing a cross in one of them, it was funny. We all stuffed eachother into Meghan's room (despite plenty of other available space) at around 4 a.m. to try and go to sleep. Yeah, that didn't happen. I was next to Greg and I could totally tell that he wanted a piece of my sweet ass, lol. "Woke up" at 8 for load-in back at the theatre. Funnily enough I wasn't tired at all.

Load-in. Heh. Despite not having gone to sleep, I had a rockin' time, and didn't drag ass all day. Worked in the costume shop most of the time making my Ahpuch costume. Man, it was so great. I got this huge creative rush. There were times when Kelly said "hey, make this" and I did. No instructions. I just took creative liscence and made executive decisions. I made a skull for my necklace out of nothing! I came up with ways to do things. It felt really good. And Greg and I orchestrated this grand dramatic relationship that's wicked sweet. I broke up with him 357 times.

And then there came the run through from Hell. I'm not exactly sure what happened. All of us just apparantly capitulated and turned to crap. For the most part. For my Colonel monologue I put my balls to the wall (so to speak). I pulled every sinister and creepy thought in my mind to the forefront, and it felt so good. There are some moments that you experience as an actor when everything just clicks into place and feels right. This was that for me. I became completely engulfed in what I was doing, and I felt amazing. But then the run was over, and we got the ass beating of our lives form Meghan. She wasn't as harsh as she could have been, but we still got hit.

Today at cue-to-cue, we stepped up to the plate, and freakin' ripped off our balls and hurled them at the wall. I'm so excited about this show. I haven't felt that in a while.

And Hell week continues.....................