Wednesday, October 6th:
So I did my monologue in front of the acting class in a preliminary sort of fashion today. And my goddamn leg was going all haywire. Vibrating like crazy, just like when I did my ‘make the class laugh or be offended’ exercise. I guess it’s a nervous twitch or something like that, but the kicker is that I’ve been on stage in a bunch of plays, auditioned for said plays in front of inquisitive strangers, done public speaking, was on the radio for a bit last week, called strangers as a telemarketer, been in other drama classes… and my goddamn leg never twitched then! So why now? Fine time to develop stage fright. Furthermore, I wasn’t even nervous or frightened at the time. As far as I could tell I was comfortable and confident, the only thing that made me a little crazy was when the legs started to twitch I was shifting my weight weird ways trying to get it to stop. So that was stupid, and it will probably happen when I perform my monologue on Friday for marks, but I guess the key is to not let it bother me and then maybe it won’t happen again, or something. I dunno. Maybe I should take up yoga. Got some good feedback about where to go with the monologue, it’s hard to concentrate on actions and expressions if your legs have minds of their own, though.
Last night I played a bit of intramural soccer with Ian and some of his friends who have a team set up. We won! That was good. I was about the only one there without shin-guards, soccer shoes, and shorts. I was definitely the only one who hadn’t been in anything resembling a soccer game since elementary school. So I was fairly outclassed. But luckily I only touched the ball twice, only once with negative results, and neither time proved particularly disastrous. Now my legs are pretty sore. Maybe there’s a connection there. Anyway, I miss the good old days soccer. It would be nice to play sometime with people who also suck brutally.
Radio station On-Air training was today. It wasn’t particularly outstanding, but informative. Just another step in the long trudge to achieving my dream. I look forward to having access to that huge room with more than thirty thousand CDs.
In creative writing class, I had a nice little eureka moment about my project.. in the form of realizing that disconnected vignettes aren’t all they’re made out to be, and it would be much more amusing if all the horrible bad things happened to one person over the course of the night, instead of many. And what the hell, since the creative writing class is all getting a chance to critique it and make suggestions, I might as well give y’all that same chance.
I’m back in London for Thanksgiving this weekend. I’ll be seeing Explosions in the Sky a day later in Toronto instead of Sunday in Hamilton at a reportedly sub par venue. More complication and expense as far as travel is concerned, but it’s worth it to get some homecooked Thanksgiving feasting and see ye olde family. Speaking of travelling and expenses, I randomly discovered that R.E.M. is playing in, of all places, London Ontario on their next tour. This excited Kevin, and for some reason there were 5th row tickets left, which are no longer left. Wink wink. Nudge Nudge. Unfortunately the show is on a Tuesday evening, which is particularly inconvenient. But this might be my last chance to see this, one of my favourite bands. So we shall see what we shall see.
Oh yeah, and my phone finally, actually, honest to god really works. Same 5283368 business it was always supposed to be. And with that, my rambling endeth.