Why do I feel like I never have anything to write here anymore? Politics is just too depressing (although the MoveOn Bakesale looks good). Work is going well, school is stressy, my cat is still sick and my boyfriend is recovering from his accident. Pretty much a steady state in all things.
The Doc got hit by a van while riding his bike Friday night. He's okay, generally, but broke both his wrists and big toe. I didn't find out until yesterday and went into major histrionics for a while, finally really calming down once I spoke with him at the hospital. He's being released in a couple of hours and will be recouping at his dad's for a while, but I feel so helpless being on the other side of the ocean.
I'm in another play. Wait, I never mentioned the last one.
Um okay, so I was in the Greek Chorus of Trojan Women performed at the Aggasiz Theatre at Harvard last month. It was a good experience, if a little frantic (only three weeks from page to stage). This time the is much more preparation time. I'll be playing Anfisa, the 80 year old nanny in Chekhov's The Three Sisters, also at Harvard, during Arts First weekend.
It's a small part, but I'm finding it interesting to try to bring my body and voice into age. So far I suck, but I think I'll get better as I go along (as has been happening even during the rehearsals)