Reboot Romeo

For the past week or so, I’ve been thinking about my lack of entries, and I couldn’t come up with a very good reason for why it’s happening.  Maybe I’m finally settling into the daily grind, which would explain my recent dearth of creativity and inability to write in other areas.  I pray it’s not that though.  But maybe, the writing part of my brain is just like an old car.  If you wanna keep it running, you just gotta go ahead and run the engine once in a while, even if it’s not going anywhere.  I said to myself that maybe my blogging need an evolutionary restart.  Perhaps if my writing went back to the every day happenings, “I did this today,” and “I did that,” like when I started this xanga, then maybe it would be enough to get me back to writing more consistently.

Worth a try, says I.  And off we go.

Sunday, Kris and I went to an audition for an Asian sketch comedy showcase by Projekt Newspeak.  It was probably one of the more fun auditions I’ve experienced, simply because there wasn’t the competitive tension that seems to permeate other auditions.  I remember one of the first auditions I ever had was for this educational theatre program with Kaiser Permanente.  Well, I guess the audition itself wasn’t so bad, but the callbacks… wow.  I remember all of us sitting in the waiting room saying absolutely nothing to each other.  It felt kinda lonely. Luckily Kris was there, so we were better off than the rest in that respect.  Even when someone decided to break the silence, I don’t remember ever experiencing something quite as fake as that next few minutes.  It was water cooler talk x10.

Anyway, we find out if they liked us after the 2nd round of auditions, which is in a couple of weeks.  You will be kept posted.

Monday was monday.  I played a lot of WoW, which seems to be the norm these days.

Tuesday is rehearsal day, hands down, the best day of the week.  It’s so partially because I actually see people other than the co-workers, partially cuz I see friends I haven’t seen in a week, and partially cuz, shit, it’s improv.

I think now that’s there’s no other way to go.  It’s not even a question of whether or not I should keep doing this acting type stuff.  It’s just that I have to.  It’s what I do.  It’s the only area in life that I’m confident to acknowledge that I’ve got some kind of gift, albeit small.  Even then, I hope that one day I don’t find this confidence misplaced.

Shit, I’m rushing myself… writing this entry that is.  I’m gonna end this one here.

I’ll pick it up tommorrow.

Really.