en el agotamiento

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Brian: Who told you I was here, Rosencrantz or Guildenstern? (Episode: 201)

Open to a dark room piled with books. This is the life of a grad student. Yes pouring over thousand of pieces of literature and information in the attempt to get a nice little MA degree. Yeah! I am so happy!

Box that lie and sell it on ebay.

I feel so behind. I have so much to do. Procrastination sucks. Okay, being just plain busy sucks.

To my dear Babs, we need to get away. I miss talking to you everyday. I haven't heard your voice in so long.

Box a tear and send it to her.

I have been writing in chopped blocks so much right now. And I have to finish up this script soon. I have an amazing new scene being constructed in my head. Should be putting that down on paper right now, but will have to wait for a second. It starts with the line from Prufrock

And the evening sleeps so peacefully...

I think Michel knows the women that G talks with and they talk to him. Maybe. Haven't decided. But I am 2 scenes ahead of myself. Not that I have written it in order, or maybe I did. Check out the order soon. Give a copy to a friend, a critic and finally to myself...no sleep...coffee after coffee. And yes I have measured out my life in coffee spoons and I do hear the voices dying with a dying fall and HAVE presumed...

I have been giving thought to what is worth it the last few days. What is worth my time?

Spent time with good friends the other night, with Juanita and Lucia what a great time, but of course Lucia has to look up my birthday and tell me about myself. I am so textbook when I read horoscopes and such. It sucks. That's my American phrase today. It sucks, okay backspace the negativity. I didn't take time to create my day. I also didn't get to run. I feel crazy. Maybe when I get in tonight I will have time. But I need to study lines, get my orals ready, and write some papers. boo... oh well,

cheers guys,

L

funcionamiento en vacío

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Ted: Crunchy granola? Are you girls trying to convert me? (Episode: 402)


Scene opens in darkness...

a light shines on the stage and gives it form...

I will learn how to create my day as well if not better than my plays...

great I'm doing poetry again...

Jump out of bed and put on a marshmellow outfit to run. I am trying to do it for 40 days. Keep the Turkey day pounds off, Christmas pounds off and to sound more enlightened...on the jog I stop thinking... only the huffs ring in my ears...

It is an iteresting sensation going on a run. Low in breath, so you breath in so much your lungs fill with oxygen and send blood to the brain. Euforia, adrinaline and a general state of high settles.

I run out of breath quickly...thoughts flood me again, why am I still a smoker, asthma sucks, and I start to walk.

Thoughts of things I need to do, creations for the day run into my head...I leave the area I am walking in and travel through my brain...does this make me sound smart, am I deep...wait backspace, that is what I am thinking now. I finish my walk and go to deposit in my account. I am getting low. Need more cash...

I stop by the 99 peso store to grab something, it's closed, nothing in the fabric shop next to it, I decide to take a walk to a store next door and look around for a bit.

I try the door, no one there, only a few minutes till they open I start to wait and hear a friendly voice. Valencia is there.

"36, you told someone I was 36!" I said as I hugged her neck. We talked in her car as we waited to go inside. Inside the store we found nothing but friendship and reconnection. We exchanged numbers again and will start work soon.

Fly to school. I have no time and forget 3 things before leaving. I don't have my lines down as well as I want to. Damn.

Onto work, am met with a sad story. Need to help, don't know how. Hope it is well with you if this screen can connect to you...hug...

I see my co-worker come in and I want to grab a break so I can eat. He runs out. Not in the literal sense, he just left for an errand. What a day.

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Ben: Are you okay?
Michael: I don't know. I just can't seem to settle down, you know? Too much excitement, I guess.
Ben: Ah. Has been pretty eventful.
Michael: No shit. My head is spinning. The Ride and the baby and the wedding.
Ben: Can you believe we're really married?
Michael: Are we? Really?
Ben: Of course we are.
Michael: But we don't live in Canada. We live here. So, is it still real?
Ben: Let me ask you a question. Even if it was real for just a day, was it worth it?
Michael: So worth it. (Episode: 414)
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In recent events Texas has just banned gay marriage...again...

Change subject quickly as to avoid hostel situation...

I am recently living in a haze. I have finally come to a place in theatre where I am extremely happy. I am very excited about Romeo and Juliet. I am the fight choreographer and playing Mercutio. The guys have been working hard and learning the choreography...I am in hog heaven...

haze lifts for a moment and I realize how tired I am. I look at my school and begin to realize this might not be the place for me...knowing I have only a year left leaves me happy and I think of the life I will have soon...

Destination unknown...

Along with the many million Americans I have become entranced with Lost. I have connected with it and getting on a plane will never be the same. I will always have to think, will I survive and in what state?

Page break and pause to think of something else witty to say...

I feel my life coming to a slow drag these days. I am tired of being the sweet little person everyone loves, but I still long to be that person. I am torn inside. Part of me is very glad Seussical is over. Backspace line should read I am very glad Seussical is over. pause, mind shifts to a post mortem for the show that is happening tonight. I can't be there... Another rehearsal conflicts. But I really need to be there. I also should be typing up a letter of why I am not there and what I want to say. I still have a bitter taste in my mouth about that show. I don't like to be a diva bitch, but if I am forced to play that role I will. I did act first.

Realization that I am beating a dead horse and not wanting to complain...

Attention again to R&J, and I remember all I have to do tonight. I want to take a nap.

Work is almost over...I feel like Ted from Queer as Folk when at work...I walk around like I am dead inside...Its because I am...

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