I would first of all like to publicly thank the new neighbor in C1, who decided NOT to password protect their wireless signal.
…Those two days where I was kinda pissed from all the stomping around and nailing things at all hours, that they did? I’m totally over it now. And I’ll try my best not to watch weird circus porn (apparently it exists, you guys, and I just found out about it)…or steal too many torrent downloads while on their network. Because even through I am a Pirate, we still have “codes of honor” and things. And the first one is that Pirates don’t “accidentally” crash other people’s systems while pirating from them. Because that’s just rude. Although, it’s entirely possible that since my Android pad is really a “phone,” they don’t even know I’m ripping signal from them anyway…due to Ice Cream Sandwich being way more awesome and stealthy than a Windows platform. Or whatever the hell Mac runs on.
…Which basically makes me kind of a Pirate Ninja, really.
Tell me I didn’t just get cooler right now. Go ahead. Tell me.
…So thanks, C1 for the free juice. Maybe my hotspot will quit maxing out now, and I can watch Netflix streams until my eyes pop out.
Anything is possible, friends.
In Other News: It is time to start making out with m’script. The joy of highlighting (orange, thank you) has already commenced. I’ve done a couple skim-throughs, and tonight I start hashing it up with notes…till it roughly resembles a road map used by someone in a foreign country, who really really likes to make liner notes. Tomorrow: begins the memorizing.
…Fuck how I hate it so.
…It’s a Shakespeare, btw. “Twelfth Night.” I’ll be the saucy wench-cuz, Maria. (Of course.) And where that isn’t exactly a far stretch in character range for me, (no!) I haven’t done a Shakes in like eight or nine years now…so gettin’ back into the flow of things will give me something to push against and reach for.
Fun role and one of m’favorite shows in the cannon.
…This, more than any of the others, really balances out into a true “ensemble” cast of complete, rounded characters. Everyone gets to play at all levels and have their day. And it’s one of the very few wherein the strong female central role doesn’t have to pay for her power, out the ass, sometime later.
(…Hello, Lady Mackers, and Kate and Gertrude et al…I’m talkin’ ’bout YOU.)
…Our leading lady is “M” (of “Agatha Christie In Spandex” fame), just in case you were wondering. So that’ll only be an effing hoot-and-a-half. Should get quite a few people’s butts in the seats, too.
I know mine would be, if it weren’t already busy on stage at the time.
…I can only imagine the kinda blogs I’ll get outta this one. A lot of the cast are old friends, but there is a large rush of new blood in the ranks as well. So we’ll have the freak-troops of olde, intermingling with first timers to infuse gobs of energy. Plus, it’ll be the first time I’ve set foot on that particular stage since last December…when I was doing that little singing, drinking, dancing, crying and dieing, ditty..throughout the Holiday season.
…So this’ll be a little different, then…pretty much all ’round.
I say thee, ye!
…And with that, I’m off to steal signals, search the webs, and scribble in study. Like the good little Pirate-Wench-Ninja, that I am.
Cheers!
~D
