Jabber Wocky

I had a crappy show tonight so my blog post will be tainted by that, just to warn you. Plus, I am not feeling particularly like making logical sense out of what I have to say, so if you are in a Type A mood, you best log off.

I hate beige people. I'm a lot of things and, admittedly, not all of them are positive, but one thing I ain't is BEIGE. I worry that living here will turn me beige, but so far, I am safe. Beige people should all be taken to their beige rooms and get locked inside until they die a very beige death. How do you do it, beige people?? How do you live a life where you never get up and dance, you refuse to laugh out loud, your feelings are cut off and dried up and your face is so frozen from lack of expression that you look like some sort of suburban robot?? How, beige ladies, do you have a baby and then become totally uninterested and uninteresting? How, gentlemen, did you squeeze into that tight little box of boredom that you obviously hate since you spend your spare time sneaking off to lap up internet porn for excitement?? Beige, boring, and bland. It's like a goal for the masses. GOD ALMIGHTY.

Three more shows. Two tomorrow and I am so tired I can't imagine getting through them, although I know I will. I'm gonna miss this cast. What a great group of people. Kind, funny and definitely NOT beige! LOL. I don't know how I have felt artistically about the show, but I do know that I was blessed with a showcase and that having a cast that you get along with so well is worth its weight in gold.

Next, BC. Ahhhh, BC. Will I love being back? How could I not? But will it have the effect I assume it will where I will want to stay forever and never return home? Or will part of me suddenly see how much good is waiting for me back in Saskatchewan?

And do I want to do this Artist in Residence if it means that I have to live in rural Saskatchewan until the end of 2010?? I will be 34 by then!! Pretty sure the answer to that one is NOPE. So, what next then, Konkin, what next??

Sometimes I wish I could be someone else, living someone else's life. Sometimes, though, like this afternoon, all the pieces fit together perfectly and I am all at once satisfied. I have made a new friend in Stella - what a doll face! - and was lazing around her pool this afternoon. She is a woman who has had kids but has stayed a load of fun...the actress in her I guess. Her and her husband are the example of how to get married and have kids and live in Moose Jaw, but still say hip and hot. My husband was swimming by me, his eyelashes all wet from the water and other friends of ours were laughing their asses off at something dumb. It was hot out and I was tanning and life was good. Too bad that feeling doesn't seem to last very long these days.

I am dealing with my strange health issues by cutting out wheat/gluten from my diet. Treating it like symptoms for Celiac as per the suggestion of one of my cyber friends. So far, I am feeling 90% better and eating this way isn't even all that hard. I mean, It still allows you to eat rice chips and some chocolate, so it ain't totally a loss. Too bad eating this way couldn't make me as skinny as Kate Hudson. Ah well.

Should I do the Applause winter show??? Or should I take another break from the stage? Part of me feels ready to not perform for awhile again, but the other part of me is so networked into the job opportunities that I almost think it would be easier for me to just do the show thing. AND - another question - do I apply for jobs in Vancouver? If they are awesome jobs that I would love to have and in the location that my heart desires, should I do it when I know full well that my house and husband and life is here??

Or, how about this for a question...what is a good facial wash for taking off loads of makeup?

Still curious what everybody's bucket list would be....I've put out my answer, now it's your turn!

I've noticed something else, many of the leaders of my spiritual community (which for those of you that don't know is of the Science of Mind/New Thought/Metaphysical variety) are grumpy. Now, I find that strange considering the whole teaching and philosophy is about positive thinking and positive living. About living like the Dali Lama and making 'kindness your religion'. Does it not follow then that these people of all the people out there should be full of above average positivity?? If calling one of them to find out an answer to the question, shouldn't these people be wonderful to talk to, easy even? I don't know. Most of time they are sullen, bitchy and sound exhausted.

Perhaps trying to be a positive leader in the world tires you out to the point you want to punch people.

Perhaps I should just go and pour myself some more lemonade.