Monday, September 29, 2003
oh, man. i hope i didn't just mess up really big. i always think i want to know, but i am, you know, i'm, howyousay, *wrong.
anyway. yesterday was Big Audition, and ferocious-am-i was severly daunted. just because no one flopped like a ecstatic trout over my rendition of phebe from _as you like it_. the response was perfectly not mean, but no one hoorayed and i felt dismissed. i probalby was. it's not something for tears, though, and i directed the monkey into a diner for a chocolate milkshake i couldn't even finish. and then i cried some. shitty, shitty, shitty.
flesh has got to be tougher than this. it simply won't do. please send rhino hide.
today's discovery only slightly responsible, i wonder: am i kind enough?
moreover, we all know that tom robbins big mystery isn't solved yet. who can make love stay?
the idea of losing makes me want to vomit for a thousand years.
anyway. yesterday was Big Audition, and ferocious-am-i was severly daunted. just because no one flopped like a ecstatic trout over my rendition of phebe from _as you like it_. the response was perfectly not mean, but no one hoorayed and i felt dismissed. i probalby was. it's not something for tears, though, and i directed the monkey into a diner for a chocolate milkshake i couldn't even finish. and then i cried some. shitty, shitty, shitty.
flesh has got to be tougher than this. it simply won't do. please send rhino hide.
today's discovery only slightly responsible, i wonder: am i kind enough?
moreover, we all know that tom robbins big mystery isn't solved yet. who can make love stay?
the idea of losing makes me want to vomit for a thousand years.
