How are we all doing.
I know...I don't hardly write in this any more...
It's been a busy year.
This summer has been incredibly lovely though, seeing as though I haven't been doing a show.
After Norman Conquests closed, and Romeo and Juliet was postponed till December, I have had a nice little break since June.
That will all be over in August when we start rehearsals for Is He Dead?...which is our co-production with UNO.
Mark Twain farce.
90% of my lines are asides to the audience.
It's going to make me very happy!
So.
With all of this free time I have had I've spend many many hours watching TV on the netflix/hulu.
One Sunday, Kristin and I watched so much 30Rock that hulu actually stopped and a pop up asked me if I wanted to take a break.
Sad.
I have also been watching this past season of The Office over at Yeargain's house.
And last night I finally got to the episode where Steve Carrell leaves the show.
I cried like a small child.
Ugly crying.
It was embarrassing.
I just cannot handle people moving away, or having a friendship be altered in any sort of negative way.
It's really something that has always been extremely difficult for me to cope with.
All those abandonment issues I have, I guess.
And this year...and it's only half way through...has been a rather difficult one in terms of friendships.
Michael died, Zach and I got all fucked up, and now Mark and Andrea are leaving.
And apparently Michael Scott leaving the Office was the impetus for my catharsis....
Mark, Andrea and Zach have become three of my very best friends since Zombie Town last June.
Usually not more than a day goes by without me getting to see or talk to them.
So when things change, I get very sad.
Things between that boy and I have been extremely rough for about the past three weeks...and I have been a big hot mess about it.
I know things will get better, and we will be fine, but I feel like I lost one of my best friends. Being around him used to make me very, very happy.
Now, I just feel sad when I see him, or think about him.
And, again, it will get better, and I will be fine, it just won't be the same...for a long time.
And now stupid Routhier and Andrea have to go and move to Orlando for a year.
I don't know what AJ and I are gonna do without our Tracey's partners.
Mark is one of the most amazingly talented, loving, warmest humans I have ever met.
He's just a big barrel of hippie love.
And I adore him, and all his goodness.
The love I have for Andrea is almost inexpressible.
Who else is going to mock my lack of line learning, and my awkwardness and tell me how beautiful I am all in one sentence?
And I'm pretty sure she's the only republican I've ever kissed on the mouth.
I know it's only for a year, and it's only Orlando, and I'm already planning a trip to visit, but I still like my people where I can see them.
And I can't see my people in Florida.
I don't know why I felt the need to write all this nonsense into the interweb...
I just want them to know how much I will miss them.
I think this is a very obvious trait about myself, but, my friends are my most precious possession.
I'm rather obsessed with them...all of them.
I don't pick good fellas to date, but I pick the best friends to surround myself with.
And I know I tell them I love them every day, and most of them say it back...
But, I don't use that term lightly.
I love them.
So. Much.
And I truly appreciate my friends more than I could ever fully let them know.
So, please, no one else die or move...ok?
I'd really appreciate it.
Oh. Right.
And Le Chat closed.
So, yeah...2011 can go fuck itself.
