Now that THAT'S all done, I can get back to normal life, which isn't really that normal, but.

My parents have left, it was really good to see them and we had a nice holiday together.  But boy is it quieter with only two people in this apartment!  Although quiet is a relative term - I've posted that Taiko Drum Master is the best game ever, but it's got a new friend who's fighting for the title - Guitar Heroes II.  Yes, a toy guitar connected to the PS2 that you play heavy metal songs with - so the apartment is quiet except for an 80's hair band sound-alike.  My husband won't stop playing with the toys he bought me, damnit!

So last week I had an audition for an understudy role at LJP, and let me just tell you - I'm very proud of myself.  I almost didn't audition for the project because I felt a little over my head, but it's just one of those things that you might not forgive yourself for NOT auditioning on, so I made myself do it.  My husband and my mom ran lines with me, I worked on my monologue in the shower, etc, and I felt really good about how it went in the room.  I auditioned for some very nice and non-threatening people in a nice space and I liked what I did with my monologue AND I fed off the reader well for the sides, so even if I don't get called back for it (I may not be right for it even if I WAS brilliant!) I feel great about it.  Fear IS the mind-killer, peeps.

And then there was the agency holiday party - I almost didn't go because my family was visiting and it WAS over two hours away from my house, but I felt I should go, I'm not a party person and I knew this would be out of my comfort zone AND a good way to meet fellow actors, get to know my agents a little better, etc - so I went.  Again, had a great time.  Not at first, I did my usual hide-on-the-side-and-pity-myself dealio, but after a while I decided I would have to get over myself and fake friendly (okay, I admit - the rum and coke helped - ONE, Mom!) - and then I had a fabulous time.  I met some neat people, all actors repped by the agency (and some of their friends) so we all had something in common to talk about, we could introduce each other to the other people we'd met there, etc.  Nice people from all kinds of different backgrounds - and heck, who knew a party could be fun???

On a tangent, what is it about a party that's so icky anyway?  It's just a bunch of people trying to have fun, right?  I think it comes from middle school/junior high where everyone's evil to everyone else and a party is all about who wants to flirt with whom, and if you're not getting flirted with you're ostracized.  As adults, you might actually have other goals in mind - well, maybe.   Anyway, they're definitely not ALWAYS the demonic torture devices I believed them to be.

So Christmas was good, opening presents and eating lots of yummy roast beef and ham and pierogies and desserts was good, playing lots of games with my family (anyone else out there the weird kid that likes games NO ONE ELSE will play?), watching some Mythbusters.  Our tree is gorgeous.  The cats haven't knocked it over yet, etc.  Our sofa made a terrible crack/pop sound when my husband sat on it today but has no apparent damage (maybe a leg of the sofa popping into its home a bit?), so we all seem to have weathered the holiday just fine.   But I am really ready to get back to my auditioning/dropoff/class routine - not that it was very routine, but I hate it when the acting world slows down for the real world.   Gotta get a mailing going or something like that....