Back to blonde for a very brief time.

It's pretty striking and it's weird to hold onto it for longer than a few hours, as I usually only bleach it to get a better color when I dye it. That'll be true soon enough.

Also shorter. That feels good, too.

It was time for red again.

Oh. Yes, and I have red hair now. Kinda wine-like.

Last night was fab. I had a great time performing with Randi, and I solidified my love for playing Riff Raff. Got to try some new things; think about how I'll try some others the next time.

I was very blonde (and I still am... Red will either be tonight while I watch Desperate Housewives, or tomorrow during Surface... I like to coordinate my hair coloring with the television I watch). I got some good compliments on it, but I just don't think it's me. I look like a beautiful blonde pineapple, but I also keep startling myself when I glance at mirrors. That's not me!

Alas. Not this blonde, and not this length of hair. I'm wondering if I should get a trim before the red. I'm pretty okay with this length, but I don't want it very much longer.

Larry announced at the diner that Randi and Richy are official castmembers, and that's great. I also think that I will be having some sort of official stance with the cast shortly, which is exciting. More on that later, maybe.

Right now, I think food is in order.

I am so fucking blonde. Like Jared-Leto-as-Angel-Face-in-Fight-Club-blonde. Very blonde.

So blonde I have to be Norse or Dutch or something.

As-if-I-wasn't-pale-enough-blonde.

Really very blonde.

Just for tonight. Red tomorrow.

I got my hair cut yesterday. I hung out with Danielle and Genevieve. We got Chinese food, and after Genevieve left, Danielle and I played cheaters' Scrabble. It was lots of fun. Boy, was that glazed over.

I've been very drained the last few days due to lots of work and the anticipation of the Boston trip. I keep thinking "Oh, I'll be able to work on _______" on the plane, but we're not flying. Pretty much wish we were. But it's probably for the best once we're there, and coming back.

...Yeah, I'm tapped out.

I've been in something of a mopey funk for the past 20-some hours. Just distracted, cold, and every time I eat something, just kinda nauseated. Lots of thoughts, whether or anxiety, fear, anger, or disappointment... keep on a-swirling. Lots going on...

One of those things is Boston, which is happening this next Friday. Matt and I are driving down to Boston, with his sister and mother trailing behind. It's a business trip, of course, and we're either overly prepared or just burned out... I don't think it'll click we've got our "big game" until maybe Wednesday. God, I at least hope so.

I also need to get my haircut done. Danielle said she would see if Jolene would be available Tuesday. If not (and the soonest I find out), I'll be making an expensive appointment for one of the salons in town. I just need it somewhat gone. It's weird; I've gotten some unexpected compliments on it lately, both from Liz and MSU-Brad-Michael. But it's just starting to bug me now. If I can take my bangs and wrap it around a tooth... it's too long. But at least it was clean, 'cause the first time I tried that, I had hair gel. Funnily, rose hips smell really great. Don't taste good when mixed with gelatin.

Tomorrow is the prop-bag makery for Brookhaven, which is the last weekend in August... Matt and I will be gone for two weeks, coming back for a big show I haven't started to really prepare for, and then some weeks will go by and then we have Brookhaven. I'm pretty sure Mitten/Jason is returning, so I'm out a role, but that's okay. I don't think I want to record it again, though. I get so friggin' bored as Transie, but I doubt Brookhaven would allow for that to happen... We'll see. I think the castlist will probably go out at least the week before Brookhaven actually happens.

The Show is also tomorrow, and I am playing Frank, which I am very glad about. At this moment, I am not feeling remotely Frank-like, but I've got like 26 hours. The cast list is very strange this week, and Richy is premiering as Rocky; Matt's off this week.

...Suddenly why am I strangely nervous that Matt will be in the audience and will finally be able to formulate an opinion about my Frank not based on snatches of glances?

I saw Batman Begins earlier this week, but I never had the energy to write about it. It was good. My basic tagline about it has been roughly that is succeeded because it wasn't approached by it's makers as a superhero movie, but rather a drama that featured a superhero. It actually reminded me a lot of the first two. I like Forever, but I'd sooner consider the first two canon and the rest just bonus footage... like fan fiction.

Michael and I were trying to think of other Batman villains that filmmakers could use. ( Read more... )

I am babbling, geez. Okay, stopping now... I've grown disinterested.

I want to have hot pink hair.

I need to go back to the blue-black, too.