Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Monday 16July07
I never did make it out to my last two shows for the Fringe nor to Dusk dances. I'd pushed myself to physical exhaustion and ended up spending the weekend in bed. Don't I just sound like a child that eats too much candy and then gets sick? Well I kinda am. I never said I didn't have issues!
I did catch the two stages of the Tour de France. The two best stages thus far. In the Mountains, separating the men from the boys. Emotional drama at it's best. As one of the commentators said, "One minute you're at the head of the pack and the next minute you're at the bottom of a ravine, climbing up and getting back on your bike and trying to catch up." It's like life isn't it?
I too was physically at the bottom of the ravine. I was so busted that I could only manage to go downstairs to the 24 hour depanneur (equivalent to a corner store in Montreal) and buy bread to make grilled cheese sandwiches. The thought of standing in the fresh obsessed and buying groceries was tantamount to a temper tantrum. It wasn't happening.
I did manage to get my ass out to Goldfish's fundraiser which had a good showing. I chatted up Objiwan guy with mild enthusiasm. Had three beer and met a new friend of Goldfish. New friend is Indian (from India) born in Kenya and from England. Talk about confusing. Was nice to have someone to hang with and chat about the arts. And even better to have someone to walk with back to the streetcar when it was time to leave cuz the walk was along a very darkened long ass street that could have proved problematic.
Happily today is rest day for the Tour but I'll have to watch the recap of all the previous stages since I missed more than I caught, overall. Yeah I'm sure the cyclists are even happier than I am about the rest day.
Had a couple epiphanies about a few people at work, not my guys but extended work mates. Somehow I could picture those situations in child form for my novel Dreamweaver. I've decided to take some of those situations and make them into school situations for my character to contend with. Isn't life just like a repetition of school anyway? It feels like it to me anyway.
And for White Wishes, I bypassed all the notes and the first chapters and have decided to work backwards. So I pulled out the final chapter for Book 1 and will be working backwards. I know where everything begins. I need to have the ending go back to the beginning.
And Women of the Fold trudges along at it's own pace, coming in when it needs to.
Mercury Retrograde is finally out of our systems. That may have also fed into my overall physical exhaustion. Let's recap my Mercury Retrograde just because: There was the groper who called me a bitch; there was the two ex boyfriends on the same night at the same bar sitting at my table, testing their "Do I still got it?" foolishness; there was the French kisser. And there was my always confusing feelings about the guy, should I continue to like him, am I delusional? yadda yadda yadda. Of course through all of this I met the Capricorn golfer whom I get along with so well. The last time I saw him I drew the line before it became an issue. I told him that I really like and enjoy talking to him. That I want to be friends and only friends, no lines crossed. "So let's not pull the stupid guy thing and try to see what you can get, Okay? Cuz I'm telling you now, what I want our relationship to be."
He laughed his ass off and said he was shot down before he even tried. ha ha! But there are some people you click with and know that you could be friends with them for a lifetime like my best friend in Montreal. I've since been calling him, my new best friend.
So that's my story about the men (I almost typed demented) for Mercury. And now we're in New Moon territory as of Saturday the 14th and we're hoping for a bit of smooth sailing. I'll have to discuss with the Borat lender if I can watch it after the Tour is over. I'm always paranoid when I have something that belongs to someone else.
My time that isn't spent watching the Tour, I'd like to work on my writing. I didn't write much, as you may have guessed, with my nightly artist dates with the Fringe and such. And now I am stimulated enough to sit down and crank it out. Summerworks theatre festival starts on August 2nd so that will be my next set of artist dates. Allyson of Theatre Rusticle has a show that she directed in it called Trudeau Stories. That is a must see!
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