Too Much

What do you do when someone you love confesses something so big you think you might explode with the information? Peri wondered as she stumbled home from Graphic Design. The day was too much to carry.

Marc had alluded to a great love over the past few months. He mentioned her again at lunch.

"You still need to tell me that story," Peri said pointing her fork at him.

Marc began by describing Rachel at 5 years old, at ten and at fifteen. Then came the explaination of the fateful night - to rely on cliche - involving deception, infidelity, an accident, and demise.

Halfway through his narrative, Peri'd stopped eating and focused solely on him. He was blaming himself for a choice someone else had made - a fatal mistake. He was damning his love and his future happiness. Peri wanted to take him home and take care of him - promising everything was going to be alright - but he wasn't a stray dog. If the story of her past hadn't proved that love is a fickle mistress, then nothing she could say now would make any difference. What comfort did she have to offer?

If this semester doesn't kill me nothing will ...

The main computer at the Top O' the World dies today. The hard drive apparently melted down; thus, no paper this week. I'm glad I didn't put much time into my editorial - just the research.

Designing for the Pathfinder website sucks! I used to be familiar with Photoshop. Now I can't even place a picture. GOO!

Calligraphy and Graphic design are going okay and Advanced Writing should be fine. My independent study will kill me. I have to read two books a week before we start production in October. The books aren't that interesting either. The Indie Producer's Handbook, Media Law and Film Production, Spike, Mike, Slackers, & Dykes : A Guided Tour Across a Decade of American Independent Cinema and Shooting to Kill: How an Independent Producer Blasts Through the Barriers to Make Movies That Matter, and the list goes on.

Got a call from Karin Waidley today because I'd crossed my name off on the audition schedule. I had to explain that I wasn't upset with Peak Productions after the 24 hour play fest and the reason I dropped out was because I didn't have the time. She was bummed but she understood.

I'm not upset with Peak Productions - I promise. I was disappointed by the performance but I also understand the time constraints. Corwin was awesome and I hope I told him that enough times. I hope to rewrite the play into a One Act and submit to some festivals under Karin's guidance.

Tomorrow will be a better day. The Fall Job Fair, Advanced Writing, and a pre-production meeting with Tory to write the script and draw some storyboards.

Maybe my clothes will get here. That'd make me happy.

Goodnight sweet world.

Play

Went to the performances last night. I don't think I am suited to write for the stage. In other words it didn't go well last night. They changed many of the lines and changed a character name. I know the director is allowed to change some things but did she understand that each of those lines was crafted for a specific reason. I didn't just throw some stuff down on the page. Furthermore, when a stage direction says to an audience member - say the fucking line to an audience member not just to the air around you. The point was to draw in the audience because it was a topic everyone can understand. Oh well, I need to go back to bed.

24 Hour Play Fest

2:30 am - Just got home from writing my play. I am very happy with it. I feel the dialogue and characters are strong. I was able to get the lead actor I wanted. I didn't want to pick a close friend because I don't want to hear if anyone is disappointed or pissed about lack of lines.

Paul seemed pleased - he called it an excellent chamber piece.

I left alot of decisions up to the director; thus, the director needs to have a clear vision of what she or he wants. I scripted little blocking, just reactions.

I am always nervous when I turn a piece over. I don't know what its going to look like or how an audience is going to react.

To my fans - No AIDS, No gay rights plea, Little politics.

It has become a cross between Closer and Bang, Bang You're Dead.

Ellie - I heart you! We need to hang out soon. Just the Helgas.

Gabe - I'm sorry I put you in an awkward position. Thanks for handling it the way you did. I respect that.

Goodnight sweet friends. I look forward to more adventures tomorrow. Until then sleep well and happy dreaming. Mags

White Stripes

I love the crazy college experience. I called Tory yesterday at lunch to tell him we needed to have a preproduction meeting. He wanted to do it at the White Stripes concert. We'd been invited by the Kerr twins - they interned at the Reel Fest. Oh course I'm going to say yes! That's just part of living life: something awesome is happening and you make sure you're there to witness it.

I've never really been a fan of the White Stripes, but I am now. No one told me Jack could play the slide guitar or the steel guitar or the vibes. As far as sheer energy is concerned, the White Stripes top the list. Jack only addressed the audience twice and never really paused between songs with only a three minute break between sets. Furthermore, many of the guitar licks were reminiscent of Jimmy Page. WOW!

It appears I have some CDs to buy and a concert tee that must be worn!

Go Away!

Peri was sitting in class laughing and joking with friends. When Gabe walked in. She'd sucessfully forgotten about him for a few weeks.

Gabe looked at Peri with his piercing gaze - the same look that earned him a date so many months ago. "Sorry I've been avoiding you."

"No you haven't," she said scarcasm pulling her voice to a higher octave. She'd been avoiding him for the past month. She'd see him walking across campus and head the other way.

"You know this is our third English class together?"

"You don't get to count Science Fiction. I never went to class."

"That's right you dropped out of class," Gabe said looking smug.

"I got an A in that class, I didn't drop."

"How did you pull an A in a class you never attended?"

"I'm just that talented."

Peri just wanted him to go away. She didn't want to think about the night they'd shared or all the secrets he knew.

Had dinner with Tory and Ellie last night. It was exactly what food is supposed to be. We sat and chatted for two hours. Every once in a while I look at Tory and say what if. I'm always excited to hear from him, he knows how to make me smile and we always have a good time. But at the same time, if it were going to happen wouldn't if have happened by now?

School starts tomorrow. I will say I am a little nervous. New classes, new deadlines, new job description. I know all my professors so that's no big deal.

I've decided I'm not doing Theatre this semester, expect if Karin is directing. I'm not going to do theatre when I grow up so why do it now when I could be doing something to further my career.

Played Trivial Pursuit with Jeff Krieg and Betsy tonight. Jeff turned out to be a whiny bitch. He would pout when he got one wrong, he quit because he just couldn't score a purple pie piece. I don't think I could ever date a guy like that. I love board games especially Trivial Pursuit (I own five different versions). I kick ass at trivia games. I would be really pissed if someone ruined the game for me. Maybe this will become my new dating test - can you remain civilized during competition?

I guess I have to start working a games night into my first few dates with someone.

Date one - meet for drinks and conversation
Date two - dinner (at a resturant - I never cook this early). This would be the perfect time to mention Sean if they don't know already.
Date three - if things are going well - meet my friends (games night). If i'm still not sure, a rented movie.
Date four - I don't remember. Most men don't make it this far.

Failures :
LT - date two, I cooked.
DW - didn't pass the friend test.
GF - no first date just a first night.
JM - date one, bad conversation.
EC - date three, all we did was rent videos and f&%k.
JN - date three, he bought me jewelry

Started writing a new dramatic piece. I'm really happy with the way it is progressing. I'll probably have it done before school starts. I may have to use the concept for the 24 hour play festival.

Holy Shit! School starts in a week. That's kind of scary. But my friends will be back this week especially a certain Jeff. I have to admit I have missed him no matter how crazy he makes me. He'll be here Wednesday night and I'm preparing to write more misadventures of Peri.

I'm glad the film fest is over. I no longer have to provide articulate responces to films that sucked or being so blown away by a movie and knowing I'll never be able to see it again. Furthermore, I'm not sure our film was well recieved. It's hard to gage an audience's reaction to such a crazy movie. But what do I expect I wrote the damned thing.

Goodnight sweet world, I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Mags

My big film debut is this weekend! I'm excited to see my name five feet long and luminous on a screen. I want to be there with all my friends and enjoy a small shining moment.

I'm not a big celebrity watcher but I wonder who I'll get to meet. I have plenty of film for my camera so I'll keep you posted.