The Requested Update
Life has been going 100 miles an hour recently, or at least that’s how it feels. And I like that. I like that I’ve been so busy doing Stuff that I haven’t been able to spend time writing here. But I do miss it, the masturbatory outpouring of Me and My Life. So here’s the shiz…
My show closed, and it was received quite well; my crew and I have been getting compliments constantly for the work we’ve done, and that feels great. It was no easy feat to perfectly blend a wardrobe into a sky scene, but we did it, and bloody hell, it looked H.O.T.
We’ve passed midterms now, and only have three short weeks until Thanksgimme break. That sentence makes me want to vomit a little bit, there is so much to do between now and then. In scene design class, we are working on a pretty Mediocre play, Bus Stop, but there’s lots of work ahead of us to complete a groundplan, section, elevations, and model box. I’m a little intimidated, as I always am when I begin work on something I don’t already know how to do, but I’m getting excited about the class, for the first time. It felt good to draft again, and remember that I am Indeed good at it. In scene painting, we are doing these cool symmetrical carvings in floral foam; mine is this leaf pattern that has a bit of a spiral to it. It should make for a good Xmas present for someone if it turns out…. My sculpture class is also pretty cool—today, we melted some copper and poured casts we made out of cuttlefish (who knew that a squids relative could be used to cast metal?)…I made a giant gold tooth. I’d like to string it on a chain and rock it like Flava Flav, but that remains to be seen.
This past weekend was pretty much a blast. I got to fulfill a life dream, and dress as a pirate, with a hot pirate wench at my side all night long, to get me drunk and make out with me. Thank god I’m still in college, or I might have been embarrassed by my actions at this party Saturday night. It was like walking into a movie version of Real Life; a giant house, packed to max. cap., with a full wet bar, a stripper pole, awesome sound and lighting, and good music that everyone was kind of swaying to, in full costume, packed in like sardines. Ole Blue Eyes and I looked smokin’ hot, if I do say so myself…she’s the pirate wench of my wildest dreams, and we behaved suitably Pirate-y all night long. That is, getting really, inappropriately drunk, making out all over the place in front of nearly everyone we know at this school, and then stumbling home, for real Stumbling, making noise and singing and being rowdy in general. It was awesome! So much fun, and most everyone that I wanted to be there, was, and it was refreshing in that I haven’t had One Of Those Nights in a long time…waking up the next morning, wondering if there was anyone I needed to apologize to. Turns out, I don’t really give a fuck if I made anyone uncomfortable…it was all a character choice. Motorboat McKnickers made her first NC appearance, what can I say?
OBE and I got up the next morning, and promptly stumbled out to my parents waiting car, which shuttled us away to a delightful brunch, Meet The Parents style. It went shockingly well; so easy, and fun, and comfortable. I wasn’t nervous in the slightest, and we had some good laughs, and my parents adored her, as I knew they would. Eli was a little chatterbox with her, which is rare and new, and a good sign, so far as I can tell. It felt so Right, it freaked me out a little bit. I’m not used to feeling perfectly at ease with my parents meeting a girl I’m seeing, but I was; it felt natural and like it was Supposed To Be.
It has certainly raised a lot of questions in my poor achin’ brain, this ease and natural-feeling quality my relationship with OBE has taken on. The two of us have the same goals and dreams in life, EXACTLY. I’ve never been in a relaitonship where we legitimately wanted the same things from life, right down to the boat instead of the house. It’s hard to keep my brain from straying into the scary territory of The Future, and how This Just Might Work. All I’m sayin’ is, I’ve never dated anyone where I’ve honestly thought that we’re similar enough to make things easy but different enough to keep things interesting. Right now, it feels closer to a Winning Combination than anything I’ve ever had the luck and good graces to find myself involved in.
I fall in love too easily. I’ll say that much. But it’s so nice, all the same. It’s a real treat to be able to share everything in life with someone; the work AND the play. We make a killer team on the paint deck, fast and accurate and fun, and we manage to keep it professional, even though it’s hard to do Just That when she looks so hot in her paint clothes. I dunno, y’all…someone I can paint with, and then go home with, to cook meals and sit in front of the fire and sleep next to…it’s a pretty rosy picture right now.
So that’s the update.
