To curb hunger

So I feel like I'm having pregger cravings. It's 2:30 am, I ought to be in bed and I am feeling hungry. A light work out early this evening should prep me enough for a run of Treasure Island tomorrow. This weekend is going to be as if a lifetime, and allow me to sound snobby while I'm at it. My presence is needed at a benefit show on Friday evening. Hannah, my artistic protege, is performing her monologue in which she portrays Eve. I'd like to say I did a great job on her, but really, it's all her. She wrote the piece, she rehearsed for the past two weeks, and while we've been rehearsing, other kids have been wanting to watch. A few already know her piece word for word, like it's the coolest thing ever. Hannah will be competing next Sunday and I hope she gets first place. Before all that, I'll have to come from rehearsal, arrange living arrangements for the before-show-early-check-in-sleepover, and shop for food. The before-show-early-check-in-sleepovers also happen to be a theoretic exploration of what like would be like if we all lived together. Or if some of us lived together. It's sort of a given that Rod is our Ross and I'm the Monica, but really, there are days I feel like I'm as sporadic as Phoebe and as clueless as Rachel. Geminis are hard to figure out, really. If ever there is a need for an intimacy exercise, a before-show-early-check-in-sleepover will suffice. I've walked into a room just in a shirt and panties while the boys are having interesting conversation. Saturday anticipates a field day at the theater. You see, the people who lord it over the theater, or the people who care too much for their 9-5 jobs to actually see and understand and realize what it's like to set up EVERYTHING in six hours have no idea about the crap we all go through. So we're all hustling for a cue-to-cue rehearsal, set change adjustments, and a reinstalation of the lights. Hay que barbaridad. Later that evening, I'll be at a debutante party. Rod is one of the 18 roses, and I'm one of the VIP's, along with a lot of the theater gang (Act25 and TDS). Sunday forecasts as hope of a fat paycheck. Lord knows how Daryl was quiet and sullen with dismay when a show was canceled the last time we had a before-show-early-check-in-sleepover. I'll be playing a man pirate again, and after my off-stage marooning, I shall be sailor Daryl's sweetheart. My blocking requires me to flirt as I run up the stairs and settle myself in the middle as Daryl dazzles me. The audience may not notice it, but we will be talking about how much we need water, how much we so wanted to sign our paycheck, and not to mention how much Wendy's Frostee's we'll be having with Rod, who will be, at that ubiquitous moment, be known as Rodney. No one else will have license to call him that. Wow. This must be the life. It's one that I am not yet living, but already entrenched in. ~~~ I am revisiting Anthony Bourdain's Kitchen Confidential. I'm sorry, Kam. I'll be rereading it before I return it to you. I am determined to return it to you by the end of the term. Believe it or not, I have a new batch of undergraduate friends. Anthony has a sexy literary voice. It's like it's undressing himself and then undressing the culinary world in all its sexy glory. I love how he describes his kitchen comrades as pirates. This may be because I am portraying one, but whatever. ~~~ I cannot reiterate how glad I am to be back blogging. On the other hand, I cannot help but notice that the articles I have yet to submit are in want of attention. I do vow to write every day. I must. ~~~ Speaking of artistic duties being in want, I miss my voice. Kasi hindi pinapagamit sa 'yo eh. Thanks for saying that, Daryl. And thank you, Mikey, for thinking that it's ridiculously boastful of me to go on "Expert vocals" on Rockband Beatles. There is no other way for the likes of me We so have to rokeoke. We'll own it the same way we own almost every restaurant space we patronize. ~~~ To those who can, Treasure Island is showing this Sunday at 3 pm at the Insular Life Theater, Filinvest Alabang. Check out www.theaterdownsouth.com for details. Pirates, and treasure, and adventure, oh my!

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[Elijah Elam]

[this is good] Speaking frankly, you are absolutely right.