Tuesday, October 19th, 2004. A little before 9pm (21:00 for those of you across the pond or in the military), I was sitting backstage at our community theatre.
It's surprisingly... peaceful backstage. Heh, at least when there's not a show in progress. During a performance the excitement and the anxiety are so thick you have to cut out a path with a chainsaw. But during a rehearsal..or anytime the theatre is all but empty..
It's almost religious; in fact, the only other place I feel so calm and centered, is at my church. I don't know.. maybe I'm wierd, or something. Can anyone out there relate, or am I just some psycho nutjob? :-)
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Hello
Hiya :)
This is my first attempt (I think) at something like this. I've never had a blog, or online journal, or anything like that. What exactly does one write when absolutely anyone can read it?
Wells, when one doesn't know what to write, one writes nothing. :) I'll wait for a bit of inspiration to strike before posting again.
Til then, toodles! :)
This is my first attempt (I think) at something like this. I've never had a blog, or online journal, or anything like that. What exactly does one write when absolutely anyone can read it?
Wells, when one doesn't know what to write, one writes nothing. :) I'll wait for a bit of inspiration to strike before posting again.
Til then, toodles! :)
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