Silkworm Cocoons

Silkworm Cocoons
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

Catering a lot. That's good!
It makes me lazy in my off time. That's bad.
Doing more background (extra) work today. That's good!
No work tomorrow. That's bad.
Anxious to get my demo reel cut together. That's good!
Can't get the video ripping software to work. That's bad.
Generally a whole lot more cheerful these days. That's good!
The weather's supposed to be in the upper 70s today. That's...not so bad, actually.

NaNoWriMo starts in, like, three weeks. I have no idea what I'm writing about, but I'm DOING IT. I keep trying to coerce people to do it with me. "Come on, don't you want to go nuts for a month? No, there are no official prizes. Isn't self-satisfaction after abject suffering enough for you?"

Heh.

I Should Do Product Photography, Huh?

I Should Do Product Photography, Huh?
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I've been watching Alvin Ailey videos for the past hour, freaking out over the exquisite movement. I miss dancing.

I have a plan to write a thank you letter to one of my dance teachers in Minneapolis. I sucked in her class; absolutely sucked. But I did gain an appreciation for the movement and the difficulty of making it look effortless. I love that she pushed us, no matter how good some of the students were. I also want to thank her for not kicking me out of her class despite my persistent lateness and major suckitude. I miss that class.

It's thunderstorming. I don't think it's going to make the heat go away, though. August is my least favorite month.

More Jewelry

More Jewelry
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I wore these yesterday.

It's still warm outside, although yesterday evening had a little chill in the air. It was glorious. I needed my wrap walking home.

Honestly? I'm looking forward to fall. I love the feeling in the air, I love the clothes, and I love being able to walk five feet from my door without breaking a sweat. Not looking forward to winter, but you can't have one without the other.

In other news: another day, another dollar (down the drain).

Duchess!

Duchess!
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

Still hot.

Put some headshots in the mail.

Ate too much burrito and chips.

Sticky and not wanting to go to work tomorrow.

Woo, summer.

Frosty

Frosty
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

Gosh, it's hot.

Don't wanna move.

Don't wanna leave the house.

Just wanna lay here and catch up on So You Think You Can Dance.

New Friend

New Friend
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

So happy to have some greenery in my house. Is it not nifty?

Eleven letters and headshots and one postcard with my face on it went in the mail on Tuesday! W00t. This is going to be an expensive venture, though. Each envelope comes in at a dollar for postage. Ugh. Maybe I should sell some clothes.

Completely unrelated information: I really want to wear lounge pants and a t-shirt to work today.

It's hot and muggy. Big surprise.

New Yorker

New Yorker
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I got my New York license. W00t! It came quickly. I just applied last week and it arrived two days ago. Overall, I have to commend the NY DMV. Yeah, I had to stand in line, and fill out forms, and shuffle around like cattle in a pen, and the whole experience took an hour and a half, but overall? They moved as quickly as they could, they kept their senses of humor, they are efficient, and I thought it was pretty painless. Congrats, New York DMV: you beat the stereotype.

It's going to be a hot one today, which is why I'm staying in my skivvies as long as possible before I have to suit up to leave the house. The weekend looks stormy but Monday should be fair and pleasant.

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I am in the midst of reading a John Guare play titled Marco Polo Sings a Solo. I can't recall having ever experienced Mr. Guare's writing before this, and it's odd. As an actor, all I can think about is, "How would I, if I were cast, make sense of these words?" I'll admit that it's daunting. I imagine, though, if I had the time and opportunity to play with them, they - the words - would eventually make themselves make sense, and I wouldn't have to force anything on them. I can't say I'd jump at the chance to perform in this particular play, though. It's good, but not my cup of tea.

Speaking of performing, Ishy-girl, I have finished my spreadsheet for my headshot mailing. Celebrate with me, just for a moment, with a little chair dance. What does this "finishing my spreadsheet" mean, you ask? It means that I am now organized to start firing off letters and headshots to casting agencies. I am taking my baby steps. W00t, again!

Summertime

Summertime
Originally uploaded by AdiaMichelle

I was never that excited about cherries as a child. Probably because of the work involved: pulling off the stem, chewing around the pit, spitting out the pits and collecting them somewhere. I can't recall the last time I had a cherry before I became addicted to them last August.

Last August I started the Maker's Diet. The plan to get you started on a new way of eating is 40 days long, and the first two weeks take away pretty much everything remotely sugary. No bread, no potatoes, not even most beans; only lentils are allowed. As far as fruit goes, you're pretty much restricted to berries and cherries only. How fortunate that I lived through those two weeks at prime cherry time!

My snack foods were cherries and almonds, and the busy work involved in eating both of those things helped me keep my mouth occupied and free of cookies and candy.

Last Saturday as I left work late and ambled down 14th Street, a man with a produce cart was still hanging out on the corner, hoping for some late night sales. Happy circumstance: he had cherries for sale! (Now, I'm sure this man just bought some fruit and vegetables from a grocery store and was re-selling them on the street, but I don't care. New York is all about convenience, and there they were, on my way home.) Delighted with my find, I bought a pound of sweet cherries and headed home.

I sometimes wish cherries were in season all year, but that would be ludicrous. I tried some Chilean cherries in the middle of the winter. They were terrible. Cherries are meant to be enjoyed when the temperature is up. Cherries herald the beginning of summer, real summer. After a short stint in the fridge, they're cool and refreshing when the rest of the world is sticky and hot. They are busy work. They are beautiful.