Thoughts on a lazy Sunday...

Stumbling around central London barefoot last night I had wine fueled realization: I live in the greatest city in the World. 
I know that the wine probably had a hand in the crazy amounts of love seeping out of my pores, but really. I woke up sober this morning (well, not totally sober and in my bed, thank goodness, not on the sidewalk of Shaftesbury Avenue) and I defend my claim. 
This might seem a bit obvious to some, or trivial to others, but life is so crazy and rarely does it slow down enough for you to take a really good look around, and when it does you never know how it's going to make you feel.
I feel this: lucky. loved. full.


I am exactly where I am meant to be in this moment in time. 
That will not change in the next 10 seconds or 10 days.


Speaking of 10 days...
HOMEWARD BOUND!
Never have I been so excited to fly across the ocean.




I also realize that I hardly write in this anymore... TIME. I have all of it and none of it. And when I get some free, I'm usually galavanting or sleeping. Wish I did write more, this would be an excellent thing to come back and read 10 years from now when I'm poor, unemployed and reminiscing about the "good old days." Ooo, gotta love that positivity.
I'll make more of an effort.


In conclusion: London is amazing. I bask in it's awesome-sauce. And am grateful.

~fin~

P.S. Loving those beautiful friends of mine. All over the world, wherever they may be.

INSOMNIA

Looks like I can't sleep. Why, you ask? I am getting on one of those big flying machines tomorrow to fly to America. Sheesh. Flying. So much anxiety and excitement... and anxiety. A few pills and some wine and I'll be grand ;-)


This week in London has been ABSOLUTELY lovely! Sunny, warm (hot even), and full! I spent lots of time in parks sun bathing and breathing. It was lovely. Also I FINALLY got out of London and saw a bit of the countryside. Newbury, to be exact. And it was just what was needed in my life. It made me want to explore the rest of this country even more!


Also; can we talk about Will and Kate for a sec. WHAT'S WITH ALL THE FREAKIN' MERCHANDISE?! I mean yeah, be excited (it's exciting), but I mean draw the line at putting their faces on fuckin' plates. That's all I'm sayin'.




Ahh gonna be so strange going back. OH! In BRILLIANT news, Virgin Atlantic bumped me up to business class! YAY!


So anyway, random post, but I figured I'd do one more from London before I land in the States. I should sleep. Really.




Lots of caps in this.. hmm...

rock on.

Bright Sunshiny Day

So I want to get a tattoo. Correction: I'm going to get a tattoo... I think.
See here's the thing. I reallllly want one, and if I weren't neurotic and was going into a "normal" career I wouldn't even think twice. But actors, man. You have to consider visibility and size and how easily you can cover it with some really good Ben Nye make-up. Too much work. Part of me wants to just say 'fuck it' and do it, the other part of me says 'don't be stupid'...
So I'm gonna get it. Eventually. Location tbd. It will be little, and in a place that I can reach easily to apply cover up. And it'll look a little somethin' like this:

*sigh* ugh tomorrow? yeesh, I'm a ticking time bomb with this.






On another note:
Today was beautiful again...


yoga/green park nap/oxford street/Foo Fighter's Back and Forth (love)


Tomorrow, I'm off to the country side(ish).

Today's the Only Day There Is

Every day has the potential to majorly suck, or majorly not suck. It's all about freakin' perception. I think teaching yourself to be able to consciously affect your perception to suit what you need would be flippin' awesome. I want that skill. It's crazy to think that you can be doing your favorite things and still not have a good day because of emotion. Not cool. The power to change that should be ours.


Anyhoo, rant finito. 
Today was a good day.


I am slowly but surely making the London bus network my bitch. Granted I am cheating with an iPhone app, but through that I'm learning so WHATEVER. I only took the tube once today (for purely practical reasons), every other destination was reached by bus. So much better.


So today consisted of :
-a slow relaxing morning watching Grey's cosy in bed 
-popping down to Westfield to pay rent
-meeting Holly for tea and a quick window shop in Kensington 
-a long stroll in Holland Park (bliss) 
-swimming laps at the gym 
-seeing Source Code for £3.50 at the Coronet in Notting Hill (i liked)
-and ending the evening watching Persuasion at home


So much good in there. Swimming is so clarifying as well. I dare you to NOT feel good after doing a few laps. Impossible.


Tomorrow will be spent searching some more for the right painting for my painting project. Eek. Running out of time!

Holland Park

G' night all.

Oh hey, long time no Blog.

I went an entire term without updating this thing once. No great loss I guess but still, it's impressive. It's now Spring, not winter. Christmas has come and way gone. Oh yeah, and it's 2011. And an even BIGGER oh yeah. My brother's gonna be a father. My mother is gonna be a grandmother. I'm going to be an aunt. An international, absent Auntie Alex. I'll find a way to remedy that.


This term flew. As did last term actually; I'm slowly realizing that before I know it this school will be a memory. That's sad, gotta start living in the moment.... and drinking less I suppose :-p


So to sum up these last few months (more for my sake than anything else):
Voice, Movement (Otters, hens, donkeys, panthers meerkats, wolves, lions, tigers, bears oh my), RP, NJ coaching, Acting, Gaucho (Steph), Moliere's Tartuffe (Mariane), Richmond, craziness, love, greek/norse mythology, the bible, fairy tales, sonnets, blitzing the bard, stage combat, stage combat, stage combat..... and a silver in my basic stage combat.


Nuts.


When does it slow down??


On that note I have 1.5 weeks in London before I head back stateside for 2 weeks. Any suggestions of what I should get up to?


Wanamaker festival at The Globe today! Cheering on team LAMDA, also sort of, very surreally, showing some love to Rutgers (WTF? random) as well. 


Hmmm... I wonder if this blogging will stick. Time, time will tell.

Every spring is the only spring - a perpetual astonishment. ~Ellis Peters