So: I am working on thinking less as an actress, especially in preparation for Lady Macbeth. She is supposed to be youthful/vibrant/romantic, in addition to being kind of dumb. Therefore, in addition to my method-esque gameplan for tomorrow's first full run (Coca-Cola + a donut + 5 Hour Energy for dinner!), I made myself a playlist so that I can get pumped/be aided in my quest for immaturity. The tracklist is as follows:
1. Man (Yeah Yeah Yeahs)
2. Hurry Up Let's Go (Shout Out Louds)
3. Lust for Life (Girls)
4. Under the Gun (The Killers)
5. No Sunlight (Death Cab for Cutie)
6. Teenagers (My Chemical Romance)
7. Well-Alright (Spoon)
8. Bedroom Costume (Natalie Portman's Shaved Head)
9. Holland, 1945 (Neutral Milk Hotel)
10. This Boy [ft. Loney, Dear] (I'm From Barcelona)
11. Waking Up in Vegas (Katy Perry)
12. On Call (Kings of Leon)
13. Cute Without the "E" [Cut From the Team] (Taking Back Sunday)
14. Sequestered in Memphis (The Hold Steady)
15. Helena Won't Get Stoned (Tarkio)
16. The Magic Position (Patrick Wolf)
17. Another Sunny Day (Belle and Sebastian)
18. Mass Romantic (The New Pornographers)
19. Upon This Tidal Wave of Young Blood (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah)
20. Black (Okkervil River)
21. Portions for Foxes (Rilo Kiley)
22. Antichrist Television Blues (Arcade Fire)
I'm excited, already!
Other than that, not much else. I have a huge swollen eyelid that kills (thanks, stye!) and a massive caffeine headache since Pep-Pep feels the need to purchase caffeine-free Diet Coke. FML (but not really).
Rehearsal went well tonight. I got a little silly because we were organizing scene shifts and Travis and I don't ever move anything. I hope I did a good enough job of paying attention -- despite dropping Spencer on the floor, at one point.
Anyway, I'm getting up early tomorrow to run some errands with Mom, so I'm gonna play some online Scrabble and hit the hay.
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