Connection

I'm in the mood for an all night get to know ya.

You know what I mean... the kind where you and another stay up all night, not drunk, maybe a little, and you just talk and tell stories and share, and the next thing you know, it's morning.

Those are great. I guess the reason I'm feeling that way is that uber sense of connection. I don't really feel like I have that now. There are a couple of people I feel that with, but mostly that comes as a result of this blog, and the connection doesn't happen as immediate as the face to face. In fact, there are times when I'm not sure who knows what, or I assume someone knows something they actually dont.

I wrote yesterday with a girl from class. She was in my earlier class, but we never wrote together. Yesterday was the first time. She is great. Super fun, and cute. We spent four hours together. Normally, I get sketches written in two, sometimes less. Yesterday, though, we spent a lot of time just telling stories or gossiping, or talking. Nothing will come of it, she has a BF of 11 years, but it was fun to spend that get to know you time with someone.

Afterwards, I went to therapy, and told her about the guesting improv thing. I told her how I got into the car after the show, and was worried I didn't do well enough, but then stopped myself, and told myself I did just fine. That I had fun, and I did my best. She stopped me there and said, that's the proof. You tell your friend it IS working. That's it working right there.

Last night was my second go at assisting SS in his new drama class. It is a unique experience. I get to the studio at 5, and class doesn't start until 7. SS usually has an idea of what he wants to teach, but he takes me outside and while he smokes, we come up with the lesson plan. Last week, it was mostly me encouraging his lesson plan (talk about needing outside validation), but last night it was me switching his lesson plan.

He had an exercise that I found interesting, but I thought he wasn't going with it fully. I told him so, and he listened, and said that if he went with it fully, he would have to drop the second thing he had, and make the first lesson the whole night. I said do it.

He was concerned. Was it too much for the students? Would it be too hard to communicate? Would it take the whole class, or would there be time left over? I said to do the lesson, told him how to do the lesson, told him what time to allocate for it, and asked him to pick out quick little scenes for the remaining few minutes of class. He went for it. It was a gamble on my part.

All during the class, he would come to me and express his reservations privately, but I kept assuring him.

It was heady stuff for the students, and some got it and some didn't. The thing is... they all did amazing on the quick scenes afterwards, and I think it was due to the exercise. I told SS that too, and he nodded. Probably not as convinced of that as I was, but not totally dismissive either. He said I did good.

A couple of real cuties in the class. ***CANT SLEEP WITH STUDENTS!!!**** I think one has a little crush on me too. That's cute. Maybe when the class is over in Sept? If they don't continue as students in another area.

The one girl, the one with the crush, is black and has this radiant beauty about her. Something about some black women, they just seem to tap into this spiritual somethingness that just draws you to them. I wouldn't mind bowing at her alter, if you know what I mean.

The other girl is this young rebellious type. Totally detached and cool. Probably a rocker. That could be trouble fun for a couple of weeks, and then nothing but regret. Yummy.

Here's a freaky thing that is happening. First off, my cat has taken to waking me up at 7 in the morning lately just to snuggle. He meows, and won't stop until I pet him. It isn't enough to pet him though, he wants it in certain spots, so he moves so that your hand will go to that spot. Well, with me trying to sleep, I don't move with him, and therefore I stop petting, and he goes back to meowing.

Well during these moments of awareness, I've noticed something.

Two days ago, I noticed a tiny brown bug on the bed. It's about the size of the @ on the two key on your keyboard. I crushed it. Then yesterday, at 7 in the morning, there were two of these bugs on one of my pillows. This morning, I found about six of them on the bed and pillows. It creeps the wholly fuck out of me, and I can't find where they are coming from. They don't fly, or move very fast at all. They are only there early morning, and only at the top of the bed. I've looked at the wall that the bed juts up against, but nothing. I've searched the window to the side of my bed, but nada. It is very disturbing.

Well, I should be going. I have to learn how to play the ukelele for the Bosnia trip, and I only have a week to do that.

Wow. One week, then off to Bosnia! More on that later.