Well my illness continues (since last Monday) and I think I’ve reached a new level of delirium. I’m actually watching You, Me, and Dupree. The scary thing is, I’m NOT turning it off.
It is 7am. I have been awake since 6am. I barely slept. Hot and cold all night long. I have bronchitis and I can barely breathe. Each time I take a breath I have to be careful not to breathe too deeply or I will go into a coughing fit to the point of choking. All I want to do is sleep and get better and my body refuses to go back to bed. So what is the pickle on this crap sandwhich? The first draft of my thesis is due today. I have spent little to no work on it this whole weekend because of how sick I’ve been. I’ve forewarned my thesis mentor how craptastic it is going to be. She seems fine but I’m not. I’m pissed. I finally get my act together enough to really knock out a kickass first draft and then this plague swoops down on me. I’m being excessively whiney right now but I just feel sooooo miserable and sad. I just want to sleep, breathe and write my thesis. I don’t think that is asking too much.
I would get super stoked when the colored lasers started up. It was usually followed by something awesome like “Encyclodpedia.” GOD I loved that show.
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You don’t even realize the damage you’ve done. You’re like a hurricane. A sexy hurricane.
— my friend Nick
Elaine Carroll is amazing and I’m proud to say I’m ALSO tapping that.
Last Wednesday, my agency called me up and asked, “Can you write, produce, and star in a mock Daily Show segment and bring it to us first thing Monday morning?”
I said yes. Here’s breakfast, Mr. Abrams.
Thanks to Michael for acting, Vince for shooting, Travis for directing, Sam for eding, and Dave for being special.
I normally don’t do such serious posts but I am very upset about this. I just found out that well-known Broadway actor, James Barbour, was sentenced Friday to 60 days in jail and three years’ probation for sexual misconduct with a 15-year-old drama student in 2001. He was 35 years old at the time, and I believe he was also married. I’m not sure if I’m more disgusted by what he did or by that sad excuse for a sentencing. They aren’t even going to put him on the list of convicted sex offenders. Why? BECAUSE HE PLEADED GUILTY!!!!! He admits it and he gets leniency. I don’t understand our legal system.
For me, this hits eerily close to home. I was just like this girl when I was her age. I would linger around stage doors hoping to meet Broadway actors I admired, and yes, had crushes on. I looked to them for mentor-ship and, being an insecure teen, attention. This girl was swept up in the idea that this man whom she admired, thought she was special. He even helped her with her acting career, but apparently, for a price. Now it seems, in the end, she did get something out of the situation. But she was a child and only now, as she has gotten older, has she begun to realize what has happened. HE was the grownup and HE should have known better.
It saddens me how seedy this business can be. Even more than that, it hurts to know how many women in my life have been victims of sexual assault, molestation and statutory rape. The ratio of how many women suffer to how many men are convicted is alarming.
The sad truth is that this type of crime is something that will never wane. It will always exist and it will be exacerbated by cases like this. As long as men like James Barbour aren’t appropriately punished, women will say “Why should I even bother? He’ll be out in a few months!” Women feel guilty, embarrassed, dirty and fear having what happened to them known by everyone. Some people hide it for their whole lives. It is an awful way to have to live. I can only hope that as women become more powerful in this world, they can use that power to overcome circumstances like this.