Let's Try this Again

Ok. Putting up my first post was quite a bit more challenging than I thought it would be. Turns out I can't successfully email myself from my work email address. So the whole thought of me typing away while standing at the computer/ register and using my time to some usefulness was caput for a few days. But now, I think I have figured out a way to be at work and blog at the same time. Everyone can heave a sigh of relief. All two of you who read this.

So my original post should have been dated Thursday. And SOOOO much has happened since. I finished the new Michael Connelly, bringing back our favorite Lincoln Lawyer. It was great with a fabulous twist at the end. So that was Saturday. I also saw The Happening (worst movie, possibly ever), Speed Racer (so very delightful!), and Made of Honor (THE HORROR THE HORROR, but I do have a thing for Michelle Monahan). So that's what calling in sick for two days gets me, entertainment-wise.

New and exciting make-up thingy to talk about! I am a huge fan of Frederic Fekkai's hair care. The two things I am obsessed with are the Ironless Straightening Balm (it really cuts down on hair-dryer time) and Set and Spray (which make my vintage curls last all day). My friend, the rep for Fekkai, needs to hand these items over PRONTO. I also just got the new Ageless Hair Mask. Will try this weekend.

Sales are still slow. Half of my sales were knocked out with returns on Sunday.

Acting theory for the week: My lesson this week was all about expectations. When I read a scene that I will perform I get this image in my head, like a movie almost of what I want the scene to look like. That image can sometimes be detrimental to finding the scene organically. In my Shining City scene I really wanted to have an emotional response at certain moments, and those expectations made me force the scene. My emotional responses are inconsistent at best, but I can assure you they won't happen at all if I demand they happen at a certain time or look a certain way. So yes, do the homework, but don't let my expectations shape the scene, listen and let the scene create the response. In the end, letting go of the image I see is the only way to get to it.

I really like expensive wine. And I really don't want to know anything about it. I like my server to choose for me. It's the service I'm after when it comes to booze. Lou's on Vine is a spectacular little wine bar that I had completely forgotten about until HB, scene-partner extraordinaire, took me again last night. Great service and two faboo whites whose names I don't know.

Wish me luck. I am trying to read Neal Stephenson's Quicksilver again. That'll last. Maybe tomorrow I'll finally get a library card and check out some books.