For a while I was thinking that I'd act as some kind of heroine in a chicklit book for you. I thought that I'd describe my antics in the wacky world of dating and flirtation, including my misadventures, and oh, the laughs we'd have. Unfortunately I have come to the conclusion, yet again, that I am a rubbish heroine. Have I spoken to Max (also known, in some circles, as photocopier man)? Yes, obviously, we work at the same place. Have I had any meaningful conversation beyond work-related things? No. Of course not. To be honest I'm surprised that anyone expects me to have initiated such a thing. I just spoke to him on the phone. He dictated an email - what saucy fun, eh? Did I flirt? Did I say anything of interest? No. Apart from "oh crap, I missed that. Can you go back a bit?" He comes in, fails to notice me, flirts with Sophie (damn her eyes), leaves. And that's kind of it.
And let's not forget the fact that I am atrocious at posting even. Even on facebook, I am so disinterested in writing about myself that there is barely anything going on on my profile page. This is how rubbish I am. I am boring myself.
The thing is, I have lots going on, I'm just disinclined to write about it. I think, as last year, I've been inhabiting an onstage persona too firmly. Elizabeth Proctor would find the status updates and soul-sharing all too invasive, I feel. There's also the fact that she was a Puritan in 1692 and would, therefore, be more than a little confused by the whole technology thing. On the plus side, since playing both Anna and Elizabeth, my general posture and way of holding myself has improved. So I'm a bit mentally messed up but I walk straighter. Oh, and the reviewer called me "strikingly pre-Raphaelite". As with every description of me that has to do with the way I look, I take it with a pinch of salt. I am only too ready to accept that my acting was good but I struggle with people complimenting my looks. I just assume they're blind or being nice and move on. I say "move on" but that's only if you don't count the number of times I returned to the review to check that's what it actually said. I am so needy.
Anyways, stuff is moving on apace as always. Some good, some bad. Unfortunately none of it to do with either Max or a career but I trust that I'll work it all out eventually. Ish.
