Shannanigan's Search for More...

Ah, well, last night went pretty well with opening night. Better than the preview night if I may say so myself. Tonight was definitely an improvement on top of that...though I'm a little worried that my scene may not have been as passionate as intended.

Maybe it was just a different crowd, but tonight, people laughed for all of the slaps, and even Rodney's hip movements that are meant to insinuate his "raping" me had people chuckling. I mean, maybe it was just nervous laughter to ease the tension...or maybe it was just a crowd that felt like siding with the bad guy, as some do. Still, I can't help but wonder...was I just not acting well enough? Did my cries sound realistic? Were my lines loud enough? Rodney did say that if the crowd is laughing that I need to remember to speak up...but no one had laughed until tonight. Maybe they weren't hearing me.

I'm sure that it was just the crowd, but just in case, I'll make sure to do a better job tommorow. I'll be louder if they're laughing, and I'll spend more time getting into character before the scene instead of worrying about everyone else getting on stage on time. I mean, that's the stage manager's job, not mine. I'll review my lines and play with my tone, and figure out what will get the audience hating Rodney again...

To top off the insecurity though, it was raining when I got outside, and the rain obstructed my view as I backed out of a parking spot so much that I didn't see a low cement pole behind me. I hit it and scraped a good bit of paint off of my bumper. No dent, thank God, but the scrape just further aggrevates me. I love my pretty car...the scrape takes away from that prettiness!

It just stopped raining as I said that, and Chris and I are IMing and thinking about having a little midnight rendezvous (sp?). That's just what I need tonight...a little spontaneous romance and maybe a glass of White Zinfandel to ease my worries...