The realization of the duration of this whole london thing seems to rather have hit home this past tuesday. In a fashion that only Laura Lechner(who HAS been touched by sir ian) can fully appreciate, I spent 3 or so hours in the queue for Hamlet tickets for JANUARY. oh and did i ever get tickets, it felt quite victorious and Courtney and I are going to have a lovely time with David Tenent, but the reflection of noting that said tickets are for in 2009 was a bit disarming. That added to a drunken brawl out side my window involving people who live in my flat, and a lovely heart felt conversation via phone with a friend from back home, all started to make me feel a bit vulnerable and out of my element and lead to me calling the rents for good wisconsin lovin'. SO, in an effort to bring things down a size i made a count-down on paper of 26 weeks to monitor my time here, and as it is, am already down to 24 weeks....which seems highly manageable. --and until the next 24 weeks of my life reveal themselves, i am going to keep myself fully entertained. Yesterday morning I went to a reading of Roahl Dahl stories, as performed by three actors on stage while Quinton Blake illustrated live along to the action of the selections. IT WAS AWESOME. and i totally felt like a little kid having so many of my favorite books read to me outloud! it was great.
Tuesday, my lovely friend adam will be passing though on his way back to the states, so a pint is definetly in order, and a tube ride to the airport with a bit of good minneapolis familiarity.
(as long as the euro-star dosent catch on fire again...it happened, check the news)
Thurday I have the day off as well and am making my first trip to the Globe, which is definetly a requirement of any actor living in london i should think. Liam and I are going to go see Midsummers , and then wa-la, it will be another week down practically, 23, bam!