I really need to do laundry today, but that takes quarters which I think I have in my car all the way downstairs in the garage... which means I must get dressed because someone might see me.
Does anyone want to go see a student-directed production of Jean Genet's The Balcony at UCLA? I have never seen it, and I like Genet, so I'm thinking of going. I think it runs this weekend and next. I also am planning on heading down to CSULB for Lanford Wilson's Burn This which my friend Brian is in. If any of you LJ-ers wanna come with, let me know.
I have to be careful that what I do at CSUP doesn't become some kind of longer pattern in my life. I musn't settle. It's funny, though... I think of what I do as a kind of service. I help people, actors, etc. As a teacher, I am rather under the impression that that is the goal of a teacher. I suppose I never thought that the goal of a teacher could be to excel at teaching. I'm not someone who is a climber. I am not into the whole "upwardly mobile" thing, but maybe that is the suburbanite in me keeping me down. I think I have the capacity to be the climber, but is it something I desire? I'm just not sure yet. I am so glad I applied to UCLA, though.
What I am is what I am are you what you are or what? [If only you were right, Edie, but what I am is not what I am and what you are is not what you are, either.]
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