Delirium Tremens

December 1, I went to Williamsburg because I was invited to an Evening of One Acts by The New Company Theatre. Let's see, who was there? Kayla, Mike, Kaseem, Matt, and Max. Those were the people that I know of. Everyone else were strangers. Blehh...

I had no idea it was being held at Max's place. But Kayla said that the beer was free for me so I drank. What I neglected to do was to eat something between 2pm and 10pm of when I was there. Hmm...and then I downed 8 bottles of beer! Eugh...

I safely got onto the Q train, but missed my stop because I passed out. I'm glad that my wallet was not stolen nor was I harmed. As the Q train was pulling into the Coney Island station at 2:30am (last stop), I lifted my head and felt the need to burp. I didn't just burp. I vomited. All over my lap, the floor, and the cell phone ear piece I saw on the floor. Needless to say, I was completely wasted and sick and gone. I wanted my bed. I didn't dare move from the train and hoped to God that it was just going to head back to Manhattan and not out of commission. The train did start moving and once we were at Avenue U, I darted up and ran out the door. Of course that was the wrong move to make. I instantly felt queasy again and sat on the bench available in the station for a good 10 minutes before getting up again and making my way out. I got as far as 15th Street and threw up again. This time it was just bile.

The next morning was no better. In fact, it was worse. I woke up still feeling nauseated. Not only that but I suffered what Louis calls the DTs. I looked it up on Wikipedia and this is the information I got:

"Delirium tremens (colloquially, the DTs, "the horrors", "the shakes" or "rum fits;" literally, "shaking delirium" or "trembling madness" in Latin) is an acute episode of delirium that is usually caused by withdrawal or abstinence, from alcohol following habitual excessive drinking, or benzodiazepines or barbiturates (and other minor tranquilizers)."

Symptoms include: "The main symptoms are confusion, disorientation and agitation. Other common symptoms include intense hallucinations such as visions of insects, snakes or rats (or stereotypically, pink elephants). These may be related to the environment, e.g., drawings on wallpaper that the patient would perceive as giant spiders attacking him or her. Unlike hallucinations associated with schizophrenia, delirium tremens hallucinations are primarily visual, but associated with tactile hallucinations such as sensations of something crawling on the subject - a phenomenon known as formication...DT has extreme autonomic hyperactivity (high pulse, blood pressure, and rate of breathing), and 35-60% of patients have a fever."

Let's just say that day was a day of rest for me. I was at Louis' place for the day and he basically took care of me. I can't say enough about Louis. He's intelligent, truthful and honest, caring, and a wonderful friend. When I broke up with my last lover/boyfriend, I thought it was the end of the world. I had never experienced such a depressing moment. But I now know there was a very good reason it would have never worked out and that is because there are better people in the world that I could be with and Louis is at the moment the best. Aww Hell, we're the same size, so we exchange clothing items. I'm wearing his belt and he mine. We also have this weird connection and will appear in almost the matching outfits. Best of all, we take care of each other. If I knew Louis was sick, I'd sacrifice what I wanted to do and take care of him and he's taken care of me a few times already. I have nothing to complain about right now.

New Home

So I'm moving Tuesday. I'm moving closer to Louis. He's just 3 avenues away from me now. It's all nice and furnished now. I have a futon in the living room and a daybed in the 2nd bedroom and a queen's sized bed in the master. At least this way when my parents and my brother comes over, they will have a place to stay. That is if my brother wants to come over at all. Oh well.

It's really nice, it's a corner apartment and it's 1 block from the subway train. I'm really excited about it. I'll be living alone too and having the peace and quiet and finally a desk to work at.

I have noticed that I have not been keeping up with my studying and just not been sharpening my tools mainly because I work off of either my bed or the coffee table in the living room. Before it was off the floor which was worse. Now I'll be able to work off an actual desk and be able to work on Photoshop stuff and research. No more moving my computer here and there. It stays in one place. I'm also thinking of getting a desktop now because I want my laptop to specifically be my work computer. Have nothing on it. No music, no video, nothing else but work documents. The home computer is what I will call the desktop, will be my plethora of play things.

I'm just so excited that I will be able to have some quiet time when I get home from work. That's all I really want. Quiet time from work. I like having room mates, but a lot of times when I come home to see a lot of people in the apartment, I just get aggravated. I want to have a calm place to settle down after a long hard day. That's all. Maybe even crash on the sofa.

Here's to a new beginning.

Been a while...

In between the last few months since I have posted has been a crazy wild ride. I've spent most of my time with Louis which is very good. It is good because he's still not sick to death of me yet. We have had wonderful nights talking and he's been teaching me how to analyze text as an actor. I have learned the 3 addresses in a monologue. More people continue to come to me for Technical Theatrical work, which is alright, but I'm learning to say no when they offer $0. I'm also learning to be a Technical Director and have even gotten my Theatre and Film Studio Fireguard license!!! Yea for me!!! Vivian will save you all in the event of a fire. Louis and I make a great team. When Louis is unable to be present, I take over, and not fuck up. Things are working out wonderfully so far.

Say Your Prayers, Mug! was an awesome play and if you missed it, then that's your bad luck. Most people probably wouldn't have been able to get in anyway since a good majority of the nights the house was completely full. Many people laughed...some people got really into it and took it too seriously, but all in all, it was well written, well acted, well designed, and well directed. Kudos to Playwright and Director Todd Michaels. I had a wonderful blast and I hope to work with him again in the future.

I'm still going to meetings at A Company Of Players Monday nights at Shetler/Bridge Theatre. I learned a great deal about finding your light on stage, diction, vocal support, and all the goodness that comes from an experienced man in professional NY theatre of the last 30 years.

I'm not sure how this winter will fare. I'll still be office temping. I'll still be working for theatre during the evenings. In between I'll try to squeeze in a hug and kiss from Louis. I just need a cheap place to live.

Free Chocolate TV anyone?

Great Evening

After work, I met up with Louis in the East Village. He was attending a reading of Say Your Prayers, Mug at The Red Room above the Kraine Theatre. I'm supposed to help him out with the running of the show.

The play sounds really funny and interesting. I must send word out for it when it does go up. The Red Room is a nice little theatre. It's equipped with soo many things from projector screens sound speakers, lights, and all. It's a great little black box.

Not to mention Louis is incredible in Theatre. I bet you anything that he could act, direct, design lights, sound, set, and then have it become a hit. I'd say that Louis understand theatre and the workings of the human psyche rather than following the forms and rules of theatrical theory. He is extremely pragmatic. I can't say enough about Louis and I'm thrilled to be considered a part of his team, both for upcoming productions he's involved with and for his new endeavor, A Company Of Players.

Crazy Dream

So I'm standing there staring at the sky. The Sun is high and it's beautiful. Then out of the blue, I see the sun being eclipsed. I know I should look away, but I felt compelled to stare at it. This black hole with a glowing ring around it. It didn't even look like a real eclipse. It was a black blob really with a glowing ring around. The ring was reddish orange and it was soo bright and tangible. I felt as if the more I stared into it, the closer it got. It was beautiful and yet disturbing at the same time. Then I get news from other people around me that the sun is being destroyed right now. Some black mass is killing the Sun--suffocating it--eating it up. This is where my emotions get all twisted up. I felt sick...sick to my stomach at myself. The Sun is dying and I'm just standing there marveling at the destruction. I could have been finding out why. How to help the situation. But rather than doing that, I stood there watching it. Then the glowing ring faded into nothing. I wanted to take a shower so I did. Or well, attempted to. I tried turning on the water, but it was constantly cold. Apparently in this world, the water was heated by the Sun. Without it, the water would stay icy. With that, I sat there with the water running through the tap and I just felt soo hopeless. Desolate. Helpless.
Last night's dream really put me through the ringer. I know I was bit by several things last night. Perhaps a mosquito. Perhaps a poison mosquito that forced me to have hallucinations or realistic dreams??? I don't know. Mosquitoes love me...especially when I sleep...all over my feet and my hands and arms. Funny thing is last night, I didn't feel any bumps. It could have been a spider too. I've seen those in my room sometimes. I never kill them because spiders eat mosquitoes, but maybe it was poisonous. Didn't find anything in bed, nor did I feel anything different other than being really tired.

Navigate

This weekend has been dedicated to doing nothing and just milling about.
I am reading Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows. I'm about 1/6 through with the book already and I just began reading it Saturday evening. It's quite addictive. I waited until the last book came out before I read the Half Blood Prince because I didn't want to wait. I wanted to read it through. Now, I'll have to go back and read books 1-7 in completion. I think the effect will be different.

I also took my bike out this weekend for some heavy trekking. Saturday, because the weather was nice and not humid and just generally pleasant, I rode it all the way down to Coney Island. I used my sense of navigation rather than use a map or a compass. I figure if I know some of the subway stops, I could maneuver my way around. I was able to get onto the other side of the Belt Parkway and ride alongside the water until Toys R Us. It took me about a total of 1 1/2 hours to get there and then back. On my way back, I caught a glimpse of 2 accidents. One where the fire fighters came and were trying to open the hood of a minivan. Another where I saw a man lying on a stretcher. And of course, I almost was run over on 4th Avenue and 19th Street by some guy who wasn't looking in front of him. He came within 5 inches from my bike. The good thing is that he wasn't moving very quickly. He had just pulled into the side and was about to pull out again.

Sunday I cleaned the kitchen. It was very very messy. And then waited till the sun wasn't too hot to take another bike ride. I have never ridden my bike to Williamsburg, so I thought I would give that a try. I got lost. With no cell phone on me and no compass, I went around in a circle before I hit Bedford Stuyvesant and realised I had gotten to the Bedford Nostrand stop on the G train. From there on out, I knew exactly where I was going. Getting there took me about 1 1/2 hours, but getting back only took 40 minutes. Really about the same time as it takes me to go over the Manhattan bridge from Park Slope. I do the ride without stopping now. It's pretty incredible that it only took me a short while to develop the stamina and endurance. I must be in pretty good shape. I have the drive...now all I have to do is apply it to my career and where that is going.

I signed up to Facebook today. I got several emails from friends and colleagues to join. So I did. I originally deleted the account because I did not want to be associated with Pace University. I have the option to not be a part of it now. It's a relief to also see that anyone can sign up to Facebook now. I felt it was detrimental for it to only be available to students and those with an email address that ended with EDU. There's a lot of new things now. Little applications that I've just put on my page. It's fun. Now if MySpace had something like that. I found out that my brother, stepsisters are all using it. Oh well...I guess I'll just have to join the crowd.