**DIGEST** (for those people who can't be arsed to read the whole thing, and in fairness why on earth should you?)Was doing the acting thing, got ill, stayed ill, continued to be ill, remain ill. Am now bored of it, but it shows no signs of going away just yet. It's not even like I've got arms falling off, or a terrible rash, or chronic halitosis, I'm just really reeeeally knackered and dizzy the whole time. Which is, well, dull. At the moment I'm spending far too much time watching baseball, which for some reason I've never fully understood myself, I love.
Questions / comments / mindless derision all welcome, on a postcard or otherwise.**THE RAMBLING VERSION** (woo.)
OK, so this might as well be updated. I WAS spending this year on a fantastic course in structured declamation and the wearing of tights on a professional basis (aka 'Classical Acting', but don't believe a word of it), until my evidently useless body decided it couldn't be arsed one morning and I was reduced to spending my life doing nothing in my room for the foreseeable future, with something that assorted medical minds tell me to refer to as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. ME, for those down on medical euphamisms. So the world of theatre's gain is my loss, for this year at least. Cross fingers and think positive thoughts please for a triumphant return to iambic pentameter and non-recreational make-up sometime around January 2008.
When I get bored, which, hey, is not exactly infrequent these days, I get my shits and/or giggles trying (poorly) to learn the guitar, messing with my cats' heads, shouting at men who kick, throw and swat assorted sized balls thousands of miles away through the magic of television, dealing books about motor racing on ebay and losing an ongoing battle to grow facial hair between 'tache and beard-line. When all that loses its shine I write drivel on myspace.
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They tell me this is where the cool kids of the cyber community hang out. like that's not a contradiction in terms. mostly I'm here for the free music. I may be the only member of myspace to moonlight as a giant furry camel for the amusement of rugby fans... I'm happy with the fact that I waved goodbye to my soul long ago. Once I was at Rose Bruford, but that didn't work out, so I went to Reading and did nothing for three years. Now I'm training to act at Central in London at the moment, do bits of directing too, but mostly I spend my time being long-winded. Contarary to the spirit of which, I have nothing more to add.
