Falling into the past

So, this week, I was reminded that even though a show can consume MY life, it isn't consuming everyone else.  It's good to get perspective.

Last week on Apes, I lost.  Why do I phrase it like that?  Well, dear readers, I am completely, absolutely 100% competitive.

On a good day, it plays out well---I get my stuff done, I am inspired and creative and just competing with myself like the books that tell you how to live a good life encourage you to do.

"A little competition is a good thing, human.  But don't let it go too far or it's self-destructive!"

On a bad day, I get super super pissed, a little bit depressed, a bit more defeated and unmotivated and don't even feel like bothering to try.

This apes show has been mostly good days...and this week continues to be.

But oh man, I was freaking pissed off last Monday.

Without going into it, I lost.  And, I lost for the scene that I chose to do, so I should be ready for it.  It wasn't my best performance ever or my best-written scene.  But, the scene was what I wanted to do from the beginning.  And the judging was what it was.  

But what surprised me the most is what always surprises me about myself (lots of self-indulgence going on here, dear readers)...I am really freaking competitive.

So, here's to another week of good days and managing that competitive spirit and being a little bit bad sometimes.

This week was also nice because I got to be reminded of the past, both good and bad.  I had three mini-reunions with old friends--from Tatham, from my old writing group Bette and online with the Tower Players from college.  How nice it is to remember these really formative groups.  That sentence just sounded like my grandma could have written it.

But seriously, I loved it so much.

On the bad front, I saw a person from the past that I could do without seeing.  Just have no room for that person in my life.  And person chose to force the issue.  I will not engage.  I will not person.  Go away and stay away.  Time does not make it all ok.

In real news (instead of personal vendettas and reflections on self), I am wrapping up my job, and don't have another one lined up.

So, maybe I'll be dogwalking again?  Or, living on ramen noodles (their sales are sky high because of the economy.  I feel like people (including myself) lob that word around like they do global warming.  It's tough, because of the ECONOMY.  I am worried about my mortgage because of the ECONOMY. Blah blah blah).

Anyway, two more weeks and then I am done.

Last night, Andy and I went to see Nick and Norah's infinite playlist at the fancy theatre in Evanston.  Those ceilings are so tall!  We got popcorn, and snuck Diet Dr Peppers into the theatre.  Although we lost our popcorn in a tragic arm shifting incident, the DDPs were delish and the company was delighftul.

I really enjoyed the movie---that Michael Cera is really great as that character he plays.  And everyone seemed so cool and hip for high school kids.  Parking seemed very easy for both a large band van and a small ironic car.  They never had to look for it, but always seemed to running up on curbs, but then not caring too much.  Ha ha ha we're teenagers!  

But, it was really good. I'm going to go read some reviews so I can now what I'm supposed to think and say about it.

Today,  I was going to ride down to the green market but all those organic farmers with hefty shoulders, hot beards and canvas money aprons have probably packed it up for the day so I'm lounging in the office, thinking about breakfast sandwiches from Potbelly's and going for a stroll.

enjoy your saturday.  the leaves are changing.  pick out your pumpkins.

ps--My stupid Mac won't let me see the pics I chose, so I randomly chose this one and posted it.

I don't know if it matches the blog entry at all....