tricks are for kids

In this day and age, we rely on technology for practically everything. From work to our personal lives, we utilize technology.. but this is where I have a problem. Technology as a substitute for human communication. Take Facebook. I have people on my page who result to 'poking' me rather than send me a quick note or post on my wall. Hello!! If you poke me in real life, you're going to get the finger! Why assume poking me on a social media site would be any different? And my biggest pet peeve

*drumroll*
Texting as sole communication!!

I'm a texter and I'm not ashamed.. but having a conversation via text annoys the hell out of me! You have my number but refuse to use it.. Now most cell plans, like mine, have unlimited calling plans with their data/text plans. So, if you tell someone you have such a plan, why are you NOT utilizing it?

It's absurd! That screams l a z y to me. I'll give you an example. A guy I know has text conversations with me. How many times he has called me in the last six months, I can count on my tiny hand. I asked, why do you text me more than call? He goes, " its easier for me to work that way." Work that way? Seriously? You working an angle? A big score? Wtf? Even the busiest of us mere humans pick up the phone to dial someone. Like the other day. He sends me a text saying 'what's up'. I reply, 'nothing. nothing at all.' Next thing I know, I get a phone call and some talk about his phone being messed up and him not getting any of his messages and he thought I was being mean and sarcastic with my reply..

Muahahaa!! Dude, if the only time you call is when I send a text you don't like, we don't need to communicate. I understand busy.. I do. But if you are too damn lazy to press a few buttons to make a call, you're just lazy period. People, texting is lovely and I don't dismiss the ease of it. My problem is using it as you MAIN FORM OF COMMUNICATION! Matter of fact, my new stance is this.. if you want to get to know me, call. If you want to carry on a convo or try to initiate a 'relationship' and all you do is text, lose my number. And the word is lose..not loose!

Truth In...

The truth is something when asked, if more often not given.
The half-truths, patronizing and deflecting, are well-crafted decietful tales.

I seek the truth in all things.

I seek truth in love. I have never been of simple thought.

I seek truth in the universe. But the universe hides his vast knowledge from me.

I seek truth in friendships. Ties we've tied. Phoney and fake I see.. people really shouldn't underestimate me.

When does the truth rear its head?

A wrong text in the middle of the night. Pacified tales to keep the anger out of sight. Unread & acknowledged thoughts.. smiles in faces and dogged out of sight.

Yes, the truth comes when we need it. It is given. You just need to see it to accept it.

break me

Still working on this one..

Break Me

You have it but act like you don't.
You have me but act like I don't exist..
This reality isn't fair.
This heart held in your hands..
As fragile as I stand,
On sheer will I am..
This damage to my psyche
Was there before you found me.
And all while I'm drifting,
This current pulls & pushes me along,
Against the rocks on the shore,
I keep screaming nevermore to the silence..

You don't comprehend how
My heart is in your hands..
I'm pleading for you..
Not to break me.
Promise not to break me.

I couldn't survive again,
These cuts will never mend..
Unravelling at my seams.
Looking through me,
Phase right through me..
I guess I'm something to pass the time..

A distraction in your eyes..

Never ask cause you don't care.
Never care cause I'm not really there..
Pretty words to pacify..
Non-existant in your eyes,
I was so blind..

I'm consumed & the fire is killing me.
This shell wasn't made for this journey.
Killing my soul slowly,
Permantently hollow..
You promised to tread lightly,
But your heavy as a stone..

Reniged on your word,
Purgatory you've placed me in..
Promises like sand,
Seep through my shaky hand.
No absolution from you..

I'm busted, broken & sliced in two..
Damaged, unrepairable by you..
You promised not to break me..
Then why am I in pieces...

Copyright 2011 Saturday'sChild

Something New

'Ello Lovelies!

I've been working on some things & i'd like to share this with you..

Unintentional..

He's the type that's hard to talk to,
Doesn't like conflict and neither do I.
I am conflicted.
Confused by everything thrown my way.
The silence kills me,
A blow to my self-esteem..
I'm wondering am I falling..

Unitentionally willing to sit this out.
That's not me,
Not what I'm about.
I don't know becomes common
I'm used to this now.
I speak and the walls come up.
Falling backwards & hopeless..

Made up my mind & it has to end,
I can't stay, there is no battle to win.
I'm used to this now
The unrequited cycle..
Option-land knows my name
Sorry he doesn't feel the same.

No reasons to hang on to this ledge,
No need to push anymore.
I see,
There is truth in your actions,
Your words are deciphered..
The lines are rehearsed..

I'm making this worse...
If you felt the same way I did,
You wouldn't go,
Or leave me this way...

Copyright 2011 Saturday'sChild

Tumbling Down

This is something hard for me to admit so to the ones who still read this, thanks.
I had a breakdown two weeks straight. I hadn't had one in almost four years since my father passed. As I'm writing this, I'm in bed. The sun is shining and people are moving. I really don't want to see people. The first episode started last week. There are things happening in my life I won't mention here but, it all culmulated Thursday night. I'm putting myself out here, literally, so.. *sighs*I hadn't been back to the gym since returning from Texas earlier in the week. Clothes went and are still unpacked from what someone described as my 'gay army' luggage (it is camoflage with pink, green, black and white). Laundry needing to be done and unfortunately a broken washing machine was taking up space in my basement. These are tasks needed to be done and I didn't want to complete them.

The persona I give off to people is the opposite of what is the internal persona. This is for good reason. I was raised that we never talk about or mention what goes on in our private lives to those outside our door. If there are issues, fix them internally and go about your day. I do that. I do it everyday. I hide behind bubbly masses of smiles and friendliness when in actuality, id rather get out of there. Id rather not talk to you. But on some level, I am a 'people person' and I utilize that get by in life. I force myself to be outgoing because who would really believe a woman like me to suffer from depression?

I uttered it.. Depression. In the African-American community, there is no such word. You can argue me down and give me clinical & professional mumbo jumbo but, its true. They do not acknowledge it. My mom was like, "Oh, you're sad. Get over it!" When I had my last breakdown, I stayed in solitude for a week following my return from Tulsa. The next Thanksgiving, same thing. My door has a hole in it from when my 'loving' mother tried to force herself into the room.
Thanks! Covering up that hole was not an easy task...

I knew something was wrong with me at an early age. My mother was told to 'get me some psychological help' when I was in the 2nd grade. "My daughter doesn't need any shrink! She has me." Eh.. not much help you were lady. Your husband of four years just left you with two kids and a father recovering from Colon Cancer. So, that's when my morbid facinations began. 99% of the music I listened to were by deceased artist. I had no real friends. Heck, sometimes my cousins my age didn't like me. The funny thing was even with the rejection of my peers, I wanted to 'fit-in'. Gaining weight in the 5th grade didn't help much. Kids can be crule. So, I did thinks to keep people away, since they didn't want to voluntarily. I brought my diary to school and 'carelessly' left it on my desk. I started fights(sometimes I didn't) and developed a really snarky & nasty attitude (which, if you piss me off, I still have). Once I left that hell hole & moved to San Diego, I thought things would get better. I excelled even further in my studies(living in books does work) and made new friends.. until I was being bullied by a local gang girl. Then, my grandfather passed and I moved home.

High school, eh. I had just decided to be me. Goth girl, reject, semi-jock, floater, student council rep, singer, etc. I just did what made me happy. Lost 80lbs and then the rumours started. I was on crack, I was doing this & that and whatever nonsense they came up with. The fact was I got a job and the physicality of it made me drop weight. I had my crushes then too. The football players, baseball guys.. But, I was never asked out. Not the typical Black mutt beauty. I had mild breaks in school too. But, I just worked my way through them as I usually do. After high school, I tried pursuing the things I did as a kid(pre-weight gain). And kept my self away from getting into relationships because they had a tendency to go bad. It seemed like from 10 and up, everything went bad. Those things I won't discuss here and only a few, and I do mean a few, know of these things.

In my twenties, I 'blossomed' so to speak. Keeping my weight down and trying to have a life... till I got pregnant. I was sad the entire time. I had a friendship that ended badly, hit so hard I flew across a table because I didn't want to 'socialize' with drunk dope heads, having my roommate's bf hit on me because he liked cream and brown sugar...Being told certain things made me not want to carry him to full term. He wasn't born from mutual love.. More like one-sided and I found it out the hard way. After he was born, I picked myself up and began the process of trying to rebuild myself. With love, I fall hard. So, I made sure I didn't.. until someone popped in and then another break. The rejection was like a razor, slicing its way through my skin. I don't do rejection well. And truthfully, contrary to what people say, it is about you. After that, I didn't want to hear any utterance of love, couples, etc. I shut down. I shut down completely and went into automatic mode.

I still shut down but I switch focus. I live, breathe and walk with blinders on. Welcome to my world. Have a cuppa tea..

the tangled web we weave comes undone

When you find out something disturbing, what do you do?

Do you crawl up inside yourself & block everyone out? Or do you carry on like a proud soldier; marching towards their doom? Do you lash out at any and anyone? Do you seek solace & comfort? Or do you seek destruction and revenge?

When you find out something that has an impact on your psyche, does it traumatize you?

I'm left without words as of late. The lies being told to me & the revelations brought to light have me question everything I was told. And I do mean everything. It changes all I knew and I feel lied to. I was inadvertendly lied to. Lead on in the dark by hands of whom I though absolute trust was place. Does this person know that I am aware? Nope. Am I now cold & heartless to this persons survival, absolutely.

I give everyone the same grain of trust starting out as I've mentioned before. Trust is sacred to me. It is a building block in any type of relationship. But when my trust is betrayed, I wipe you clean from my book. I will not speak to you again & never share things with you. My mum always said that, 'whats done in the dark, will come to light.' And in this case it has.

Why do I feel lied to, you may ask? Well, if one states to you their intent & is stating it to someone or some other bodies without telling you the real deal, is it not a lie? Doesn't it make everything spoken between parties a farce?

As for my involvement with this person, I'm waiting. Waiting to see if they decided to come clean & fess up. Waiting to see if they will be honest & open as they want me to be. But if what is there is based on a lie, then there was no trust to begin with. I have a tendency to read between the lines. So see what is actually there. And what I see is not pretty now. Looking back, I should've known..

silent all these years..

"I've been here... Silent all these years..."

Taken from one of my favourite Tori Amos songs. I feel like I'm silent. I let things happen to me & I don't speak about it.. I don't speak to it. Festering inside me & growing until I'm suffocated with it. And once it has consumed me, I lose all focus. I fall fast & noone knows this. Well, until now. But hey, who actually reads my dribble? I decided that this blog will be about me. Not some actors I've met, some band I enjoy, or some franchises.. Just me. Stripped bare-boned as I make my way through life & career. So, this is the beginning of a new age for the Reject's blog. I had something happen to me that threw me for a loop.

I fell in deep like. Like? Yes, like. I think the word love is misused & overly abused these days. You can love shoes, food, make-up, and of course people.. but like? Aah.. I met this guy and it was like I was slapped by the universe. In one week, everything changed. Walls were brought down & blinders ripped away. And then the monkey wrench happened & I'm sitting here feeling broken, used, hurt, and hollow. I feel gutted & I can't really explain how it occured. So now I'm in that space. That space where I don't care anymore & want things to end. I ask myself how? How did I let this go so far? There were many things in the way & possibly wouldn't have worked... But, I wanted to try. Shakespeare once wrote, 'it is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all,' I disagree. It is better never to love & experience such despair than to love & die once love has left.

Rob Pattinson on Hope For Haiti Telethon

Rob was one of many celebrities that donated (and still are)their time to participate in the Hope For Haiti telethon tonight.



You can still donate!

You can text GIVE to 50555

Text Haiti to 90999

Call 1-877-99-HAITI (994-2484)

HopeforHaiti.org

http://www.cnn.com/impact

for a list of charities and organizations assisting in the relief!

How You Can Help

As we all know, Haiti was hit with a massive earthquake one week ago. There are many things that the people need; such as clean water, medication, food, etc. As human beings, we should look out for our fellow man. I know our nation is in a recession but, there are people donating their time and money to help that poor nation.

If you want to help, please go to http://www.cnn.com/impact for a list of charities and organizations that are helping raise funds and care for the victims of this disaster. Let us not turn a blind eye like with what happened with Hurricane Katrina.

New Twitter!

Hello my lovelies!

I know it's been a while, but this just couldn't wait!

My new Twitter name is @GallieAODRadio

Yes, that's right.. ArtistsOnDemand Radio!


As I've mentioned before, I am one of the hosts on AOD and it's official.. LOL

Check us out!

http://www.blogtalkadio.com/ArtistsOnDemandRadio
http://www.artistsondemandradio.webs.com
http://www.twitter.com/artistsondemand

We're on Myspace & Facebook as well.

Don't worry, I will be blogging more soon.. The 'Reject of Gallifrey' blog will still be... always :) !!

Plus, I have to keep you updated on the Reject so, @gallifreyeject is still here lol

Toodles and poodles,

Gallie aka GallifreyReject :)

NEWS!!

Guess who is one of two new host-in-training at Artist On Demand Radio ???

Yup!

ME!! Gallie the Reject! Whoohoo!

I am happy to be joining Nikki, Vicky, Kristen, Megs, Dan & Ashleigh as a host! It is going to be a blast and an awesome journey!!

So, I want you to check out my first show 'Friday Free-For All' this Friday 8pm CST/9pm EST.

	Friday, November 6, 2009
	9:00pm - 9:30pm EST
	http://www.blogtalkradio.com/ArtistsOnDemandRadio

Tune in as we introduce our brand new host in training Gallie! We will also be talking about the 100 Monkeys interview on Nov. 7th and everything coming up the next week, including Crisis In Hollywood & Tin Tin Can! Don't forget the music. Gotta love the music!

The link is below! See you Friday!!

ArtistOnDemandRadio

Space for Rent

Have you even given someone space in your life, only to have them take up residence when they know it is only temporary? You have called yourself putting the 'space' up for rent, cleaning house, making sure things are well for them and losing yourself along the way? Did you ever wonder why you let them take up occupancy knowing they wouldn't let you reside? What am I talking about you may ask? I am talking about the space in your heart.

I recently saw a pic of someone I knew and their significant other and it pained me afterward. Was I happy for that person, yes. Was I upset, quite frankly yes. It hurt like a thousand needles sticking me in my backside, injecting their poison into my bloodstream. It affected me so bad that I could not sleep all night. It made me wonder why... Why had it affected me so. Then I realized that I had not 'cleaned house' so to speak with that person.

There are things I know about this person that his wife would probably be upset about; might even be grounds for divorce.. Dirty little things that will not come from my lips and be shown the light of day. But I digress. It was over years ago and of course we both have moved on. But, what probably upset me so is that I wish the 'spaces' in my heart would close.

It is not easy. It is not easy when you have feelings that are not reciprocated and what is left in that space is hurt, anger and most of all, an empty hole. There is another person who I cannot seem to let go. Despite this person being evil towards me and wishing my demise, I still let him rent space here. Why? I have no clue. Maybe it is because I still care but, I know it is not worth it. I could be dying (God Forbid) and this person still would not give a rat's ass.

Another person I let rent space has a huge chunk of Reject real estate. I hear the 'I miss you', "I care about you', blah blah mess but the actions do not fit the words. I keep wondering to myself why! Why the flying fuck do I keep renting out spaces to those unworthy of me? Am I that twisted and masochistic that I allow these things to occur subliminally?

To answer my own question.. Probably yes. I let those I know will never reciprocate the feelings I have inside and granted them access to the most important thing I have.. My heart.

So to you, my readers.. don't let unworthy people take up space in your heart. Clean house with those there and if they are not worthy of you, let them go. It is easier said than done; yes I know. But in the long run, it will be better for you and you won't have to be like me.. Staring at a picture and hurting inside.

What Were You Doing.....

.....The day the World Trade Centers fell?

Tomorrow is the eight year anniversary of the day our modern world stood still. The day people from all walks of life perished. Commonly referred to as 9/11, September 11th, 2001, to quote Franklin D. Roosevelt, is "the date that will live in infamy". I use this quote because this was my generation's Pearl Harbor. My great uncle fought in World War II. I remember stories he used to tell us of those times. Both he and my grandfather could remember exactly what they were doing when the news came across the radio announcing Japanese armies had struck. On that day, lives were unnecessarily ended to prove a point to our nation that we are not indestructible; that we are not mighty and that we too like the Berlin wall, can fall.

The horrible events of that day will forever live in our minds and have changed the world as we know it. We have colored terror alerts and the infamous Privacy Act which gives the government the right to spy on our citizens. We also have increased security measures at airports (although, I do not like looking at stranger's ugly toes while going through the security gates).

Our lives have changed but has the way we think changed as well? What did the attacks on the Trade Center and the Pentagon teach us? What did those brave people who risked their lives teach us trying to prevent another airplane from striking another place? We live in an era when the mere utterance of disapproval sends the government running. We also saw an outporing of solidarity from all Americans, breaking color walls down; even if it was for a short period. But we also saw our nation's first minority President elected last year. Progress is slow, but some is better than none.

But, as the years went on, things, in my opinion, went back to normal...

What was I doing that day? Getting ready to leave the house. I was watching the Today show when the coverage of the plane hitting the first tower was shown. I saw, as many others did that morning, the second plane hit the 2nd tower. When I first heard about it, I thought it was an accident. A plane went off course and had a dreadful accident. But when the second tower was hit, I knew this was no mere coincidence. I called my mother and she was told like everyone else, to evacuate downtown Chicago. I then tried to call my friend in NYC to see if her family was ok. Calling out of NYC was easier than calling in.

I also knew her brother and sister-in-law worked in the Trade Centers as well. My prayers went out to her and them. And when the news came out, we all cried for those lost.

So I ask you,

What were you doing that fateful day? How has it changed you?

The Power of Social Networking

As some already know, I'm on Twitter.

But before Twitter, I was on Myspace. Before Myspace, I was on Facebook. The thing I love most about social networking sites is that I can re-connect with friends I've lost touch with throughout the years. Case in point, friends of mine I hadn't seen since Kevin Richardson was a Backstreet boy, found me on FB & Myspace! Cool huh. Then there are those I went to high school with and college. A few exes too lol. But, connecting with these people made me remember all the good times had. Although some memories form h.s. they can keep.. lol

Not to mention new friends I met throughout my travels and other things. I think social networking has its advantages. And a crap load of disadvantages. Like I don't want to be followed by spammers and porn bots on Twitter, so I block. Perverted men on Myspace... I reject their friend request. People on my Fb I only accept if we have:

1. Mutual friends
2. Met in person before
3. Have a common interest
4. Networking/Jobs
   
5. I knew them from a previous life.. lol

As of right now, I have a nice group of people I keep in contact with. And as my interest grow, so does the list.

OMG

Did you miss me?

Oh come on.. You know you did! LOL

We are less than 90 days away from the release of New Moon and with Eclipse being filmed, the frenzy has not died down. And judging from all the pap pics I've seen recently, it is getting hot in Vancouver!

No not sexually.. (although Robsten lovers would LOVE that!)

Set stalking has resumed and Twitter is a blaze with set pics and cast locals. I wonder do these gals ever quit (the stalking ones)?

Did I mention I met some awesome people last month in Michigan? Did I also mention I met 100Monkeys as well (sans J-Action)? Did I mention that I rock socks? LOL Did I also mention that Lucky Strike has an awesome club area?? OOOOOOh!

Don't believe... See the proof kiddies..

Oh and my hair was all kinds of messed up by the end of the night.. Sweat and humidity are not my BFF's! LOL

J Rad aka Jerad Anderson & Me (I will travel if ya pay me.. LOL)

The awesome.. Ben J aka Ben Johnson :) I have mad respect for him :)

Ben G aka Ben Graupner.. (note to self: Don't pull a Graupner..LOL)
Ooh we're both all gums!

See, I so rock socks off Monkeys yo! LOL Just missing one signature... Oh Jackson... LOL

Myself & the Man.. The Myth.. The Legend.. Uncle Larry :)
taken at the Spencer Bell Legacy Show

Yeah I know, I'm soo behind in posting.. But you love me anyways.. right?? lol

Oh and also, Check out this montage I made, with a little help from my friends, of course.. :P

Oh and btw, this vid is also up on my You Tube channel XxGallifreyRejectxX . There will be more 'Amandah' vids up soon, as well and whatever I feel like putting up there.. lol, But in the mean time, rate, comment on my channel.. :)

Ok..Till the next post...

ME!!!

p.s. I have this awesome pic I took with Dan Graupner aka Orson Brawl, but because I love me some Dan, I ain't posting it :) hehee

My Name

When I was a kid, this song was and still is one of my favorites. A lyric I kind of apply to me goes like this...

"...She used to have a carefree mind of her
own, with devilish look in her eye
Saying "You can call me anything you like, but
my name is Veronica..."

Elvis Costello - Veronica
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Kind of weird for a kid to be singing..lol I used to substitute 'Veronica' for whatever nick name I had that month. These days, I have a few more names I go by.. D.i.v.a.(not much anymore), Cams(very few use this & ya need permission lol), The Reject & the 'illustrious' Gallie. I like Gallie. It is up there with D.I.V.A in a sense. It stands for something. Something.. I think, besides Gallifrey..But this post is about names. We name our children names in the hopes that they fit; but do they? My birth name would have been Sara (thank GOD she didn't chooses Hall & Oats). I don't feel like a Sara.. Heck, I don't feel like a Camille. It is funny. My name is a classic & timeless one and people somehow still find a way to fucker it up (i.e. Ca-millie. camillay..) err..!
Sometimes I wonder about our educational system, then I see how they mess up a seven letter proper noun..

Ranting

I tend to think of myself as easy going, social, an original aka being me; but one thing that pisses me off is not giving credit where it is due. I detest people who are unoriginal. People who have to copy ideas (known ideas I might add) and try to pass them off as their own. You know the type. The ones who are copy cats! Original thought to those people are few and far between. I am a creative person in my own right & I respect other's creativity... But to pass something off as your own, without giving credit where it is due is despicable in my eyes. It is plagiarism to a degree. This isn't the first time in this case. Why not ask if it is ok to use the idea? Maybe if it was posed to me, then I would not be a pissed bitch right now.

I have no problem hurting feelings when I feel I'm wronged. Like a lioness protecting her cubs, I am fierce when it comes to loyalty and what is mine. My ideas, my creative process..Mine! And when people steal it, it offends me in the most hurtful way.

I Wonder, Wonder Who....

You all are probably wondering why the lack of Rob/Kstew coverage regarding their other projects... Well, it is because it isn't really anything new or different that I can post as of late. And I refuse to post gossip! Everyone in the fandom has been posting pics and things and almost really look the same. So in my infinite wisdom (laughs), I decided not to post. But I have been working on other projects so do stay tuned!

But in other news, I'm planning a trip to MI! Since I am not able to start my classes at AADA (which btw started today :( ), I am road tripping it!

On August 15th, I will be attending the Spencer Bell Legacy show in Aurburn Hills, MI. Bands include Tin Tin Can, The Stevedores and 100Monkeys! There are two shows that day. An all ages at 2pm and 21+ at 7pm. Tickets are on sale now at Callahans.

Am I excited, yes!

I also get to see my peeps and hang out for which is sure to be a fucktastic event!

I love spreading the word about Spencer and his music! He left such a impact on those who knew him and his music is just awesome! Spencer passed away in 2006 from Adrenal Cancer. This cancer is rare, but with help, we can find a way to beat it down! It is very deadly and once caught, the survival rate is slim, and there is very little awareness regarding this aggressive form of cancer.

If you are on Facebook, join the cause and let others know about it!

Causes on Facebook Adrena Cancer

All donations made on the page go to the

MILLIE SCHEMBECHLER
MEMORIAL FOUNDATION
FOR ADRENAL CANCER
A 501(c)(3) nonprofit
111 Miller Ave
Ann Arbor, MI 48104

for more information about Spencer, please visit Spencer Bell Memorial

Lacking Motivation

I lack motivation...

Yes, me! Sucks doesn't it. Today I was supposed to see my mom sing with her choir, but alas, I am at home.. Why, because my ginormous arse can't fit anything! You are prolly going ok, and, so lose the damn weight fat ass! Easier said than done shithead! Do you know how hard it is to lose weight? I thyink I've done everything besides being cut open and crap! The funny thing was I've lost weight before.. And I felt really good about myself.. I felt I accomplished something. Now its like oh fuck! The bad thing is motivation.. I need it! I need to be told daily to get off my ass and work out.. But how? I do it daily..Tell myself to do it and next thing you know, nada..

So, I want you to tell me how do YOU get motivated to achieve a goal? It could be anything from losing weight to, say meeting someone. So yes..comment below! Cause a sistah need some help!l

A Hell Of Their Own Making...

As some may know, I was in a play last night called, A Hell Of Their Own Making, which was part of the 24 Hour Plays Chicago. The concept of the 24hr play is to create, cast, rehearse and perform a play in 24 hours! No easy feat for some! This idea was first done in New York and was met with success. My character was a demon..lol It was an interesting experience! I would like to thank all who sent their well wishes, good karma, energy and stuff to me! It helped bunches!!

Now..If Only I can get my beloved Monkeys to Chicago... hmm....

lol