TODAY FUCKING SUCKED.

And like, for no reason, except that I think it's these fucking birth control pills I started taking on Sunday. :( I've been really, really fatigued since I started taking them and no one told me that's a big side effect for them. And today it was like the worst thing ever because I had these awful fucking mood swings.

We were talking about eating disorders in health, and I was reading this book about it and all of a sudden I just couldn't fucking deal with it and started bawling and I ran to the bathroom. Normally something like that would bother me but I don't know if I would find it THAT distressing. Then I wrote a really angry and sad entry in my diary about like NOTHING. Then since Dillon wasn't around today because he was in Georgia for a college interview I was like waaaaaaaay more depressed about that than I should have been.

Then at Rumors rehearsal my mood went up and I was kinda hyper for a while, and then when I came home I crashed and when I woke up I was like "maybe it's these fucking pills" and I was reading the side effects and I was like FJORGHREUGHUE[HGNUETBNU PANICCCC. The weight gain thing made me cry. I knew I could gain weight on this stuff but suddenly reading it again, I just like LOST IT. Like WHAT THE HELL.

CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY FUCKING CRAZYYY.

And now I'm crying again because it's my birthday on Friday and I think I'm gonna be staying at Dillon's house over the weekend and if I'm like this for that stuff it's just totally going to suck. Plus I'm still totally freaking out at the possibility of gaining weight, to the point where the thought of having birthday cake on friday is making me cry MORE.

I HATE THESE FUCKING PILLS! Some girl today was telling me that I'm on like the WORST ONE and that she knew girls who have taken it and HATED IT, which was not a good thing to hear! And then I was looking it up online a minute ago and like at least 80% of the people who were discussing it said similar things. This sucks sucks sucks. I'm ALREADY and emotional wreck. Now I'm going to be like A FUCKING PSYCHO, and a FAT one at that!

Phil Leirness is coming to South fucking Carolina.

He told me to "book a play for late June and I'll come see that."

BOOK A PLAY?! WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK I AM?! I'M NOT ANY OF THE HOLLYWOOD PEOPLE HE HANGS OUT WITH yet. I can't just "book a play" ! xDD

Still, Phil Leirness. I'm gonna meet him in real life. UM FUCK YEAH.

(Again, he's the director guy that co-hosts Chillpak Hollywood Hour with Dean Haglund. He's pretty fucking rad.)

QUICKLY F-LIST! TELL ME HOW TO "BOOK A PLAY" ALL HOLLYWOOD-STYLE FOR LATE JUNE.




Maybe I'll just write, direct and star in my own. Yeah. I'll do that. *determined face*

I GOT THE LEAD. I didn't even think I would. I'm not even really sure if I set out to get the lead... I just assumed it would be one of the senior girls, who are amazing at everything. But the audition went pretty damn well. I mean, it went well enough that I wasn't kicking myself afterward like I usually do, since I'm really hard on myself about these things.

I didn't know they'd tell me so fast, but about an hour after I got home, I got the call. :D

The play is Rumors by Neil Simon. I'm playing Chris Gorman.

AHHHH I'm soooo excited! I haven't done a proper play in SUCH a long time. Plus, this is comedy, which means it's both more of a challenge, and more fun.

This rocks.

I rock.

Yes, I don't care. I'll say it. I ROCK.

No more exams!

Yayyyyyyyyyy. :D

Now just Sweeney Todd. And getting the extract we're performing for 1000 people (yes, one thousand) at City Hall on the 23rd right.

...I'm not quite shitting myself yet, but I will once the concept of 1000 people sinks in.


And the fact that we've only just now blocked the scene.


And the fact that I don't quite know all the words.



.... :D;;

I have been MENTIONED IN DEAN'S PODCAST.

Just for a second, but, like, even SO.

If anyone's interested, it's the latest - #53 - and I'm apparently the only person who noticed there was no show last week. xD



...I am such a fucking dork. ^_^;;


(And for the record, one day I WILL stop posting these annoying fangirl entries all about someone most of you don't even know, or have already met yourself, or would only be mildly impressed if it was, like, David Duchovny, and he was showing up at my house with a massive bouquet of flowers just to profess his undying love for me. :D...)

If the overexcitedness of the subject frightened you, you may as well stop reading now because this entry is likely to be a mess of gramatical errors, big giant exaggerated emoticons, and general fangirl-squeeage. I would apologize in advance except a) I just met my favorite person and thus should be cut some slack, and b) it's my journal and if you're going to tell me how to use it then I'm going to have to tell you to kindly go eat some poptarts because they're nice and stop bothering me. :D

Okay.

The show was, in a word, AWESOME. And hilarious. AND I GOT UP ON STAGE AND DID SHIT. (I mean, when I was supposed to... not, like, just randomly in the middle of the performance. ^^;)

And also? HE KNEW WHO I WAS. I mean like, he freaking knew who I WAS! I've emailed him a couple times over the last few years and through some little chain of events he nicknamed me 'MAFE' - Most Awesome Fangirl Ever - and he continued to remember me by that (as well as my real name) for a really long time, and he knew who I was in the flesh too. Ahhhh!

But. I'll finish talking about that in a sec. I'm gonna start from the beginning because this is just that awesome.

So, yes, I went to his X-Files improv show, which is actually the funniest thing I've seen in a while (and I've seen some hilarious shit recently). It's a lot like Whose Line Is It Anyway, except it's him performing alone/with audience members, and the whole thing relates to XF/TLG. I don't know how else to summarize it besides that (and also, of course, that it will make your face ache from laughing your ass off... somehow. ;P)

Anyway, I don't know how much of the audience was really into the X-Files or him, but I doubt many of them were as big an XF dork as me. 8D There was one moment in particular that seemed to suggest this, because Dean had just performed a little skit which somehow involved mention of a cow (I don't remember why) and I was like "But Langly hates cows!" and he said to me, "Oh yeah, because of the episode in the spinoff where I had to stick my hand up a cow's butt? ...Wow, you really did watch the show didn't you?" xD

So, yes, the part where I got to get onstage was the grand finale of the show (teehee) and he's like, "I need a volunteer." So I had a total Monica-from-Friends moment inwhich I was like AHHHHHHHHHHH PICK ME! So of course he picked me, and the audience was probably like "Oh my god, scary American person. o_o;;" But I didn't care, I just wanted to get up onstage with Dean, because I'm out of my mind like that, and, and, oh my god.

If any of you know the game on Whose Line where the audience member has to move the actor's limbs all around to perform the scene? Well, I was the audience member and he was Colin Mochrie (or whoever.) SO BASICALLY I GOT TO MOVE DEAN HAGLUND ALL AROUND AND IT WAS REALLY FUN. The scene we were doing was that he was moving in to fight this big leper alien (long story, hah) ...and... and yeah. Too many moments of hilarity to even write them all down. Livejournal's servers would break because of this entry alone. :O

After the show I met him and got autographs and everything. :D And like I said before, he totally knew who I was already. :') He was like "I'm so glad I finally got to meet you!" *_* I probably made a total fool of myself in front of him, but oh well... What can you do?

( PICTURES!! )

So, thus concludes the story of my meeting with Dean Haglund. And I'm pretty much maxed out in the OMGIJUSTMETDEAN department. I think I need to sleep on this one before I can take in any more of the epicness of what just happened.

♥

...is coming to the UK. And I'm going to catch his act. (!!!!) ♥

Speaking of him, who's been listening to his Podcast with that other guy? I like it. :) I mean, what's not to like about something involving both Dean AND a talking Mr. T keychain?

So, my thing for Langly/Dean Haglund?

It's back. o_o

Not kidding.

( a few details.. haha )

I'm such a little... fan. I mean, really, it's sad. Not that I've ever cared about that, but I felt it needed some sort of mention.

ALSO, I've decided I really like Skinner. Yes. Darcy and I, we are Skinner fans. Because he's a huge guy and he's likeable and he's gruff. Gruff! Not many men are gruff in a good way these days. :>

I could go into detail about that but I think this bizarre little demonstration of my unnatural attraction to older men whom most would deem... naturally unattractive, is quite enough for this late hour.