ripresa (ripresa) wrote,


introverted me is exhausted. Today I:

- had to go to UT for an errand
- had lunch at 24 diner with a friend who was having a tough time with his relationship.
- did French class
- went to happy hour at Drink.Well because a friend texted me and I was trying to nurture the relationship
- went to a 3 hour mask workshop

The mask workshop, I didn't want to go to it, but knew it would be fun. And it was. The first mask I took was an angry mask, so I removed it and took a more mischevious mask, and I had fun with that. And other people loved it and told me they wanted to see more of it.


I apparently still have a kernel of improv skill left. The best part was Marc was there and we played a scene together and he said: "That's how every IFE scene was." And I laughed and said, "Basically we have a blast on stage even if the audience doesn't enjoy it." I remember that, we always were so happy with ourselves, even if I knew it wasn't a good show. Ah, IFE.

It was weird being at the hideout, I am so removed from all that. I can't even remember the last time I was at the hideout theatre, on that stage, or what was the last show I watched.

It feels like a stage of life that I have left behind, but there is still a steel coil attached to me because of my husband.
Tags: improv
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.