Next Stop, Broadway?

Well, what a day THIS has been. If I had some adult depends I would have worn them this morning. I haven't had a day this good in a while. Good in the sense of getting good news. I was recently tapped to choreograph a new musical. I figured it was a local thing wirtten by theatre buffs. Oh no. What I did not realize was what fell in my lap is a chance of a lifetime.

I was recently tapped to choreograph an original musical with 16 numbers that all require dancing. The show will be performed in the local big houses with plans to tour afterwards. Now, as if THAT wasn't good enough, the renumeration is amazing! I could pay off all my bills and get out of here sooner than I thought. Most importantly though is the experience and the opportunity to do something like this. So needless to say I am excited. However, I feel somewhat odd about the whole thing since my goal was to always perform ON the stage not work behind it. While I love choreographing, I never though my "career" in it would progress to this point. Again, I am not begrudging it....just very surprised.

On and odd physiological note: I live on the 3rd floor and when I go to the grocery store I like to make only one trip from the car to my apartment. Well, I was being so bold as to carryso many bags today that I cut off circulation to some of my right hand fingers. One of them still has not recovered. It feels like pins and has that "sleping limb" feeling to it. I hope I didn;t do some kind of weird ass damage to it.

I have absolutely no plans for this weekend. I am just having too much fun getting to know The Elf better and spending time with him. It;s nice to be able to both bullshit, do nothing, and have deep conversations about things. It;s a nice shift of change from the normal one-way friendships. This, of course, leads me to segue into my best friend. Ever since I went to see him I have just been thinking about all the things we did and shared when we were in high school and then reviewing in light of his confession that he lied about everything he ever told me. He was such a good mindfucker than any best friend I had after him never lasted too long. I realized soon enough that you really have no such thing as a best friend. It;s like the true love thing. Besides, it is an exercise in futility at my age to try and find a best friend. I love my close friends, and I would not trade my closer friends. I enjoy my acquaintances as much as my friends, and while it may sound like I never form a deep connection with my friends, that is not true. I just think labelling someone in some assinine search for something is just that...assinine. A friend is a friend and to measure one to another by degrees of "bestness" is just odd. There are those who know me quite well and those who know the surface me. I am fine with that. I am too private a person to go sharing myself with everyone I meet, so it makes those relationships in which I do more special.

Not sure if any of that makes sense. I used to wonder if I would have "friends for life." What is the point of wondering that? Some people you just know will be around for a long time, and even if there is a "separation" nothing diminishes that relationship. It;s like my friend Laurie. We truly love each other and used to be around each other all the time. Since she moved and got married we hardly talk to each other or see each other, but when we do, it is like nothing has changed. I feel the same way about Sara. I know we'll probably separate agfter we graduate, but I doubt that we will ever stop being friends. Life would be too boring without her around. And that's how I feel about the Elf as well. It;s just one of those friendships that you can never fully explain, but that you know is a special friendship, and one that will last for a long time.

Not sure where this air of sentimentality came from, but enjoy it while it lasts.