One Year Blog-iversary Post 2(dle)

FIRE! Just kidding. Ha. I haven’t gotten a chance to see Friday Night Lights as of late because of all the rehearsals and such, but maybe I’ll try to watch it when it comes on next week. I don’t think my Grandma Schmidt would have liked a “program” about football in Texas, but maybe. She might have enjoyed a musical about recluses on Long Island though. That’s a little more certain. Gwenners, when are we going to see Grey Gardens? Let’s go soon. You have to watch the documentary first. Dooo iiiiit. Oh, and Gwenners, am I going to be your new gym date on Tuesdays now that Darladiva is never free and now I AM? Let’s work that out (ha). If we stick to it, perhaps we can fit into those cat suits we plan on wearing this Halloween. Perhaps. It’s a goal, anyway. And if we DON’T fit into the cat suits, we can just go as characters from Heroes (cuz that won’t be passé by October). Pshaw! Do you know what the stars say for me today? DO YOU? I’m speaking to all of you now, not just Gwenners.

“Things could be up and down for you today, dear Libra. You might experience some confusion as a result of communications snafus or computer glitches that affect financial issues you are trying to solve. Persevere and you will succeed. Don't be surprised if you are recruited to join a project that is totally new to you. You may be apprehensive at first, but you will do just fine. Go ahead and say yes.”

I hope this means I’m going to be in a threeway or fourgie soon. Do you think that’s what it means? It could also mean that I look like a kangaroo. One never really knows. Do kangaroos have strong livers, because that would be f’ing cool? Macoosh (who first inspired me to be a blogger) don’t you think that would be cool? You know who’s cool? Madame Renea Knight. And why? Because thanks to Macoosh inspiring me, and me inspiring her (she was also inspired by others, but I am taking the credit HERE) MRK now has her own blog. YAYYYYYY.

The last time I went to Marie’s was a lovely time indeed. It provided for a very eventful Sunday morning that was well spent. I don’t think that Joseph Gordon Levitt is Mr. Moodle, but he was a decent Mr. Moodle for right noodle (not Noodle, she will be mentioned in a bit). Also, not Mr. Moodle, it would seem, is Myster Ian. What up with that? Oh well. Can’t say I didn’t try, sort of. Well, I just have to hope that Mr. Moodle is here in the best city in the world, New York City. I think that is feasible. Niwa, do you think that is feasible? I mean, you met your Mr. Moodle here. He’s freaking hott. So hott I have to end this post for now...

A letter to DD

Dear Doodle’s Diary,

Yesterday I had a follow-up doctor's appointment to go over the blood work that I had done a few weeks ago. I am happy to tell you, dear diary, that everything is a-okay with doodle, even his liver. I thought that little guy must’ve packed his bags and asked his friend Pancreas to take over, years ago (namely when doodle was living on a bus and in glorified motels on Singin’), but he apparently is still working. So, I’d like to give a shout out to the ying to my yang, my liver. Thanks buddy. I couldn’t do it without you. Moving right along. There is one test that is pending, but hopefully I’ll have that answer soon and my hypochondriacally crazed mind can sleep at night. I may even choose to join it. Who knows? The world is my oyster, dear diary, and I’m going to slurp it down with a shot of tobasco. Yum-o. Since I seem to be in a thankful mood, thanks to Sir Willio for recommending my new doctor. He’s really great and I feel I can tell him anything which freaking rocks. ROCKS. Dear diary, I also want to thank Darladiva for being my agent/acting coach of late. Because of her I am working in a great show and I have the confidence to nail my call back for Cloud 9 tonight. So, dear diary, if you wouldn’t mind letting her know, I’d be appreciative. As you know, dd, perspective is the doodle of 2007. And I’m finding that it could really get the chance to shine. REALLY. Anxiously waiting in antici-------------------------------------------------------------------pation. What else did I want to tell you dd? My god, if I don’t start seeing results from counting my calories and going to the gym, somebody gonna get hurt. I wish I could go to the gym more, but because of rehearsals and life, it’s turning out to be 3 times a week at the most. I want to go crazy and run for 2 hours, but I just can’t. I can’t get past the 40 minute mark. I can do it so easily when I’m with my gym bunnies, I mean buddies, I mean bunnies. Sigh. What’s a doodle to do(dle) dd(le)? WHAT? I need to finish learning my lines. I am procrastinating and I don’t know why. I guess I should be doing that instead of writing to you dd, but I know you’ve missed me and I know your friends Satellite and Pause and A Chuisle miss you. Anyhoo, I guess that’s all for now dd. It’s been nice catching up with you again.

Yours,
Doodle