Weird Night

I had a very odd night Sunday—I had been running around trying to get over my long weekend of partying, heat and drinking by throwing myself into the gym, General Hospital and grocery shopping. Feeling quite accomplished I was making phone calls and trying to catch up with various friends I didn’t see over the weekend.

I called Kirby to say hi and was surprised when she told me that she and Ruby were meeting that night to watch the 24th hour show and discuss some scripts. I was asked to meet up with them and I was worried. Last time I had discussed the scripts with Ruby she had told me that she was waiting to see my piece on stage before she figured out if they would take it to Fringe.

So I was extremely nervous coming into the meeting as the girls were watching the show and I sat nervously on the couch. Little talk was had about any of the pieces but there were brief snippets of opinion on certain pieces but none on mine either way. I grew even more nervous—did they like it? Was it being considered at all? Why weren’t they saying anything at all? I felt like I was going to throw up.

Things grew even odd as the girls changed the subject to their weekends—discussing who did what and with whom. I only grew comfortable after Ruby served up some gin and tonics and I down my quickly. I just felt so out of my depth and so unnerved by the whole night.

I didn’t say anything at all for quite a bit and just waited for the night to end. After the liquor warmed me up I got into the small talk of the night even as things lingered in my head. I guess I just was and still am confused as to what is going on.