cigarettes and cranberry juice

tonight was my character development work....basically, an excuse for girl talk, a bit of alcohol, and P teaching me how to smoke a cigarette. We were sitting around Dr. M's loft apartment (fabulous) in downtown Rockford....AL, P and I. I have a drink and progressively get more buzzed as the conversation wears on.....only natural because I'm a light weight that practically never drinks and probably wouldn't hold it well.

But I reak of cigarette smoke. I kept apologizing to my lungs....I am a singer, dammit....smoking can not be in my line of vices. I tried my best not to inhale, but eh...I make mistakes.

This weekend is my weekend for not-so-innocent things: sex (which i hadn't had in awhile), drinking, smoking. Not that I'm completely innocent....but yeah,.........

You can tell I'm still a little buzzed from this post. But actually, being buzzed is actually good for character development. I'm playing one who commands the attention....which tends to be better for me when I lose all inhibitions. Maybe I should have a drink before these performances? Haha...that'd be great. I have to pick up my Mom after opening night. Driving, by myself...when I haven't driven since Christmas break.

Simmer down and go to sleep.