Doug Paulson

A Night on the Town, and Other Stories of Drunkenness

So the past couple of days have been nothing but rehearsals which are going very well. We do our staged reading on Saturday night and then I get my script for the next show Sunday. This morning I got to sleep in, go to the gym and hit my tech at 1:30pm. I’m now having an iced tea at the Bistro waiting for my 7pm call to read the student play I’m in tonight. Fascinating, I know. But honestly, this job rocks.

Somehow in the past few days here I’ve managed to lose my driver license. Don’t ask me how. I have no idea how it got out of my wallet. I was trying to buy a bottle of scotch for my evening after rehearsal yesterday, and when she carded me I figured it out. Gone. Other than the fact that I can no longer drive the company car around town and must now rely on rides from my roommates, I was flipping out over not possibly being able to get on a plane out of here when the conference is over. Thankfully my incredible roommate was home when I called this afternoon, went through a few boxes in my bedroom (which I began packing up for my move before I left town) found my passport and is sending it to the Bistro via FedEx tomorrow. So, I’ll be able to finish my vacation in CA after all. My stress level has dropped dramatically. I owe him big.

Anyhow, last night was the first time I was able to go out and get a little tipsy on wine with the other company members. The pictures tell the story. It was a blast.

I admit my daily writing habit has been a lot less consistent these past two days, but that was because most of my time was spent going through my backpack and suitcase over and over and over trying to find my damn license. Now since that’s on the way to being taken care of, I may find a bit more time to write in greater detail.

Hope all is well with you, my faithful readers. If you’re still out there…and reading. And hey, if you are, don’t be shy. I love to get comments.

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