The Move
Saturday, October 13th, 2007I just moved. I was happy where I was living - in the cast house with 12 other people. I was just starting to find my niche, but then “something happened.” A lovely person was unhappy in her living situation. I figured it would not make a difference for me to make the move. I was wrong. I ended up being the person asked to make the switch. Fine. Not a big deal … a little stressful to move, but it felt good to be helping out a situation.
But then … I come to my apartment to find that I am not getting an internet connection.

That was the first question I asked before I moved to the apartment. Is there internet? I got “yes” as the answer … only to find that it was a lie. Apparently, the people above knew there was a problem with the internet here.
I would not have moved if I knew internet would be a problem. Using the web is part of my livelihood as a performer.
I do have to option of going to the theatre to use the internet. But let’s be real, on my time off, the theatre is the last place I want to be.
