Night Of Gay Gazettes

Tonight was a great night.

After many months of Mishima-ising, I'm glad we had a little party to make sure everyone's not totally Mishima-ised. Actually, it was more for me to realize that everyone else had moved on and it's really not healthy to remain Mishima-ised for too long.

For those of you who don't know, Mishima Yukio was a Japanese author whose works toggled between the really gay and the really disturbing. Mishima's skill lay not in convincing his readers of his ideals and philospohy on life (more death really) but more in communicating the beauty of what he saw in those ideals. The result is a really disturbing aftertaste which left me glazed for months and truth be told, I still am pretty caught up in Mishima's dream world.

But tonight's gathering let me know, in its own special way, that as actors (or directors or whatever) we move on. We learn by absorbing scripts that we come across and set them neatly aside after we're done with them. I guess that's how actors live. If not, the word 'actor' would have to be synonymous with 'philosophical', 'confused' and eventually 'crazy'.

But well, this is meant to be a light hearted post so focussing more on the party, it was really great. From Sonny and Serene's beautiful home to the delicious food to every single person there.

Nureen, Siti for being crazy as ever.

Sherilyn.. gula melaka? Melekit?

Kevin was really sweet in his own way, as usual. Don't worry, we're not losing contact this time buddy.

Andrew and the missus were hilarious and yet serious at the same time. Wonder how they manage that.

Shirin, I think the funniest thing of the night was you quietly crawling off to the corner when asked to play charades.

Rubitha telling spooky theatre stories and Philip just dismissing all of them as 'vibrations'.

Bridget looking well rested and ready for more acting. Do take care though!

Elizabeth for feeling the need to touch everyone in the house in some way before she made her exit.

Neomi for sharing so much about Japan and how the world is so linked up with one another. Oh and for informing me that the area I stayed in in Tokyo was a slum area rather noted for its sneaky activies.

Who can forget Richard. This post is actually titled after his line, "I'm watching for everything you say. Just let one word slip and by tomorrow, you'll be in the gay gazette and EEEEEVERYONE (*high pitched voice*) will know!"

That's definitely not EVERYONE who was there but you get my point. It was a great party to mark the ending of my connection with Mishima:Women in Love. And a new beginning as well. I'll spare you the juicy details. =P

Dom