February 03, 2003 | 11:09 AM

Oh what a perfectly marvelous weekend this was!

Saturday was of course dandy as candy. And Sunday was almost as good.

After Tara took off, Beth and I went out to breakfast at The Greenhouse. We were still feeling stoned from the previous evening. After our lovely breakfasts (awesome cheese, onion, mushroom and bacon omlette), we walked over to SandersTheater for the Ballet Music from the French Court concert, which although quite well performed, really wasn�t so much our thing.

It was awfully baroque and fuddy-duddy

This is music for wasps.

Said I.

My sister nodded.

Bourgeois beyond belief. Fine for an upper east side cocktail party. Easy listening for the cashmere, pearls, and all ivy set.

Accompanying the music were several ballet dancers, performing the court dances of the period. They weren�t particularly good, and their costumes looked like something out of Sigfried and Roy.

We left at intermission.

Took a nice walk and then cleaned the apartment which was of course a disaster area. The cleaning didn�t take as long as anticipated, and was followed by an impromptu dance party to Peter Gabriel�s live album, which has on it one of the best versions of In Your Eyes I have ever heard. It literally gave me chills all over my whole body, and I�ve been numb to that song for awhile�by which I mean I�ve always loved it, but the special power it once held over me disipated due to many repeated listens. On Sunday however, the magic was restored.

I went out and bought us some junk food, and we spent the rest of the day reading magazines and watching movies (Go and Wallstreet respectively)

Before I went to bed, I thought a lot about the character I�ll be playing in Cabaret. I am so excited about this project�more excited than I have been about anything in my whole life, and am readsy to accept the challenge of delving into such a complex human being.

My character is someone who winds up takingthe easy way out, who sacrifices a relationship to save herself. She finds love and loses it because of short sightedness and fear. And yet you can understand her position�she is indicitive of the appeasement and apathy that allowed the Nazis to come to power. It has been a running theme in my life to get very angry at the type of person who behaves in the way that my character behaves, and so I am going to have to do a shit load of inner work to come up with some sort of identification with and empathy for her. She isn�t by any means a bad human being�she just doesn�t have a lot of courage, and she�s a cynic. There is a dichotomy in this character�a sincere warmth and iron clad sense of right and wrong, as well as an air of futility, that there are forces much greater than herself which are capable of crushing her, and thus she might as well go along with them even if it means losing her humanity. It�s going to be an interesting stretch for me to play her. I already have some ideas of what I can base her around. I feel really good about it.

God I am so excited for this play. I can�t wait to start rehearsals.