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Exquisite niftyness.
I just saw Much Ado About Nothing.
At the Globe Theater.
In London.
GAHHHH! It was so incredibly amazingly cool to sit in the Globe and watch SHAKESPEARE, I cannot explain it, I just have to sit and bask in the glow of the bard. At the Globe. In London.
The only thing better would be acting on that stage...which I will do, mark my words, someday, that will be me. Me. Acting at the Globe.
(I'll admit I do have a soft spot for our production last summer, but I think there were things we did better. The confession scene, for example, will never seem quite right if I don't watch Anna and Patrick. Bella's attack scene was much better. Franny's frog leaping Dogberry was funnier, Anneka's to-myself-not-mine speech still breaks my heart--a whole year after, I love it still so much.)
I ate Wheetabix. The soggiest, most absorbent cereal in the world. I pour milk on it until it drowns, and ten seconds later it's hardened into a wheaty mass. God, I love that stuff.
Ahhh...Shakespeare at the Globe...
And now, to be a sheep and follow the flock (baaa), but mostly because I'm curious as to what weird questions you'll come up with:
I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want and I will answer it. Then, I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
Time for sleep. More to do tomorrow. Gah! London!
At the Globe Theater.
In London.
GAHHHH! It was so incredibly amazingly cool to sit in the Globe and watch SHAKESPEARE, I cannot explain it, I just have to sit and bask in the glow of the bard. At the Globe. In London.
The only thing better would be acting on that stage...which I will do, mark my words, someday, that will be me. Me. Acting at the Globe.
(I'll admit I do have a soft spot for our production last summer, but I think there were things we did better. The confession scene, for example, will never seem quite right if I don't watch Anna and Patrick. Bella's attack scene was much better. Franny's frog leaping Dogberry was funnier, Anneka's to-myself-not-mine speech still breaks my heart--a whole year after, I love it still so much.)
I ate Wheetabix. The soggiest, most absorbent cereal in the world. I pour milk on it until it drowns, and ten seconds later it's hardened into a wheaty mass. God, I love that stuff.
Ahhh...Shakespeare at the Globe...
And now, to be a sheep and follow the flock (baaa), but mostly because I'm curious as to what weird questions you'll come up with:
I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want and I will answer it. Then, I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
Time for sleep. More to do tomorrow. Gah! London!