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I did not expect to get very emotional about closing today--I was not as emotionally attached to this show as I have been to others, I was glad to have the extra time--but we kicked ass during warmups, because we are such a good group, & we sat around in the greenroom waiting for places (because they held the house; we were sold out & then some) & people began to talk about how wonderful the show had been, & what an amazing group of people we were, & what a good experience this was--& all the seniors were waxing poetic, especially Katie, who isn't auditioning for the next show, & Jen, who finally got her one wish, which was to be in an SU show before she graduated. Cozy & Molly & Jen & I went out at places to watch the prologue from behind the scrim, & when the song started playing I actually did start to cry. I am such a sucker.
Stike was some good fun with lifting chairs & breaking apart trees & wielding power tools & rolling carpet stuff. I actually enjoy strike a lot--it's a good way to say goodbye to a show while keeping yourself occupied at the same time so you don't dwell on it.
In other news I am still so effed, so bad, about homework. I feel like I will crawl into Dr E's office tomorrow like a worm because I have not done anything. So it's off to homework now.
(I would like to record for posterity the lovely and flattering things Jen said to me the other night about Three Sisters, that she thought I was utterly brilliant, that I stole every scene I was in...I don't know if that's true, but it made me feel fantastic.)
ETA: ALSO. There is possibly nothing funnier than what Erin just put in the DVD player--a musical version of Love's Labour's Lost with Kenneth Branugh. Dear lord. I may cry again today, from laughter.
Stike was some good fun with lifting chairs & breaking apart trees & wielding power tools & rolling carpet stuff. I actually enjoy strike a lot--it's a good way to say goodbye to a show while keeping yourself occupied at the same time so you don't dwell on it.
In other news I am still so effed, so bad, about homework. I feel like I will crawl into Dr E's office tomorrow like a worm because I have not done anything. So it's off to homework now.
(I would like to record for posterity the lovely and flattering things Jen said to me the other night about Three Sisters, that she thought I was utterly brilliant, that I stole every scene I was in...I don't know if that's true, but it made me feel fantastic.)
ETA: ALSO. There is possibly nothing funnier than what Erin just put in the DVD player--a musical version of Love's Labour's Lost with Kenneth Branugh. Dear lord. I may cry again today, from laughter.
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Date: 2007-02-27 10:22 am (UTC)Effed About Homework. There is a society that I would so qualify for membership in, what.
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