4 June
So we teched last night, and...it wasn't bad!
Though, as Kirsten said, everyone in every show was just about as big as they could possibly be, and since it was only tech, what would happen when we got in front of an actual audience!
Our heads will spin! The laughs will stop!
Fuck me it was hot, though.
This is a winter show, let me tell you. Running and jumping and falling all while wearing a giant brown shawl. The air was on full blast, too, but to not all that much avail.
Stan gave me the totally wrong cue at one point, and, as he said afterwards "I could see by the look in your eye that you were perturbed!" but I stuttered out my response, wrenching it around so that it would fit whatever the hell it was that he said.
Gregg and I, on the other hand, did our bit perfectly. He asked me afterwards "Did you see my eyes roll back in my head? But I got the line right!"
Before going on, I realized that my nosering was still in.
"None of you bastards were going to tell me that I was about to go onstage as a turn of the century Russian woman with a fluorescent pink nosering? I hate you all!!"
And I took it out and put it in my pocket, and found afterwards that it was gone--that I had a little hole in my pocket and it had fallen out at some point!
That's what I get for calling the entire cast bastards.
After the rehearsal, Gregg and I went out for a drink at the bar, then afterwards walking up the street he said "Can it be true? Am I cold?" And it was! The wind was whistling, bending trees in two, it was marvelous.
Bizarrely, the heat broke without it actually raining first. Not that I'm complaining!
I wonder sometimes why people who want to get into Open Pages write me rude e-mails. Remind me again how your being an asshole (or acting like I'm an asshole) will make me want to put you in my ring?
Makes me want to tell you to fuck off, thereby making you correct about my assholosity!
Today's horoscope:
Emotional needs are a focus on the job--yours or someone else's. Your shoulder might be required to cry on.
One year ago today:
I think a glossy print of that informal photo, dispatched under plain cover to the Society Department of the Cockaloonie Gazette should ensure a better tone to the write-up!"
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