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7 April Omar is being weird again. He spent all of rehearsal yesterday avoiding me and he ran off as soon as it was over without saying goodbye. I have no idea what on earth is the matter, as we were fine with each other the day before. On the other hand, during the show itself he fucked me harder and more thoroughly than he ever has before, so I am quite confused by what his fucking problem is. I'm going to have to leave him be to figure it out for himself.
Rehearsal was good. We did the shows in order and teched everything out, and the people who didn't see the show the day before saw it yesterday. No, actually everybody saw it, since Tiffany had to leave early so we did the show weirdly out of order, so nobody saw it properly. Well, yesterday they saw it properly. I did full makeup for the first time, which was partially glitter, which meant that I got it all over Omar during the show. It also means that I will have it all over myself for ages after the show closes. The rest of the makeup is just regular girl makeup. It's nice to be able to look pretty in a show for once. I'm surprised that it's this particular show, though! It just keeps on getting better and better, the show, deeper and more full and more real. Afterwards Le had no notes for us. Two days before we open and no notes. If you miss this show, you will be sorry.
Happy 39th birthday, Russell Crowe! And congratulations on your wedding, though honestly, you didn't have to go quite so far to get my attention.
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