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19 February So yesterday we rehearsed the show with Lee and Jim. We were going to run our bits, just run and run, but we ended up not doing so. This was because Lee came in with ideas. And they were great. She had changed everything that she was doing, which meant that I changed a bunch of stuff that I was doing, and now the whole first scene was different. Which was great! The show is going to be so much better! You know, except for the fact that now we are several rehearsals behind. We open in four days and that isn't enough time for things to suddenly be better. I'm glad that Lee came up with her great ideas, but I wish she'd have come up with them last week! Jim's scene is getting good, too. It's all getting good, it just isn't getting finished. And there are so many props! And it is a farce! And we aren't going to be able to rehearse in the space until tech! Argh! Omar is getting tense and worried. He had such a headache that he actually took pills for it, which he never does, so I rubbed his head while we were waiting for the bus. Everyone he knows is coming to see this sucker, and nobody likes each other and wants to know when certain other people are coming so that they don't come that night, and he's worried about his parents seeing it when he has to be so ridiculous and nellie and wiggle his ass and so on, also the show isn't ready to open yet.
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