Paul told me he loved me a few days before Christmas. It was completely out of the blue; we were just putting the tree up and as I helped him with the lights, he just...said it. I told him I love too, because I do and I've known it for a while, but it's just odd to have it all out in the open like that. It's just a thing we say to each other now ( Read more... )

So, today is Father's Day. What a guilt-based holiday that is, hey? I'm not sure I know anyone who celebrates it out of genuine appreciation for their father, as much as nagging guilt that they've got to do something for it, lest they feel like a bad person ( Read more... )

Paul is getting home some time tomorrow. He's only been gone since Friday afternoon. That's, what, three and a half days in total? It's really unacceptable how much I miss him ( Read more... )

The final performance went off without a hitch. I think it was one of the best we'd had the entire run. Thanks to everyone who came out to see the play while it was running. Brilliant after party, too. I don't think I even got home until nearly sun up ( Read more... )

I think I'm actually starting to fancy Paul. Shit. I realised I may have feelings for him when we were putting together those playbills last week, but I was pissed and overwhelmed with preparation for opening night. I was hardly thinking logically at the time. It was easier to write off then. I just imagined it'd go away once I'd sobered up and got ( Read more... )

That was an eventful New Year's party, to say the least. I didn't get home until around noon, and really, the less said about the entire previous night, the better. Suffice to say, I don't think I'll be drinking again for quite some time ( Read more... )

This week has been brilliant. It's a shame the only time I'll probably make an entry this happy, I'm the only one to can see it, but ah well. It's still worth writing down.

First of all, Todd has all but agreed to star in Savage Canvas. We've been exchanging emails and he seems very interested. With a big name like his headlining it, we shouldn't ( Read more... )

I haven't yet decided if an online journal is a good idea. It seems so...childish and gauche, but I've already made it so it'd be a waste to not at least make one entry. I ought to have a place to document how the play is going, at any rate. If only to remind myself why this is all worth it, on the days it seems like it isn't ( Read more... )