Dec 18, 2006 21:24
I had a weird dream last night.
It was opening night for a big show at SCC. The show was kinda like the Good Doctor (like any of you know what that is). A show composed of random short stories/scenes. I think I was running lights or sound; some form of crew. I wasn't actually in the show. Everyone was very excited and expectations were high. Then everyone finds out, one of the female leads can't make it. Horrible car accident and hospitalized. So, the director (which was the same director I had for Mother Courage, Bobbie Bell) comes up to me and asks me to sub for her. Yeah, great, except I don't know any of the lines. So, with about 45 minutes until the show starts and a couple scenes before I enter, I set out on this huge feat of memorizing about a million lines. Woot. I can't remember what actually happened during the performance. I just remember being completely stressed out, trying my hardest to learn this part, while everyone in the cast felt the need to pester me. It was....exciting... Heh heh. One good thing though. I got to make out with Cullian Murphy (for some reason, he was in the show). *shurgs*