Sep 29, 2005 03:39
And she's off. One down. Four weeks to go. Maybe five. But I'd be just dandy with four. Opening night went...well. Well, it went. Chiasmus. It's just such a strange feeling show and I guess it'll take a few days to figure out if I'm enjoying the actual run. No Kidstuf throughout October though. Sadness for the wallet, happiness for the Sunday mornings.
Think I might want to audition for Front Page at GTA. Just for the chance of a taste of something different. Attack of the Prepositional Phrases! Not terribly interested in many of the other shows coming up in the nearish future. Cat was the only one that I actually wanted to do. Oh, well. Wizard of Oz at the fair Holly might be fun if I could swing the scarecrow. But that's not for many a moon...
Scattered at the moment. Probably a sleep thing. Nick'll be back e'er so briefly on Friday/Saturday. Then it's off to Radio City Music Hall. Sans Judson. Though I might still have a chance at it late October. I keep repeating this in hopes that maybe after you say it so many times (whilst staring in the mirror at midnight and flushing the toilet 999 times), it might help it to come true.
Watching all three Species movies. I didn't even realize there was a sequel. Wow, they're bad. But I see some fun H.R. Giger inspiration so that much is worth it. Gonna get back to it as I'm not saying anything terribly worth while.