good morning
The show went really well last night. I tweaked some things and eeked a few more laughs out of my stage time, and I think I'm going to keep them all.
After the show, Drew and I went over to Lea's place to have a few beers and read this play that Lea and I are auditioning for on Wednesday. It's called Outlying Islands, written by this Scottish guy named David Greig, and the first half is absolutely incredible. Then it turns into the lamest adolescent love story I've ever seen. So promising, and such a terrible resolution.
Anyway, I ended up drinking five or six beers (this seems to be a running theme here in my livejournal) and crashing as soon as I got home at 3:30.
In other news, Kylee is a dumb piece of shit and I hope her plane gets delayed until after I've already left Pittsburgh.
After the show, Drew and I went over to Lea's place to have a few beers and read this play that Lea and I are auditioning for on Wednesday. It's called Outlying Islands, written by this Scottish guy named David Greig, and the first half is absolutely incredible. Then it turns into the lamest adolescent love story I've ever seen. So promising, and such a terrible resolution.
Anyway, I ended up drinking five or six beers (this seems to be a running theme here in my livejournal) and crashing as soon as I got home at 3:30.
In other news, Kylee is a dumb piece of shit and I hope her plane gets delayed until after I've already left Pittsburgh.