I ought to listen to myself more often
As most of you probably know, I participate in something called Friday Night Improv, an all audience participation improvisational comedy show that happens every Friday night during the Pitt's academic year! I go and participate often enough that the show's host knows my name and people recognize me as that girl from FNI. I am uncertain as to whether or not I count as a regular yet.
At any rate, things happen at FNI! Unplanned things! Because it's improv! One of the things that happened this night was a game in which we take someone's day and turn it into a Shakespearean tragedy. I love this game because even though I fail with the language, it's an excuse for me to act snooty, and I never pass up a chance to act snooty.
Anyway, at the end of the game, I got kissed. By an older woman. On stage. Out of the blue. It was my first kiss.
I always thought that if I didn't get my act together and start dating, my first kiss would be on stage; I didn't expect to be right. I ought to listen to myself more often. I haven't a clue as to how I'm going to tell my mother I kissed a woman during an unplanned skit during a public show held in a basement on a Friday night.
Also, snow is finally beginning to lose its appeal.
At any rate, things happen at FNI! Unplanned things! Because it's improv! One of the things that happened this night was a game in which we take someone's day and turn it into a Shakespearean tragedy. I love this game because even though I fail with the language, it's an excuse for me to act snooty, and I never pass up a chance to act snooty.
Anyway, at the end of the game, I got kissed. By an older woman. On stage. Out of the blue. It was my first kiss.
I always thought that if I didn't get my act together and start dating, my first kiss would be on stage; I didn't expect to be right. I ought to listen to myself more often. I haven't a clue as to how I'm going to tell my mother I kissed a woman during an unplanned skit during a public show held in a basement on a Friday night.
Also, snow is finally beginning to lose its appeal.