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i really wish i had a couch. i want so much to just lie down in my living room today and eat food and watch romeo + juliet. cuddling up with pillows. maybe i'll make a blanket fort.
suburbia closed last night. we sold out, added a row of seats, and then sold out again. i get embarrassed when i try to talk about how important being in that show was to me. i auditioned at the station theatre when i was fourteen years old. we had a cast video interview after our thursday night show this week, and when they asked us to share how we got involved with the show, i said i knew that if i wanted to get into theatre in this city, i wanted to do it here. for years i've been going to performances at the station theatre, by myself, sitting with my fingers at my mouth, feeling humbled and in love and inspired. last night suburbia closed and afterward we struck the set while drinking cheap beer and telling stories. and i threw away all my leftover cigarettes. then we walked four blocks to a dance party where we ate pizza and drank champagne and danced and jumped and yelled and laughed until nearly four in the morning. i'm very happy.
i bought a pro account for myself on flickr and now i'm sort of obsessed with it. here's my profile; add me if you're on too.
sweet sabbath sunday.
suburbia closed last night. we sold out, added a row of seats, and then sold out again. i get embarrassed when i try to talk about how important being in that show was to me. i auditioned at the station theatre when i was fourteen years old. we had a cast video interview after our thursday night show this week, and when they asked us to share how we got involved with the show, i said i knew that if i wanted to get into theatre in this city, i wanted to do it here. for years i've been going to performances at the station theatre, by myself, sitting with my fingers at my mouth, feeling humbled and in love and inspired. last night suburbia closed and afterward we struck the set while drinking cheap beer and telling stories. and i threw away all my leftover cigarettes. then we walked four blocks to a dance party where we ate pizza and drank champagne and danced and jumped and yelled and laughed until nearly four in the morning. i'm very happy.
i bought a pro account for myself on flickr and now i'm sort of obsessed with it. here's my profile; add me if you're on too.
sweet sabbath sunday.