This is that self-portrait thing that's been making the rounds. I took this one 'bout ten minutes ago, outside the lobby of the Mirage.
Just...please, no cracks?
In other news, rehearsals are starting with me in 'em, and so far it's...well, it's kinda fun. I look like crap, so Chan's pissed at me, but the show don't open for another month so we're good. She's even talking about sending some of my art to wardrobe, rewriting a few routines to include some of my characters.
Zee will be home to see it. I keep trying to tell myself that, but it's getting hard.
I miss my girl.