Opening night for Les Miserables is tomorrow! Tickets are on sale now. It's $5 for children, $6 for Students/Faculty with Valid ID and Senior Citizens, and $9 for adults! The show starts at 7 PM sharp, and I expect all of my cast and crew members to arrive, at latest, 5PM ( Read more... )

My play is in a little more than a week.

As in NINE DAYS.

And my lead actor is worrying himself over my half-brother's... whatever it is. Oftentimes when I run the play, the actors start spouting different lines... oh, and the play is in nine days! What am I going to do?! I've already taken away Jean Valjean's laptop, am I going to have to take away ( Read more... )

I... my eyebrows... Lucy plucked them for me last night no I did not cry. I took it like a man. And this morning I looked in the mirror... and they're back.

THICKER THAN BEFORE.
I swear, Arthur, if this is the work of your black magic again, I'll--

Also... I think I might've been dreaming this, but... I think Lucy asked me to have sex with her last ( Read more... )

After class theatre practices are going well, but it seems as if this past week, all of my lead actors have succumbed to a virus of some sort. Everyone looked ill and... exhausted. Even my usually invigorate actors have felt under the weather ( Read more... )

[After receiving and returning a call to one Ms. Key, Dewi sweeps Arthur's newly broken vase beneath the sofa and laces his converse for a journey nearly a mile and a half in distance. He is out the door, running down the street at blazing speeds, and happens upon a convenience store. He purchases a bouquet of various, colorful flowers and ( Read more... )

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Beth sy'n mynd ymlaen? Un munud yr oeddwn yn credu y gallem mewn gwirionedd fod yn ffrindiau da unwaith eto, ac yna yr dod o hyd iddi yn y breichiau dynes arall! Mae myfyrwyr i mi, a dim llai!

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A hi ... cusanu mi.

Yr wyf yn ddryslyd hynny.

((ooc Translation: What's going on? One minute I ( Read more... )

[Locked from Yao and Lucy-Marie]

Lucy-Marie... my Lucy... is back from Seychelles. It's been months since I've seen her, and I can't deny how much I've missed her smile and her... laugh, oh that laugh of hers...!

But Yao... my dearest Yao.

I find myself standing here with a heart torn right down the middle.

Where does Arthur keep the Scotch.

By which I mean... I've gone barmy.

This morning I awoke to the sound of the robins chirping outside the window, as I normally do when rising for work, only to find my head not upon my fluffy down pillow, but a not-so-fluffy hard marble floor near the door that leads to the garden. I seem to be suffering a massive headache, but I don't recall going ( Read more... )

I WOKE UP THIS MORNING AND THERE WAS A CHILD IN MY KITCHEN.

AND NOT JUST A CHILD, BUT IT LOOKED LIKE ARTHUR.

HE THREW SOMETHING AT MY HEAD AND RAN OUT OF THE HOUSE.

I-if anyone sees him, please contact me!

EDIT: Found him in the woods. He's home now.