Me being the obsessive girl that I am, I found this girl on photobucket who invaded the filming of RENT in NYC. Lucky fiend, by the way. Anyway, Adam Pascal just looks... well, I'll let you see for yourselves.
Scary, right? It's scary 80's hair. Stupid stupid Chris Columbus. IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THE 80'S, ASSHAT! The whole "end of the millenium" thing makes NO sense anymore. The body of Larson's work, small as it was, hinged on the bohemian lifestyle of the 90's, not the 80's, you shmuck. And the final straw? You have DEFILED my Adam! Shame on you! Shame!
Whew. Needed to put that out there. But I'm done with that, I swear... well, for now I am.
Rehearsal in an hour. I think being a pimple is causing me to have serious breakouts. I mean it, my face is a mess this week. Probably a combination of stress and constant dialogue about pimples. Oy.
And I've been saying "oy" a lot lately. Suits my mood, I suppose.
BRAD FOUND OUR SCORES!!! YAY FOR BRAD!!! YAY FOR SCORES!!! YAY FOR NOT FAILING ACTING CLASS!!!
Big relief, I must say. Anyway, I'm off to read more about the nature of acting so I can write many a paper tomorrow. Lordy, what a weekend.