Wednesday, March 19, 2003
I just got in from the theater. I hate sawhorses. Despise them. I like swords. I hated swords until approximately 4:41 this afternoon when I successfully ordered two from some place in Texas. The sawhorses are.. a pain in the butt.
I didn't get to see Emmy hardly ALL DAY. I am going through withdrawal. I love these plays, but whenever I am going through crucial, stressful times -- week before/week of production -- I never get to see her. Which is tragic because she releases a lot of my stress. She did come eat with me in the Hive... no, actually, she watched while I ate, but she still came. And we chatted and dropped by rehearsal real quick to see how the props were working out. It was nice to have time with just her.
I have lived in the theater. It is my world.
Dayna makes me laugh. We have the weirdest conversations online.. she brings out my hyperactivity. It's a gift.
Good night. Time to start studying.
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