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Hello people. Sorry if this entry is short...if it does end up that way, here's why: I woke up with a cold and now I'm very tired but sleep is impossible; this is my second attempt at updating this after my first time where I accidentally knocked a book and the ESCAPE key got hit. The ESCAPE key just happens to erase everything written in the text box, which just happened to be a couple paragraphs. Rapture.
Okay, but onto cool shit: the play has been happening like gangbusters the past couple days...though the ending is cheesy and the climactic scene is nothing short of a joke, the acting has been solid all-around. I personally think I've done my part to the best of my ability, and I feel great onstage. After the premiere Thursday night show, my director told me that a couple professors approached him and asked for my name...oh baby, the half-bird-half-dog-all-chutzpah phenomenon is catching on. How could it not? Look at the subject of this entry...that's one of my lines, bitches. It's raining modesty all up in this play.
Again, I sure did wake up with a cold this morning...I could feel one coming on at the house party I attended last night and then lo and behold, today I can't breathe without snotting my brains out. This is very un-ideal, especially because tonight is the last performance and I really want to crunk it out of control. Hope I can crunk it out without having to sneeze all over Lily or some shit like that. A bunch of my Writer's Floor friends have come to the play already, in addition to Sweet Lil Tess who came last night. I've gotten good reviews thus far, so I'm not worried about tonight's performance. Actually, I've been looking forward to leaving this play behind for quite sometime now, but now I wonder if I'll miss it. I don't think I'll quite miss the four hour practices that made homework an activity to be done at 1 in the morning. Also don't think I'll miss the 50 dollar workshop budget that provided half the scripts and then nothing else. Maybe I'll miss this character...but at the same time, I really want to do realistic, human-based plays again. I miss things like Witness of the Prosecution and The Beverly Hillbillies (sort of), where there's human characters and human problems. I'm all about that.
I DDRed just now as a means of being able to breathe through my nose for a little while. Love those times when breathing correctly is a fucking luxury. Let's see...also have some laundry to do, but for now I'm going to get some kleenex. Must call my brother Jim too. And then some sleep. I'll write more soon, but GOD, this typing-and-breathing multitasking is taking the wind out of me.
I hate short entries!
Love you,
Louis.
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