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so, it's monday again.another beautiful monday.
got up to the high 30's today. hell that's jacket weather isn't it?
Picasso at the Lapin Agile is going fabulously. i've done two shows this year where by opening night i felt fully confident and ready to perform: Picasso at the Lapin Agile, and Unwrap Your Candy.
it feels good having that, it reminds me why i keep doing theater.
have one more weekend of shows... i really need a break after this, though i don't get one.
i want to languish in the idea of not having the obligation of rehearsal and performance for a few months, just in order to remind myself why i don't like being able to languish in that state.
i don't get a break, in fact at the end of this month The Crucible is going up (two nights only) and rehearsals for it are at the unsavory hour of 10p.m. each night.
by that point Westside Story will be in full swing too.
i sure bitch alot don't i?
it's true, complaining, in it's own strange way makes me happy.
i suppose it's good that i have so much to do, that way i have something to complain about.
i can't really complain about the last couple of months though:
the weather's been relatively nice this winter, no terrible storms, not too cold.
and the the last few plays i've been in have been genuinely fun, and good.
i guess i'm at a loss.
i could complain about work i suppose... but that is a loose term any way.
i could complain about our government... but i don't feel like being enraged today.
so there you are.
i'm not going to complain yet... maybe later.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 4:11 PM
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