Sobsob.....It was all a crying fest last night. It was funny in a depressing way, you'd walkinto a room and 50% would be crying. Mostly because it was thier last show. My "mom", Bree, was saying that I did such a great job crying int his scene when we are supposed to be really sad that Tiny Tim is dead. It was because of the last night-ness of it all. Apparently, that's what happens when it's your last show, but your first production. When I started crying, the child wrangler, a mom of my cratchet brother Quentin, decided to come over and touch my shoulder. I hate this woman because I feel like she thinks I'm stupid and clueless, so I just said as aggressively as possible that I needed a mnute alone. I wasn't really alone., I was just trying to shoo this ass away from me while I cried in my freind Kevin's arms. He's been in 19 shows, so he was fine. But all the irregulars(people who draw audeince in with little skits before the show) were all newbies to the theater like I am, so they were all crying too.....I think I might do thos again next year.
The Trib got thier goyim-ness on!
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/chi-pod-pix,0,723918.photogallery?index=chi-pod22korea20081222070010
XD let's hope this works.
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