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coffee = good, with 3 hours of sleep. ::wince:: a bit strong though...


because wishing someone luck is bad luck in theatre, instead wish that today at One-Act Districts, everyone's heads will detach from their bodies and EXPLODE.


um. yes. ::blink::

"so fade away..."

so. Districts. um. yeah. performance went pretty good... we got a 1, so yay... and one of our judges had actually performed in the play, like, professionally (as the character we cut, ahaha) and even he liked it. half of the suggestions were nitpicky, and half were things we can't possibly pull off or that were really bad ideas (speakers behind floor mics = FEEDBACK DOOOOOM, Mr. Stupid Judge!)


we had the loadout from HELL. it took over an hour and the costume crew vanished, leaving the stage crew and actors to haphazardly stuff costumes into the wardrobes so we could pack up... ah well, the absent costume crew can enjoy sorting THAT out on Monday. blaaah.


we picked up some awards, anyway. Lakeshore, I mean, not me and the crew I'm on... props crew gets noooo recognition... yeah.


anyway, the 3 hours of sleep, 1-liter of Mountain Dew, hastily-swigged can of Amp, handful of Pixy Stix, half a donut, and slice of crappy pizza that are all I've been running on since 3:30 AM are starting to wear off, so, um, yeah. sleeeeep.