A little melancholy tonight. Doug (aka Roosevelt) observed that one week from tonight will be our last show. It's been so hectic lately that I hadn't really thought about the impending close of Annie. And so I'm a little sad. Milette (producer) shrugged and said "There's always the next show." This one is particularly special, though, since it was my first. And it's gonna be a bummer when it's over.
But then it will be on to Foreigner, and finishing the costumes for that. And Fiddler rehearsals have already started, so there's that. Annie details (like dance steps I've done a bazillion times) have already started trickling out of my head, replaced by Yente mini-monologues.
I love it <3
Spam Poetry
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Usually my spam filter is pretty accurate, but this week I've gotten *three* e-mails
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