In any case, it was a good way to spend the evening.
And the monologue that I was stressing about is over, with more kudos and compliments than I deserved. It was okay, but it wasn't as good as I could have done, and it kind of bugs me. For myself, definitely--just that I know I can do better, and I didn't live up to my own standards. But also in terms of compliments and stuff. People were commenting afterwards, which is fine, but afterwards, I was thinking, "They're so indiscriminate, if they think that this was that great!"
It reminded me of something that Cindy said once, about finding specific people to seek constructive criticism from, because most people will just compliment indiscriminately, and you can't really put a lot of stock in what they say. The other thing it reminded of was a comment about standing ovations. It used to be that a standing o signified an incredible performance. Now, it's far more commonplace, and instead of being the greatest compliment that an artist can get, it's something that signifies a good--but not spectacular--performance.
Anyways... be that as it may, the performance is over. I don't have to do it again, and it didn't completely suck, which is, I suppose, a bonus.
And tomorrow morning, I don't have to teach, work, or be at church early for any reason. I can dress up for church--for the first time since the beginning of October--and I can go and sit through an entire service. Again, for the first time in a number of weeks. Exciting.
And opening night is two weeks from tomorrow.
EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
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