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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Thurs, Mar. 25
... Still waiting...
It feels like spring. That makes me happy. It also makes me happy that my dress rehearsal is tonight, and I'm finished ironing all my costumes. I did that before I left for work this morning. My eyebrows are waxed, my programs are photocopied (although not folded), the backseat of my car is full of clothes that have to be brought into the school and sorted out backstage, the lights are aimed, the curtain is hung, and all that's left to do is just do it.

Wow. Eek!

The only part that is, at this point, concerning me a little bit is that Darren burned the dvd for the beginning of the show, and no one at church knows where he left it. Slightly disconcerting, but if we don't have it tonight, we don't have it tonight, and we have to just run with it tomorrow night.

Oh my gosh. My dress rehearsal starts in 5 hours. My tech rehearsal starts in 3 hours. Wow. It's all so surreal.

And I have pretty flowers from Laurel. And it isn't even opening night yet! Heh. That made my day.

PS. It's Linds' birthday. Go give her love. :o)

One year ago today: So. I'm doing a skit at the C&C group tonight with Owen. The (purposely) cheesiest skit ever on dating. Like, it's so cheesy that when they talk about riding in a car with the wind blowing through my hair, they're going to turn a fan on so that it blows my hair. Yeah. How much fun is that? And I get to bring back the sexy banker costume. With a few variations. Like fishnets and hooker boots. It'll be fun times.
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posted at 3:03 p.m.