Actually, the end of this show has given me about the most mixed feelings I've had in a while. Not just the whole "Oh my god, I can't believe it's over. I'm so relieved, but I'll miss it sooo much!" , but mixed feelings in general. About lots of stuff. About friends, and un-friends, and what I like, and who I like, and what I think, and mostly what I want. I don't know shit about what I want. Oh well. Things will return to their usual. Either that, or I'll adjust to a new usual, which will probably be the case. Right now, my usual is sitting in a windowless, fluorescent-lit room with about ten to forty other thespians at any given moment. Right now, usual is feeling overtired, sick, and generally unhappy with myself. I need a new usual really badly. I like change... most of the time. Anyway, um, have a picture. This one is me in the aforementioned green room, only the lighting looks way cooler in this picture (which, by the way, I obviously didn't take).
Now I need to go finish illustrating my comic book of the Brothers Karamazov for English class.
Much love to you all
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I love change. I also like your ideas in your other post involving sex, drugs, and South American transvestites. Even if I got addictions or STDs or whatever, it would still be a lot more fun that the Midwest.
The south american transvestite was for you, Sophie. I'm glad you appreciated it.
does that box in the background say "eggs"?
Yes. That box is one of my favorite parts of the picture, too.
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