Dakota

Longish weekend. Three performances of Journey was a little... much. Sunday's performance was better than Saturday's, and Friday's performance was better than Saturday's. We had modest crowds. Well. Modest for Saturday. Friday was depressing and Sunday was devastating.

Sunday's show was actually the best since opening night. Nothing has quite topped that one.

Rocky was bizarre. Halfway through it (roughly Lab Scene), I had a laughing fit that made me hit the floor. It was a mess of a performance, but the audience seemed to eat it all up, and Katie and I had a wonderful time. Audition was postponed.

Sunday was spent up with the show, packing up for the week, going to Pathmark for some much-needed food buying, watching Groundhog Day on TV with Matt, and sex! Yes, finally! Sex! Yaaay!

And that about caps that weekend. Today I've got some more work to do, some new live Dresden to listen to [an awesome, creepy "Missed Me" just ended], Costco-going, and then I'm seeing Genevieve, hopefully to work more on Red, this play project that we've been working on off-and-on-and-off for the better 3-fourths of two years.