Third show good, despite the excess of glitter I now have on because of the picture call afterwards. Roger & Debbie came, and Bryan (got a free ticket, the punk, after wasting my Friday comp), and Bryce. Bryce told me as I emerged from the backstage labyrinths that this, gingerbread zombie, is the closest I've come to looking like a girl in a long time, but I reminded him of senior-year Halloween when he didn't recognize me because I had my hair down and lipstick, eyeshadow, heels and a dress on. He acquiesced. And then I told him about the drag show. He'd better come. If I'm going to suffer through a red wig, midthigh dress and fishnets, someone who knows me is going to appreciate it.
Alan called slightly after 11 to wish me happy Halloween, not realizing my tragic lack of celebration due to the time difference, and we ended up talking forever, as usually happens. Somehow, the phone is not quite the evil instrument of social awkwardness with him on the other end as it is with almost anyone else. He called, nearly fell asleep due to his exhausted Sunday night state, and insisted on waiting till it was actually Halloween to hang up so he could greet the holiday properly.
YAY HALLOWEEN! I dunno if I'll do a costume all day, cause I've got La Cage dress at night and me in fishnets is scary enough without subjecting the world to it through the day.
Alan called slightly after 11 to wish me happy Halloween, not realizing my tragic lack of celebration due to the time difference, and we ended up talking forever, as usually happens. Somehow, the phone is not quite the evil instrument of social awkwardness with him on the other end as it is with almost anyone else. He called, nearly fell asleep due to his exhausted Sunday night state, and insisted on waiting till it was actually Halloween to hang up so he could greet the holiday properly.
YAY HALLOWEEN! I dunno if I'll do a costume all day, cause I've got La Cage dress at night and me in fishnets is scary enough without subjecting the world to it through the day.