Oh, my goodness. Runthrough was hilarious, amazing, discouraging, emotionally exhausting, and tremendous. I have never, ever done anything even vaguely psychological, acting-wise, before. It took me an hour to come out of the quasi-autistic shell I put up after rehearsal, I was that freaked out by how much I felt the second act and the finale, and by the fact that these people are soon going to be gone from my life. Hopefully, some of that emotion came through onstage. I've gotten a few compliments on the romantic scene, the freakout scene and the ending song, but most of them were extremely drunken compliments accompanied by attempted groping, so I'm not sure how many of them to remember. Ah, cast parties. I love observing drunk people.
Okay, so I was wrong, I wasn't over the wallowing in angst yet. Hopefully I am now. After people intermittently sat next to me and attempted to figure out what was wrong with me and why I wasn't drinking, smoking, dancing or making out, Burfy and Diego talked my dream out of me (separately), and Diego's hug completely undid my careful repression. I ended up sobbing into his chest for quite awhile, contrary to my every intention. Augh. I apologize again, Diego, and thanks for not only putting up with me, but helping. I hope never to break down like that again, or need to. I should be over this now. It certainly made the rest of the party easier to watch.
Oh, the party. There were some very, very drunk people. Dan sat on me for a bit, lay on me for some more, and then got up and proceeded to be perfectly himself, except highly exaggerated. I watched pretty closely to make sure he'd be okay. It was entertaining. The customary Milam heresy, sin and interesting obscenity conducted itself mostly civilly; one girl whined and yelled, became completely unreasonable and caused some drama. Eventually, not having seen Dan for an hour or so, I got worried about him and conducted regular checks on his whereabouts. It got late enough that he wouldn't get up in the morning if he didn't go home, so I called the ever-reliable backup and took him back to Sid and myself home.
Man, that was such fun. Here's hoping Sean will be awake for my lesson at 10am.
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