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Wow. I can't keep track of the separate gossip strands. I got cramped on the couch in the living room trying to stay warm and feeling put out because Bryan had three huge blankets. He slept on the other couch, since his parents have his room, and I could just see him radiating heat. So I went and got in Stephan's bed, since he was out partying with the cast and wouldn't be back till late. In the morning, Stephan's parents called and the phone woke me up, so I got up and went to play on my computer in the living room, surprising Bryan. His parents were even more surprised when Stephan came out later, showered and ready for an outing with his parents. Bryan and his parents left before Stephan's arrived, but I'm pretty sure they (Bryan's) think I'm sleeping with Stephan. Which I guess, technically, I am, if you want to be literal.
On the other hand, I'm pretty sure that Dr. Mackie thinks I'm sleeping with Bryan (long story). I have finally disabused Dr. Citron of the notion, but for awhile she thought I was sleeping with either Ben or Bryan.
To the world at large: I am not sleeping with any of the residents of Swift House. I am their friend. Not that I mind terribly being suspected of it; they're all good-looking, smart (in the extreme), talented (in diverse ways), and funny, and I'd be flattered if anyone thought I rated such an integer. However, I clearly don't. So it's amusing that their parents think so.
Anyway, I went home and waited for Reggie this morning, but he didn't show, so I did some research and practiced a lot and browsed Elfwood, Epilogue and Deviantart. Found a lot of things I'd missed since my bookmarks died. By the time I was thinking about going to Rhinoceros, Dan and Meghan and Eugene (very tall pianist) wanted me to reserve tickets. I did, four of them, and strolled leisurely over, encountering the awkward jumble of Bryan and his parents, Ben and Lauren, and Stephan's four parents on the way.
The show; well, there's nothing I can say. I've never seen anything as visually or physically intense done at Rice. I didn't know Matt had it in him to transform into a rhinoceros onstage. It's astounding. I had no idea Stephan was both the ideal rock star and the perfect bellowing rhinoceros (two different characters, different points in the show). And the glorious color! Everyone in Houston should come see this show. It's not just pretty, it's funny too. And it's not just funny, it's interesting. It's a great play, very well done. Take that, Thresher review.
I'm going again next weekend. Come with me.
And next semester, I'm working with those people again. I forgot how good they are.
On the other hand, I'm pretty sure that Dr. Mackie thinks I'm sleeping with Bryan (long story). I have finally disabused Dr. Citron of the notion, but for awhile she thought I was sleeping with either Ben or Bryan.
To the world at large: I am not sleeping with any of the residents of Swift House. I am their friend. Not that I mind terribly being suspected of it; they're all good-looking, smart (in the extreme), talented (in diverse ways), and funny, and I'd be flattered if anyone thought I rated such an integer. However, I clearly don't. So it's amusing that their parents think so.
Anyway, I went home and waited for Reggie this morning, but he didn't show, so I did some research and practiced a lot and browsed Elfwood, Epilogue and Deviantart. Found a lot of things I'd missed since my bookmarks died. By the time I was thinking about going to Rhinoceros, Dan and Meghan and Eugene (very tall pianist) wanted me to reserve tickets. I did, four of them, and strolled leisurely over, encountering the awkward jumble of Bryan and his parents, Ben and Lauren, and Stephan's four parents on the way.
The show; well, there's nothing I can say. I've never seen anything as visually or physically intense done at Rice. I didn't know Matt had it in him to transform into a rhinoceros onstage. It's astounding. I had no idea Stephan was both the ideal rock star and the perfect bellowing rhinoceros (two different characters, different points in the show). And the glorious color! Everyone in Houston should come see this show. It's not just pretty, it's funny too. And it's not just funny, it's interesting. It's a great play, very well done. Take that, Thresher review.
I'm going again next weekend. Come with me.
And next semester, I'm working with those people again. I forgot how good they are.
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