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After a little while at home, a few moments of painting a metal bottle with nail polish (it was time to give something dragon scales), who should traipse over the porch but Reggie? Ye gods, was he a sight for sore eyes. I don't know how long it had been, but it's always too long. He seems... persecuted. And unhappy. I just wish there was something I could fix for him; I want to make things better, but I guess there's the whole give a man a fish/teach him how to fish thing.
Andrew showed up shortly afterwards, and we staged an invasion of Stephan's and ended up going to an amazing vegetarian Indian restaurant and nearly being late to Urinetown. I forced Bryan not to back out of coming to see it with us, and I don't think he regretted it. Andrew seemed to be at least amused. Stephan was stunned by the production and of course offended by the show, but he expected that. Reggie may have lied to me about having a good time, which upsets me. Mama liked it.
I've got a good majority of the seven deadlies covered, due to this cast. I, who have no possessive connection with them whatsoever, am terribly, terribly proud of the entire cast. I am also jealous enough of their show to make me one of the three lost souls Satan chews on personally. It made me greedy to keep all the amazing individuals to myself and make them perform for me all the time. And of course, delicious talent must incur a certain amount of lust.
I wish I could go again, but I've got my own show. At least it's good, too.
Andrew showed up shortly afterwards, and we staged an invasion of Stephan's and ended up going to an amazing vegetarian Indian restaurant and nearly being late to Urinetown. I forced Bryan not to back out of coming to see it with us, and I don't think he regretted it. Andrew seemed to be at least amused. Stephan was stunned by the production and of course offended by the show, but he expected that. Reggie may have lied to me about having a good time, which upsets me. Mama liked it.
I've got a good majority of the seven deadlies covered, due to this cast. I, who have no possessive connection with them whatsoever, am terribly, terribly proud of the entire cast. I am also jealous enough of their show to make me one of the three lost souls Satan chews on personally. It made me greedy to keep all the amazing individuals to myself and make them perform for me all the time. And of course, delicious talent must incur a certain amount of lust.
I wish I could go again, but I've got my own show. At least it's good, too.