And apparently, it didn't suck. Due to some miracle, all lines were memorized, and all performances, save for that of the male lead, were elevated. The costumes basically sucked, save for that of Medea herself, which she heavily altered. The cutting of the play was abysmal. Basically every line that sounded great was removed from the performance. Still, everyone who came to see me enjoyed the play, and my performance in particular, so I guess it was ok.
Hmm... it's May 13th. Sorta snuck up on me.
Not that May 13th itself has any significance. Rather, its that I didn't realize until I saw the computer calendar today that my birthday is in two days. Turning 20... yeah, I guess I don't have much to say about that.
Or anything else at the moment. I could have sworn I had some things to say.
Hate it when that happens.