December 7, 2008

• I went to see a friend act in a play at the school tonight (the friend would probably be better described as a "kid friend", she's the ten-year-old daughter of the missionary family that's made Indy their temporary home) and while I know with my head the solutions to many of the horrid painful deadly facts of theatre, and I know with my heart the True Director, by the time I left the school I was fighting a losing battle to not slip back into the lonely, solitary insanity which is what I remember best of the semesters that I was in theatre... I still feel like I might throw up, my stomach is... grouchy... at best.

  Working backward through my day, it was probably not wise to go to the Mexican restaurant before going to the theatre. I know my stomach better than that.

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