"We'll be VIP with the movie stars..."

I promise this entry will have more pictures soon. Or I hope so. As soon as they get on Facebook...cause I didn't take any of them, I have to steal them from other people and the rule of the weekend was that you were not allowed to see any pictures until they were up on Facebook.

The show was awesome. AWESOME. The audience even understood it, which I think is a testament to the talent of the entire cast. It's a difficult show, and it's long. And if you don't do it right it can easily be boring. But no -- we pulled it off. I think we all can be very proud of ourselves at this point.

After opening night, I went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show. The weekend of or following Halloween every year (well, for the past five years) our school has shown the movie -- and had a cast acting it out in front of the screen. The girl who had started it -- a legend in her own right on this campus and a friend of mine (not gonna lie I'm friends with most of the more recent campus legends :-P) came to see it although she graduated last year. Another campus legend , alumnus, and one of my best friends also was there to see it (he also saw my show) so it was kind of a reunion of sorts. :)
Also, the guy who played Rocky, Matt? Funny story. He's incredibly hot with one of the cutest faces *ever*. And then it slowly dawned on me -- he was the same guy who Boy-Anthony had made out with that oh-so-dramatic weekend while Anthony and I were dating. Matt is bi, but dating a girl (who Anthony had also made out with that night). I wasn't upset about Anthony's drunken tonsil hockey, and I'm still not. Now though? I'm envious. :-P I didn't go talk to him though, I thought "Hey, you made out with my ex-boyfriend before we broke up, isn't that crazy?" might be an awkward conversation starter.
Anyways, the Rocky Horror Picture Show went really well. I wish I'd had time enough between my show and theirs to get dressed up, but alas...no such luck. I still had a lot of fun, and I learned even more of the call lines. "Waiter, there's a transvestite in my soup" still remains one of my favorites.
I hope I can have time to be in the show next year. Cross your fingers!

The next day I slept until pretty much show time, then went and we had another great performance. Not quite as good as the first night, but the second show is always the worst night for any show. Opening night is usually the best as far as energy goes. Second night everyone is tired, so...it usually ends up technically pretty good, but actually...crappy. After that all the shows are at the usually very good and at this happy medium of technically good and full of energy.

We had the first of probably several cast parties last night. First most of us went to the diner and did our usual "La Vie Boheme" routine of pushing a whole bunch of tables together, coming in at seperate times, and making a loud scene.
The nice thing about our local diner (actually all the area diners I know of) is that they loooooove the people who are loud and make things interesting. Like the theater kids when they're all hyper from a show they just did. So they loved us, this one woman who works there gave us coupons to the hairdressing place that she works. So, yay for the super cheap haircut I'm gonna get!
Then we all went to our House Manager's apartment and had a typical college party and it was a lot of fun.

The picture is of me with a pillow at the apartment. This was before anyone had started drinking -- once the alcohol came out, the pillow disappeared rather quickly and I'm not sure where it went.
And yes, I know my hair is AWFUL, but it was still glued down from the show.

Also, an apology...for some bizarre and probably stupid reason, I'm getting errors when I try to comment on blogs on here so the fact that I'm not commenting does *not* mean I have nothing to say or that I'm a jerkface asswad. I mean, I might be a jerkface asswad but it has nothing to do with my lack of comments. :-D