when did it become opening night?

the past week is such a blur in my head. as my character would put it in the act i finale, “i don’t even know where to begin.”

we moved into the theatre on monday, and have been rehearsing there a little past 12 am nightly. we’ve been adjusting to the space, since it is new to us. we’ve been working last minute details on harmonies, lyrics and timing. we’ve made final costume decisions and worked on quick changes in a dressing room so cold it may as well be outside. last night was final dress, and aside from kerry knocking over the large, black, stage left flat, things went amazingly. it was the first time i felt that this show is going to come together well, the first time i really felt connected to the rest of the cast as a unit, and most importantly, the first time i feel i truly got everything about my character. he’s a pretty fucked up individual, and it’s been an amazing journey getting to know him.

i came home this morning to a wonderful note from john oliveira (aka miss deena jones) on my bed wishing me luck. i also got lovely texts, ims, and other assorted forms of love from many others. thank you all for the well-wishes, and i do hope i don’t disappoint any of you when you come see the show!

big thanks to the f.u.d.g.e. theatre company for being the most fabulous collection of people i could hope to work with. i look forward to working with you guys again and again!

well, it’s time for me to take my nap that i’ve schedule in my gmail calendar, because i have been so drained this past week i just need to sleep all afternoon and then show up at the theatre for my 6:30 pm call.

tickets are still available to all performances if you are interested!
www.fudgetheatre.com

today i am thankful for

1. enya, for lulling me to sleep in this lovely nap i’m about to embark upon.
2. everyone who is taking time out of their weekends to come see my show.
3. the amazing cast and production team i have the privilege to work with this weekend.
4. my parents, for coming to see my musical even though there may or may not be inappropriate language, consumption of alcoholic beverages, one drug reference, and a sex scene.
5. jeremy, for having an apartment that is worlds closer to the theatre than my own room.