SHOW.

[kaydeefalls]

Praise be to whoever, I'll be directing a show next quarter. There are a lot of dumb things they've decided to DO to my show, but regardless, it's a show, and it's mine, and I'll deal with the dumb stuff.

ETA: And, holy shit, they passed only three of the six shows proposed, so suddenly a couple of irritating stipulations are looking pretty damn good.

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[annaalamode.livejournal.com]

YAY! YAY! :throws confetti:

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

*bops*

[msilverstar]

YES! *pumps air with fist*

You so deserve all sorts of good things! What's the show?

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

It's an Irish play by Frank McGuinness, called Carthaginians. He's an immensely popular playwright in Ireland, but very few people over here have heard of it. Still. Seven characters, living in a graveyard, waiting for the dead to rise. About as awesome as you can get, I feel.

[newredshoes]

Huzzah! (And wow, I don't know if I'm more amazed at how few shows were proposed or how few passed!) Will you be detailing these stipulations at any point in the future on or offline?

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

I'm curtains and cubes, instead of mainstage, and they stuck me TENTH WEEK, when I wanted eighth. But, y'know, show!

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

...oh, and are you coming to see Martyna's show? Apparently it's being staged properly again, 'cause Martyna got Heidi to overrule Morven.

[newredshoes]

I think I'm going to try to! I had been having one of my famous blue freakouts about life, the universe and everything, but I'll talk to my parents about plane tickets tomorrow morning, I think.