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Since we're opening "Steel Magnolias" next week and have turned the stage into a beauty parlor, I had the props mistress cut my hair yesterday after work in one of the swanky salon chairs. There are pictures somewhere, but I haven't seen them yet. I have Rory Gilmore college hair again.
I keep making to-do and packing lists for London, but I should save my time and paper since I seem to rewrite the same things every time. Frankly, I'm just happy that I haven't pulled out the suitcase and practiced packing yet.
I'm finished with shows for the season, so now I have two months of trying to make Scheduling seem like a full-day job. Most days it's not even a half-day job, and--now that my computer has gone fritzy--I'm running low on projects. (Ignoring, of course, obvious things such as revamping the company stage management handbook or helping box office make renewal calls, two projects that I keep avoiding.) How's that for being a responsible adult? I just want to play Bubble Blaster.
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But with all your new found free time, you get to hang out with the shop people while we shine lights at your face!
And, as pleasant as that is, I'd rather truly squander my time with Bubble Spinner rather than half squander it with ipod and lights.
(Incidentally, I don't know why my brain wants to call it "Bubble Blaster." The alliteration possibility, I guess.)
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