(Edit. In my haste and profound lack of sleep, it seems I quite simply reposted my previous post. I’m not the most savvy auteur when it comes to even posting my work, and my lack of sleep has only exacerbated the problem. As always, pardon me for this terrible mixup.)
I’ll keep this short and sweet, but know that I’ve read your compliments and it touches my heart.
I bought a suit, just for the occasion. No suit would fit, so I had to get it tailored, which was a nightmare in and of itself. One man shooed me out of his store after I removed my pants to be measured. I couldn’t tell if he was frightened, or insulted that I’d come to see him.
Anyway, I’m really looking forward to tonight. You guys don’t know ho much a windfall this has been. It’s really been unlike anything I’v ever done. I made it! God it feels good to say that. I have a performance. I might even talk to Sandy at the afterparty (Hopefully she won’t, you know, die.) Thank you, all of you for being with me on this harrowing journey, and wish me luck!
P.S. I’ll keep you informed of any developments, so expect my report on the actual staging later tonight!