Monday, March 20
- The second year conservatory kids did their poetry projects. One chick's pendulous boobies were wiggling around all during her piece and Lex and I could hardly keep ourselves together. I don't think I've laughed so hard in years.
- Rehearsals for Cloud Nine began on a fine foot. The readthrough went fine, sans Stacy as it was.
- I spent the whole rest of the night photocopying my face and dicking around in Second Life (I made a working copy of my script).
