Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Antsy in the pantsy

At the end of the Fledermaus run, all I could think of is "get me the hell out of this stinky-ass costume." Three days later, I'm fidgety and cranky. It could be nerves for tonight's audition for an opera where most of the roles are already cast, or it could be that I'm so used to being a huge martyr about how busy I am that I'm not myself when I'm have nothing to feel sorry for myself about. I do so enjoy feeling persecuted.

1 comment:

AAM said...

OH, and break a leg!!!