All over the newspaper.

Miraculously, our show went up yesterday! We didn't have a bad crowd, thanks to some particularly unflattering but popular photos in the State Journal. Things went really well, and the audience seemed to enjoy themselves. They laughed, they applauded, and they cheered during curtain call. That's usually a good sign, particularly when the audience is wet. (We got sprinkled on during act 1 and outright rained on during intermission.)

I've been really enjoying the people I am working with in this show, as has Kirstin. They are just really nice bunch, without a lot of the usual actor baggage one sometimes has to deal with. This show is just a lot of fun.

Tomorrow I am going to the Renaissance Festival with another cast member early in the day. The silly thing is, I feel guilty about going with my new friends because of leaving Roomie behind. Which is insane. He does things without me all the time. I should have my own life, for crying out loud. We don't have to do *everything* together. I asked him about it, and he's all for it, so why do I feel so bad?

I guess I haven't spent much time with him lately, and don't know how he feels about that, and don't trust him to tell me (even though I directly asked him) if he needs to be with me for a while.

Why do men have to be so confusing? Why can't I just take what he says at face value? He says it, he means it, right?