Fin... and begin again

The play is over. I'm knackered, my throat hurts from all the cigarettes I smoked on stage (and off - oops!) and I still wake up in a cold sweat when I think about the night I came on a scene too early, to the confusion of cast and audience alike (my solution? Smoke a cigarette and pretend it's some sort of clever "split screen" device. Oh, the shame).


So what have I been doing today?


Why, sending off letters to try and get another acting job of course.


It never bloody ends.
25.4.06 12:52
 


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(25.4.06 15:05)
 oh such mistakes always happen. Well done for acting through it, rather than mumble an apology and stumble off stage.


(25.4.06 21:17)
 glad to hear things went well for you (aside from the 1 cockup but well covered!)

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