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Courtesy of beckla30, plus everyone else on my flist: Comment on this post. I'll choose seven userpics from your profile and you'll explain what they mean and why you're using them. Post this along with your answers in your own journal so others can play along.



( If I didn't already know and accept my geekdom, this selection would be quite a wake-up call. )

And as usual, I talked too much. I think you expect that by now.

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So today I got a chance to go see a play. My Intro to Theatre class requires two reviews of professional productions, and one of the theatres downtown offers a "pay what you can" night a couple times during each run. I happened to run into a classmate who mentioned that she was going to pick up her ticket, so I jumped on the chance (because, two professional productions? Not a cheap assignment) to have her pick up one for me too.

This made my long day even longer - on Tuesdays and Thursdays I'm awake at six-fifteen and don't get home until around five as it is, and the play started at seven-thirty - but man, was it worth it. The play was The Piano Lesson, by August Wilson. It got off to an extremely slow start, but once it clicked into gear, it was fantastic. I have no idea where to start with my review. I'm going to need to let it all settle for a few days first.

Bonus: I was at a play instead of watching the game. The wailing and rending of garments on the flist makes me see annoying Boy Willie in a whole new light. Thanks, Boy Willie, for not being the Red Sox pitching staff!