And I thought models had it easy. Jesus was I wrong.

Jessica and I ventured yesterday into the great unknown. Unprepared and Unaware...no, I kid, we were just out taking pictures. Our first stop was downtown. We took pictures of me climbing on this gunormous oak tree, and then some of me climbing up this giant staircase inside the old state capital. Hmm, while that was fun and all, it doesn't stop there. Oh no. I took pictures with flowers. I must have spent fifteen damn minutes with those flowers. And I have allergies, so boy did that ever piss me off. then we drove for forty-five minutes to reach this old, haunted home which was turned into a museum, sort of. I can't explain it. But I can say that it is known for the great number of murders having occurred in the house.

That said, I was a bit frightened to dress up and take pictures of myself through windows and playing the piano and shit like that. I played the haunted piano, which plays by itself at night. I laid in a bed in which a woman was murdered. I was just a bit scared. Then I had to dress all in black and we took some pictures of me in this old cemetary. Then, it's back downtown. We found this cool little abandoned church, so we took some pictures inside that.

Well, I never knew that modeling for pictures could be so tiring, but it is. Just trust me on this one.

"Okay, stand behind this, look around it with your hands on the edges....okay, tilt your head that way, but make your eyes look that way...okay, move your leg a little to the right....no, don't mind the ghost coming up behind you!"

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I also went to Ye Olde Local College to see a production of "Pippin" which was actually very good. it was a free preview for friends of the actors, so hell yeah I went. Free tickets!

At intermission, Me and Jessica got up to go use the bathroom. Everybody else kind of just sat there. Then, I went outside with her while she smoked (read: enhance her cancer). And then we mingled with some other people we knew, and I followed her around the whole time because I thought we were leaving. (She drove us there, so I rode with her.) Then, to my great surprise, we sat back down again in our seats. So I figured, hey, this must be a college thing. If we loiter around until one in the morning, we're cool. Okay, I can handle that.

Then, Holy Shit! The show started again. Oh my god, it was a phenomenon of modern theater. I thought the actors were going to improvise something and yell at us for not leaving, or something. Who knows. These kids are nuts.

But lo and behold, it had just been intermission.

Okay. I'm officially an idiot. Especially since I'm an actress. I ought to know these things.

*sigh*

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Show last night was great. I think it was the best audience we've ever had. A guy came that I know, and whom I have also had a crush on for a year. Jessica has too. So we were freaking out because he showed up. Then some of my friends from last year's summer show were there.

I was once again harassed to take a part in an upcoming professional touring musical.

Will wonders never cease?

I also need to be in a straightjacket when not onstage. I went to the bathroom backstage during the show, and since it was pitch black, I was walking and ai fell on a table, then that made me trip and fall on a chair, then a couch. It made quite a bit of noise, so a few of the crew came running back to see what stupid thing I had done, because they knew it was me. Seriously. If you hear a loud noise coming from backstage and it sounds like someone might be in pain and possible lying there bleeding to death, it was probably something I did. The crew has quickly learned this.

Claire was full of piss and vinegar last night or something. I mean, she was pissed off at me. Well, theoretically. I mean, not really, but she was onstage. Her character is supposed to be pissed off at my character, and boy did she ever make it look realistic. It was almost scary.

Brooke needed some Aderrol or Valium or something last night. She was h-y-p-e-r-r-r-r-r-r-r.When she went to push me onstage, she pushed me so hard that I stumbled backwards and fell on a table.

I'm pretty sure the crew heard the noise and winced, knowing it was once again something of my doings.

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I now worship the new Broadway musical "Jekyll and Hyde." it's fairly new, but the guy who wrote it is right up there with Andrew Lloyd Webber on my list. The dude is great. And the guy who plays Jekyll has to transform into Hyde while onstage, and shit, it's Fucking. Scary. His voice totally changes.

Jessica is burning the soundtrack for me today so I'll have a copy of it. Seriously, we were driving along on the interstate and I heard the guy's voice change, and I almost jumped out of the sunroof. I was like, screaming going down the road.

It must have been pretty funny if you were the car next to me.

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SOUTH PARK-ISM O' THE DAY!: I'm a super-gay lion. Roar.

Sparky the dog runs away to a gay animals sanctuary, so of course, the South Park kids have to go and find him. And when they arrive, it's a bunch of limp-wristed wild animals who all talk with a lisp.

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The kittens finally opened their eyes yesterday. They're sooo adorable. I can hear them mewing under my bed right now, so I'd better go check on them.

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