It was Cabaret's closing night, and I got to go backstage, because Adam wasn't coming out to meet people. I was going to get to go to the party, too. I ended up in his dressing room...
Yeah, I get it. Especially with mention of "bathroom tile" earlier. I had a dream once that I was in AIDA with Adam and I came to rehearsal crying and he felt bad for me and talked to me and we ended up making out. Then I woke up. It was strange, I don't remember why I was crying. Huh.
but too much pink can be blinding. OMGoodness, there is the most obnoxious car alarm going off outside my window. It sounds like birds and it WON'T stop.
It's kind of embarassing...but I've had one dirty dream(at least that I remember) my whole life. I was talking to my friend the day after and I was so embarassed but I told her about it and I was soo...like...innocent(know there's a better word can't think about it) I think I whispered the word "penis" and then she was like...YOU'VE NEVER HAD A DREAM LIKE THAT EVER?? I was like umm...not that I remember...why...these dreams tend to be more common?
"If there was a Mount Rushmore for Broadway scores, "West Side Story" would be front and center. It snaps, it crackles it pops! It surges with a roar, its energy and sheer life undiminished by the years" - NYPost reviewer Elisabeth Vincentelli
Mmmm...alleys. Seen anyone mugged yet? Poor Fantabulous! I feel your pain. Once there was a car literally next to my window whose alarm would NOT stop.