The Final 100
Body Armor leaves me with a sense of satisfaction and surprise. Yesterday on my way home a random student stopped me and said "Hell of a performance! Really. It was fantastic." NOTE - I had a hat on and was just trying to stay warm. That is my favorite kind of critique. The I have no idea who you are input. They don't need to say anything so what they say is honest.
My reaction to the show. Wow with a sub-text of yosh (clap, clap, clap), yosh (clap, clap, clap), YOSH! It was a heck of a show. Rehearsing in one week and teching/performing the next. Whooo. Brain - tired. Head - pulsing (stupid headache). Body - ready for rest.
That is the finish line I see. Tomorrow night Bulba goes up. After that... I'm done. Well, except for one 2 page paper for class I'll be missing on Friday due to the fact that emma and I will be in MA getting our marriage license. Hehehe. Now? Oyasumi no toki desu.