Blecgh, why do I always get my period during a performance? Thank gravy that today is the last show and I have no cramps.

::flails overjoyously:: Renata is my herd! Not only is she the recipient of Gaiman loff (archive junkies: see 4:33PM post on 11/23), but she sent me a birthday package containing a Weird Al poster, the most amusing card I’ve seen in the history of Hallmark, and a Delirium plushie! *cuddles Delirium* With a fishie! Awwww, you knew Delirium was my favourite! Loff to you! And the packaging is highly amusing, too! One notice suggests you “Look for Death!”, and another, more non-sequitorial notice says: “Who can know what Delirium sees through her mismatched eyes? She comes with hands that can adhere to other soft toys or her plush fish.” Apparently the next sentence is not the answer to our hypothetical question. “Plush fish” is officially my new favourite vocal warmup.

Edit: More joy! Let us revel in Rebecca’s admission that Lincoln is better than Wilson! ::hears Neil’s words echoing in her memory:: But we knew that already, didn’t we, Renata?

Two shows down, two to go. I’m quite saddened that Casper chose the first two nights to perform, as he’s now finished. He’s such a fabulous actor! I’ll be disappointed to see Michael take over his role for the next two performances. I mean him no offense, but to be frank, I just don’t feel he’s the caliber. Ah well. My mom taped the first night, so at least we’ll have that. Here’s hoping that he tries out for “Man of la Mancha”, despite his protests that he can’t sing. He promised me tech crew, at least.

Anyway, here’s the first/only batch of pictures:

  • John (Casper) pleads with the Conjur Woman (moi)

  • Witches on the mountain

  • The Witches taunting John (Michael)

  • John (Casper), the witches, and the Conjur Woman (really bad quality, but really cool looking!)

  • It’s Evil Time! — Eugene (Conjur Man) and I (Conjur Woman) after the show. My makeup was better the second night; these were taken the first.

  • Cursing a random townsperson after the show. One can see my lovely DotM poster in the background.

  • Oh look! A butter churn!

  • At the revival

  • At the revival, #2

    First dose of birthday loff: Allison! Schnoogles to you! Loff also to Tanja, Alicey, Jia, et all who wished me a happy birthday. Hurrah!

  • 1) First grade teacher’s name: Mrs. Lynch

    2) Last word you said: me

    3) Last song you sang: “Hello, Mr. Zebra”, Tori Amos

    4) Last person you hugged: Casper

    5) Last thing you laughed at: demented visions of Daniel Radcliffe as various Discworld characters (see interview)

    6) Last time you said ‘I love you’: Talking on the phone with Daddy

    7) Last time you cried: JETS competition


    8) What’s in your CD player: “Scarlet’s Walk”, Tori Amos

    9) What color socks are you wearing: white

    10) What’s under your bed: books, dust bunnies, random junk

    11) What time did you wake up today: 6:50

    12) Current taste: banana

    13) Current hair: hyperactive, light brown, lower-mid back

    14) Current clothes: DotM t-shirt, uniform plaid skirt, blue sweatshirt jacket, saddle shoes

    15) Current annoyance: no one coming to tonight’s performance, which has the second-best cast (best cast was last night)

    16) Current longing: orange juice (getting sick)

    17) Current desktop picture: on HAL: omnibus b-day card, on Jimmy: a random grunge thing

    18) Current worry: losing my voice

    19) Current hate: my immune system

    20) Story behind your LJ username: a Renata nickname. Priscilla + pseudonym Ellie

    21) Current favorite article of clothing: my nifty jeans

    22) Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: quoi?

    23) Last CD that you bought: “Boys For Pele” and “Scarlet’s Walk” (bought together)

    24) Favorite place to be: at my computer

    25) Least favorite place: Dimension of Pain

    26) Time you wake up in the morning: 6:30 – 7:00

    27) If you could play an instrument, what would it be: I’m content with singing, but I’d like to be able to play the violin or piano

    28) Favorite color: red, I guess

    29) Do you believe in an afterlife: sure, why not?

    30) How tall are you: 5’9″

    31) Current favorite word/saying: squee, flail

    32) Favorite book: “Ender’s Game”, Orson Scott Card

    33) Favorite season: fall or spring. dunno.

    34) One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: John, so I could yell at him and make him give me back my omnibus Hitchhiker’s guide. He’s had it for nearly two years.

    35) Favorite day: Halloween

    36) Where do you want to go: to meet various online friends

    37) What is your career going to be like: special effects

    38) How many kids do you want: none

    39) What kind of car will you have: Prius

    40) Type a line you remember from any book: “…so you’re saying we should send Carrot off to be a duck among humans because Bjorn Stronginthearm is my uncle?”

    41) A random lyric: “If I saw it written, I couldn’t pronounce it” (MAA)

    42) Identify some things surrounding your computer: I’m in the Physics lab right now, so Motion Detector/Sonic Ranger, lab weights, scale, and CBL.

    43) What’s up next: English class

    Tomorrow is opening night. Let it be said that I have to most awesome costume of anyone in the play. It certainly helps to have demented artistic flair! Again, I essentially CGed my skin with makeup (sunken, hollow eyes, prominent cheekbones, believeable age lines, accentuated nose…) and I swiped charcoal all over my costume and appendages and the bottoms of my feet in order to look more dirty and rustic. Even after showering madly and scrubbing everywhere, I’m *still* finding charcoal in places. And my face is scary as hell; I’m going to have to get pictures. I also teased up and hair sprayed and teased more and sprayed more until my hair was a mutilated afro mess. I put dull red maple leaves inside the tangle — it looks fabulous. Of course, it took me more than fifteen minutes with a wide-toothed comb and detangling conditioner to restore my hair it its natural appearance. My hair is going to hate me forever. Anyway, performances at 7 tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday, then a 2:00 matinee on Sunday. We celebrated one girl’s birthday today; I wonder if anything will happen for mine on Saturday…

    Musing of the day: I used to have bright red lips. I’ve now been applying Vitamin E to them for about a week and a half, as they were evilly chapped and most chap sticks contain dessicants that make it worse. My lips are no longer chapped, but they are no longer red, either. They are now light pink. This is curious.

    See that “Renata is cool” post? For some reason, Blogger isn’t letting me edit/delete it. Strange. So I composed a haiku:

    Here I wrote a post

    That I now wish to delete

    But Blogger is dumb

    Expect very few posts from me in the next few days, as DotM Hell Week is upon us. Here’s today’s hilight:

    We learned the “Ankh-Morpork Handshake” in self-defense today. Of course, the teacher wasn’t aware that it was called the Ankh-Morpork Handshake, but I recognized it from the description. This is the niftiest class. I probably forgot to mention here that I’m now taking a self-defense course for my P.E. requirement, which is quite interesting. The teacher usually makes me play the “attacker”, because I’m the tallest in the class. In addition to the Handshake today, she also taught us several techniques for incapacitating an attacker that grabs you from behind, so I got to spend about 10 minutes attempting to dodge blows, while clinging to the instructor in a bear hug. My only vocalizations were the occasional tiny “meep?” and “der”. Yeah, that was interesting.