1. Just cause everyone asks you to shut up, doesn't mean you're wrong

2. Dignity is possible to be retained in all circumstances (almost at least)

3. Skirts feel weird to wear

We didn't win anything, some of the cast members were a little disappointed, I was happy.

I was happy that in the end the production wasn't a complete piece of shit.

The fact that nothing went horribly wrong is a bloody miracle. Under-rehearsed, ill-prepared, bad leadership, bad dynamics, combined with delusion and incompetence.

Although most of my efforts went to waste I am happy to say that enough of it went in to ensure that without me, it would have been a lot more screwed up.

At least in the end I could still get on stage in front of everyone today, and smile as they cheered. The special mention I got from one of the judges was another plus, but it was the acknowledgement from the audience that hit me the strongest.

That's it, I'm joining Players next year.

Music can wait two years, I think.

It had so better.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.