Tonight was another rehearsal. And as you may tell by the excitement in the tone of my typage, it wasn't a glorious one. This show is going to be interesting.
First things first, our lead role wasn't there half the time. Leo was too busy still moping around being sad about Mikaela, his ex-girlfriend who happens to be in this show as well, to do his lines. So Mikaela read them. How ironic. Finally, half-way through the show, Erin said she'd go "fix" Leo and dragged him out. Apparently, they finished the Grinch costume.
He looked like a green cupcake with feet and a fuzzy hat.
No one could remember a single line today, too. Mary Kate had two lines in her solo. TWO. LINES. "You're a vile one, Mister...uh, mister...line!"
Grinch. Mister Grinch. It's who the whole darn shows about! MISTER FRIKIN GRINCH!
And thanks to Pierce quitting, our blocking is thrown off. And nobody was having a whole lot of fun. Especially Ian. Taylor threw him off the stage today (well, actually, she more of pushed him) and he was a little irked after that.
And Holly choked me. Willow tripped on my leg. Emma stepped on my foot. And we accomplished nothing.
Haha, well, such is life. The show'll be fine on opening night, though, right? Yeah, no worries. I've never been a huge worrier. Leo will get it together, Mary Kate will realize what show she's in, Holly will notice that I'm walking by her, and Carly will learn that when onstage, announcing you need to use the bathroom is not appropriate.
Cassidy the Monisa