As Post-Musical Depression Sets In...

Over the last week, so many soul-searching conversations have been had, frappes have been bought, cars have been yelled at (as Todd and I racked our brains for more creative profanity), and maybe a bro code or two was spectacularly broken.

As mentioned in the last post, Todd drove me about half of the way home over the last week. He's quite a snoop, but I'm fond of him and don't have too many secrets, anyway. Colby and Lauren are currently on my case for not asking him a lot of questions regarding his relationship life (I think we're like a little shipper-circle. We ship all our classmates; however, we would make horrible wingmen. Or Lauren and I would, anyway). Oh well. He seems to know most of the little there is to know about mine, though. He's supportive. Kinda. I also discovered that he can't wait to be a daddy. I think that's adorable, because I can see him getting along really well with children. He says he can see me with one daughter. Apparently I can't have a son because Todd doesn't trust me to dress up little boys. Oh well. We also had several  relationship-centric conversations that don't bear blogging about because weeeeeeeeell I'm paranoid and some things, the world is just not ready for.

I promise you that no making out or any other behavior of an intimate nature was done in Todd's car, even if I, along with several others, was wondering just what it would take to explode Simon's "oh shit Andrea is interacting with other things with PENISES angstangstrageangst" meter. Nobody has been murdered yet, so I assume it is still fully functioning.

I was also involved in my most teary circle-up yet Saturday, as we have five seniors and an exchange student graduating. This is my last production with all of them, but I will probably be working with four of them in May or so, for the Musical Theatre Ensemble showcase night, West of Broadway. It seemed that everybody was crying by the end of circle-up. Everybody. I looked across the circle to Colby and Fox and Colby was unashamedly tearing up, while Fox was aaaaaaaalmost there. I just stared, astounded at Fox's capacity for emotion. Also was amazed when he and Lauren started hugging each other. Usually they're too busy antagonizing each other to be nice.

The plays ran smoothly, nobody's dead (yet), and I also got to play some wonderfully inappropriate charades-from-the-catwalk with Colby and Lauren. Also engaged in potentially reckless behavior (however, considering the parties involved, simply knowing them is reckless).

I HAVE NO REGRETS,
Andrea! <3