I sat at the Rec this afternoon with a great sense of purpose. Having the stage on the floor and in full round made it possible for me to see the entire cast and their faces the entire rehearsal, whether they were acting or not, and it was something I had never experienced before. It made everyone a part of the play in a way I'd never felt before.

Still haven't found that date, but it's funny to think about how it all worked out. As soon as the first girl was asked, the race was on. Because if you're idle after that first girl, pretty soon you'll be dateless without a chance. It took about two days for the asking to die down a bit...but that initial burst was there and it hit some people hard while others were overjoyed. Oh the politics of Prom.

I personally wanted to take Gabe to Prom. It sucks that he has a date.

Now let's talk tuxes. Part of me is really pushing for my original plans to go through and get a red tux with a black shirt and red tie. Someone pointed out to me that I'd be going stag if I tried to do wear that.

But I want a unique tuxedo this year. Something cool...and what about ties? Bowtie or not? So many choices...

I've definately reached some sort of pinnacle in blogging, as I have successfully had someone who was drunk comment on it. I need an award...hmm...I'll make one myself!

Wow.

I'm a tool.