It's incredibly, relentlessly demoralizing and I actually miss it. I'm a desperately ill woman.
Clearly you are. That's why I sent you an audition notice.
'Shindig'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
It's incredibly, relentlessly demoralizing and I actually miss it. I'm a desperately ill woman.
Clearly you are. That's why I sent you an audition notice.
Hey, I have one of those too! *forwards to JZ*
It's incredibly, relentlessly demoralizing and I actually miss it.
"Thank you, Mr. Dorsey. Unfortunately you're not the right type for this role."
"I can be taller."
"Actually, we're looking for somebody shorter."
"I
am
shorter. I'm wearing lifts in my shoes."
"I'm sorry Mr. Dorsey, but we're looking for somebody different."
"I can be different!"
"Mr. Dorsey, we're looking for somebody else."
Hee.
Hey, I have one of those too! *forwards to JZ*
AH HA HA! Same exact one, in fact! Why am I not surprised?
I suspected that!
(For those playing along at home, the audition notice in question is for Pride and Succubus, which apparently "combines the longing and whimsy of Jane Austen romance with the blood thirst of vampires." I ask you, is that not made for JZ??)
It is a Very Buffista Play, from the sound of it.
I'm auditioning even though rehearsals would be pretty inconvenient. I miss doing theatre.
(For those playing along at home, the audition notice in question is for Pride and Succubus, which apparently "combines the longing and whimsy of Jane Austen romance with the blood thirst of vampires." I ask you, is that not made for JZ??)
I need to see this play, preferably with JZ in it.