The innocent can never last

Things I'll miss about summer 2010.

-doing whatever i wanted whenever i wanted
-literally no stress
-late night facebook chats
-late night anything
-waking up at noon and not feeling lazy about it
-looking like crap because i don't have to leave my house if i don't want to
-the belfry stage
-the belfry backstage
-the smell of the belfry
-the belfry dressing rooms
-the golden garter
-the deadwood stage
-my dressing room girls
-my lines
-my costumes
-my props
-the drive to the belfry at 6:30
-the drive home from the belfry at 10
-standing in the belfry lobby, hearing the overture, and waiting to enter through the swinging doors
-my giant chicago hat
-my bonnet that drove me nuts
-my petticoat thaat drove me nuts
-my hair that drove me nuts
-my cast that drove me nuts

come to think of it... calamity jane was my entire summer. to quote anna, the worst part about doing a show is leaving. always. that little renovated church building in the middle of nowhere, that cheesy music and predictable script, and those 27 weirdos that i'm proud to call my cast made my summer. and i'll feel their absence every night from 7 to 10, when i'm not on stage with them. i love you guys. i miss you guys. thanks for always laughing at my stories. ...then throwing them in the story basket. and thanks for making memories with me. i'll never forget a single one you talented freaks. yeah... calamity jane was my summer. and i loved every second of it.