Monday, October 21, 2002

There's a reason they call it Hell Week.

With just four days left until Fiorello opens at MAD, I'm essentially living at the theater as we put the myriad vital finishing touches on the set. As such, computer time is limited to about five minutes a day. So, rather than put the announcement off any longer for lack of time to tell the story properly, I'll just cut to the chase.

Finally, after eleven months of setbacks, disappointments and outright frustration, I have a job.

It was a whirlwind courtship, but it felt right all the way through. For example, you know things went well at the interview when you're singing "Zippitee Doo Dah" as you drive home from it.

I start next Monday, and hopefully I'll find a little time to give more details on the whole thing before then.

Now, I must be off to the theater.

Posted @ 12:07 PM

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