It's Theatre Week. Which means I'm in a constant state of Glee. Then again, that might be because I met Jonathan Groff yesterday (see previous blog post). In case you missed the story on that, I was walking along the street, and then Jonathan Groff was in front of me. And then he took a picture with me. And then I about peed my pants.
If you don't know who Jonathan Groff is, you should probably stop pretending like we are that good of friends. And then you should learn to use the interwebs and Google that shit.
Tomorrow we are studying the works of Samuel Beckett, which rules, because I enjoy weird and confusing things. Wonder why.
Oh, and I'm going to see The Mousetrap. Which also rules.
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