A goodbye note from a most awesome roommate. It's sad when things come to an end, but onwards and upwards is the only way life can move if it's going to be enjoyed. Besides, he's not escaping us for that long if I have anything to say about it...
Bad: getting locked out of my car, and in a truly imbecilic fashion too. Good: having someone come pronto to break in for me so I didn't have to take to the driver's side window with a hatchet. I give you Nathan, my automotive hero.
So pictures of the result of the tart crust are forthcoming, but my computer sadly crashed and so I've been forced to using my cell's camera to take my daily photos, which did not do the tart justice. So here, have some really lovely street art instead.
This may be hard to believe, but this is a theatre. A black box theatre, actually. And it's currently my theatre. Because the show I've been directing, that I've been working on for three months or so now, is opening tonight in this space.