olsen

Stayed in the theatre from 2:30 until 11:30, without leaving once. The sun can rise and set while you're in that building and you'd never see or feel it happening. It is a blackened hole.

My musical has a cast of one. Poor gilr will have to marry herself, give birth to herself, and violently rape herself in four part harmony. Forgive me for being disheartened.

I also recieved an extremely cruel email from my thesis advisor, which took criticism into the realms of assault.

I came home to the excitement of finding the plastic pig fetus in the womb on my door floating in india ink blood. Moments later, I turned on my computer and cried.