It's officially my birthday, I get to tech for my first musical and I couldn't be any more excited, my surgery is in eleven days, I'm joining an LotR RP, and what even is January.

A new year indeed.

Suddenly, things.

So, I really don't give a fuck about my birthday except for the fact that this is my final year of legally being a kid, and that's really sad to think about. But, whatever.

What I'm most excited about right now is getting to be a tech.

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It's gonna be The Full Monty. And it isn't just a school play. No, this is local 500-seat theatre status right here. This is serious shit. Yeah. And I'll have other friends who are working backstage, so I won't be entirely alone and clueless.

Only bad thing is that my chest surgery is literally directly in the middle of tech week. Tech week is the 14th - 18th. My surgery is on the 16th. So. The stage manager told me that it's totally cool and that my health comes first, and I'll try to get right back into it as soon as possible. The 19th is opening night, so I'm going to be there, come hell or high water.

I should be fine, though. I don't expect to be in much pain. Even if I am, so fucking what. My biggest concern is painkillers. I just hope I won't be too doped-up. Because holy damn, I get to tech for something.

I should be more excited for my surgery, but that still hasn't registered in my head, yet. It still doesn't seem real. Which will make the impact of nervousness just that much greater when it does come around. Because, right now, it feels as far off as it was seven months ago.

Also, I've finally gotten around to seeking out a nice Tumblr roleplay to join, so I've auditioned for one as Pippin and I'm awaiting acceptance. Because no one else has auditioned for him and, let's face it, I'm just flawless either way. Duh.

But it's been several years since I've last roleplayed, and I'm a tad rusty. I'm excited to get back into it, though.

I initially thought that I could never roleplay/cosplay as Pippin, because I love him way, way, way too much. And Pip does not love himself that much. Merry does love him that much, however. And so I figured I'd settle with him, but I just can't. I'm adopting Pippin. He is mine, now.

I just can't with his stupid face.



Look.



At.



This.



Beautiful.



Little.



Shit.



... Alright, I really have to get off to bed, now.

I'll keep you updated.

P.S. ASDFGHAKDSHGKG OH GOD MY ORCHESTRA CONDUCTOR JUST SAID THAT HE ALREADY OWNS THE SCORE FOR LORD OF THE RINGS I'M DYING HELP.