wendellt wrote:well it looked like you were having a hell of good a time, I giess that's the mark of a great performer you make your performance look enjoyable.
Yup. That's the point of acting.
When she strokes the ears of the head or scratches the head, all I hear is loud noises by my ear.

i particularly enjoyed your impromptu adlibs, especially the kniff in the head one and the use of no blood packs.
The head one was my idea.
The director cut the groin one because it was too disgusting... which confuses me because the fairy-sex scene is far worse than stabbing my groin.
I might do it tonight anyway.
And the blood packs... well, I made blood packs yesterday afternoon.
The poor man's blood pack attached to a pillow.
But Lorraine, the director, doesn't think we need them because it'd make it seem a bit too real and stabbing myself without any visible wounds is funnier, apparently.
Plus, the blood packs started leaking halfway through the performance.
So how does regina treat you off stage?
Fine. Nothing special. We talk about how we might do the scenes later on, make sure I look disheveled and rightly shagged, or just talk anyway.
She's married, you know?

you got a hangover today?
I wasn't drunk, only tired.
It takes
a lot to get me drunk.