The world doesn't actually make sense. Science doesn't work.

[chicafrom3]

Well, that's it, you guys. I'm officially unemployed; the season is officially over. Our last performance of "Twelfth Night" was last night; we finished strike moments ago. I'm meant to be packing, my dad's going to show up in a couple hours to pick me and my things up, and we're planning to try and spend tomorrow in Boston, and then the long drive home on Tuesday.

I'm still sort of in shock and can't quite process that the last ten weeks happened at all. It's been very intense, and fast, and amazing, and weird, and...I don't know.

Longer summation post when I can get my thoughts in order. This is mainly just to let you all know that I might not be online again properly until Wednesday; I'll try to get online before that, but, y'know.

...when did it get to be August, anyway.