Well, we actually finished blocking Act One. I don't know how August does it, but he does. Wait until you see how many purses, paraphernalia, candy boxes, etc. he has to keep track of. We were done early, which will never happen again, I'm sure. Pretty standard rehearsal though: hash, cocaine (a.k.a. snow), actual snow, thawing caribou meat, and a joint. Just another day at the office.
I don't know why my race car driving husband doesn't understand my job.
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