I would really appreciate it if scientists got on that cloning thing right quick.
I have just recently realized that it actually is impossible to do everything.
I do not, I repeat, DO NOT at all enjoy turning down work.
- Especially when it’s unavoidably at the last minute, putting everyone in a bind.
- Especially when the director is a friend/follower/cast mate of mine.
- And ESPECIALLY when I have an audition for a full equity contract with the AD of the company I just jilted.
I really hope this doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass.
EDIT: On the bright side, I had a pin-up photo shoot with Tim last night, and I start rehearsals for TL5Y next week. Hooray.
Last Five Years.
Fuck to the yes.
GODDAMMIT JP JUST GIVE ME A MOTHERFUCKING ANSWER OK
I don’t think it’s sunken in quite yet.
That you are no longer going to be parents, for the time being.
I keep remembering this piece of news, then crumpling on the inside over and over again.
I keep picturing your nursery you so painstakingly put together with so much love. And all those little jumpers. And it just breaks my heart.
This kind of thing is supposed to happen to other people, y’know?
In the words of Ten: I am sorry. I am so, so sorry.
Just know that we love you, and are here for you. Always.
You were just a small bump, unborn, for four months then torn from life.
Maybe you were needed up there, but we’re still unaware as why.