Hold Out! to the limit. the live with specific purlooses

O.K., I am delighted because I got the part of my happiness in Marisol! I'm going to be playing June, the co-worker of Marisol and the brother of Lenny, and I eventually turn into a skinhead, and then back into a good person. I am also delighted because almost all my good friends got into this play, and so my social life will become much more compact (is this necessarily a good thing, though?... hmmmm..).

Also I am delighted because this summer I will play the part of Maria in Twelfth Night! I am also playing Hecate and Griffith in Scottish Play and Henry VIII, respectively. I am also understudying Lady Scottish Play. Here's the thing though... for June, I would really like to be shaving my head. Or at least shaving most of my head. I mean, come on! I've decided to Be An Actor. When am I ever going to get to shave my head with impugnity ever again? And I'm kind of attracted the thought of wearing femmy sundresses and having no hair at all. And I also would like to wear one of those baby headbands with the flower on it. I think that would be pretty damn funny. BUT. Because I'm playing Maria, I don't think I will be allowed to shave it. I'll probably have to wear a skullcap. Which is fine, I guess, but I am kind of perversely attracted to the idea of baldness.

I would also like my friends Heather and Gypsy to do my hair. I would like to go to Salon de Basement of Summit House and have my head shaved by my two favorite often-bald people. That would rock!