Scene...

Holy crap. I've just had one of those nights. Improv class was unbelievably bad for me. I've never had a whole night where I felt like I was sucking the life out of every scene I was in, but tonight I was the life sucker outer grande. It's not a good feeling.

Now, before you write a bunch of pitying comments, don't. I'm fine. I'll get right back on my improv horse tomorrow. It's just disheartening when you have one of those classes that tells you, in no uncertain terms, that you have a lot to learn. Guess that's the life lesson this week.

The universe says: "Deal with it."