last night I went to the circus!

It was awesome and beautiful, an amazing combination of athletics and grace and humour. (With Cathy and Janius and Mike and Michael Anthony Hall and Michelle and tony and others.) Forget law school; for my next career, I'm definitely joining the circus.

My ex would-be roommate Terry was performing - it was his end of year show for the National Circus School. He tumbled down 20 feet on a rope and did general acrobatics with lots of people dressed in the same creepy uniform. He was awesome, we dug it. There was some cool hoop work and an erotic trapeze duet.

Going to someone else's school play is so much fun. There's a kind of sexual tension that goes with a performance where the actor knows they will be especially watched as a person. And as with all school productions, you watch everybody try so earnestly. During the post-show foyer mingling, you could sniff the incest in the air of the circus community.

I declined to go to a drink afterwards, thinking that if I was a good girl I would get lots of sleep. Not a chance.