I did it. I sent off a cover letter and resume to Playwrights Horizons to apply for their Directing Internship. Another internship you might say... Ahhh, but this one is in New York City. It pays a bit more, and its a step up from where I am. It also happens to be the theater that created Floyd Collins, Sunday in the Park with George, Spitfire Grill, Driving Miss Daisey and many other amazing pieces. Of course I want to work there!

But that's not all I've done. Yesterday, I sent a letter of inquiry and resume to The Goodman in Chicago. And I'm not done. I'm going to keep finding theaters I'm interested in and sending them letters. As my friend Liz asked, "What's the worse thing that happens? They ignore you." I'm all a tingling with excitement and joy, joy and excitement, excitement and joy. I'm also getting ready to go see the best show in the world once again. mm... Secret in the Wings... mm.

Last night was opening night, and I got all nervous at the after party. Terrified to go up and talk to any of the cast. Eventually, I did chat for a bit with Ray and Anne. Such truly sweet, talented, intelligent and nice people. Oooh! Interesting side note, and another person I was too terrified to go say anything to, Peter Dinklage was at the show and party last night as well. He has the sexiest voice. For those of you who don't know who Peter Dinklage is, go watch the movie The Station Agent. Not only is he sexy and amazing in it, but its a brilliant little movie.

Oooooh! AND I bought a digital camera that should be here by next Friday. I can hardly wait. It's so teeny and tiny and cute and sexy and perfect, I'm in absolute love.