Portland Net

I'm not tall on a good day, but this is a bit ridiculous...

Is this normal for this place?

Why did I ever think wearing my hair like this was a good idea?

ADDITION: Right, so in spite of the deaging, I realized that I was so concerned with what was happening that I didn't properly introduce myself in that last entry.

My name is Martha Jones. I'm originally from London but have been living in New York for the last year or so. I'm a doctor...And according to this phone message I received, it looks as if I'll be working at the hospital. Not certain that they'll want a 12 year old going in for orientation though...

I forgot how long my hair used to be.

Private to Ezra

Hey... Raincheck on helping you get settled? Sorry, I sort of shrunk overnight. And yes, it is actually possible to be shorter than I usually am.

Anyway, about these things... apparently, weird things like these happen here all the time. This is the first time it's happened while I've been here, so... don't be freaked okay? I hope think they're usually temporary.

Private to Derek Wills and Karen Cartwright

I guess that workshop just wasn't meant to be for me. I've sort of regressed in age, so I doubt I'll be able to sing or perform up to standard. Thanks for giving me a chance though. Please let me know if you have another opportunity.

Those of you taking the musical theatre workshop: we begin Monday at 9AM. Be there by 8.50. If you saunter in at 9.01 thinking you'll get in, too bad. Equity standards for breaks and lunch (food won't be provided but there's ample time to get something if you don't pack your own lunch).

We'll end on Friday with a revue/showcase open to the public at 8PM.

There are fifteen participants at the moment, with the people from the [...] wormhole being Rachel Berry, Blaine Anderson, and Kurt Hummel, with Karen Cartwright as my assistant. If anyone else wants to enroll, this is your last chance.

Running this workshop is the only reason I'm not blackout drunk right now trying to click my heels back home.

So while going through my closet, I was unable to find something for my date tomorrow night. But, last night I went shopping and was able to find this amazing dress. I tried it on again tonight to see if I would still like it.

What do you all think?

( Outfit under the cut )

All right. I'm jumping aboard this crazy train because apparently I don't have another option.

I've taken a job at the University of Portland. I'll be teaching a few drama courses, try and make the department something that might produce something worthwhile. And August 11-15, I'll be running a musical theatre intensive. Short notice, very little prep, down to basics, but it's right before classes start and I'd like to see if the students who are available have anything.

So. If any of you happen to be theatre students, there you go.


FILTERED TO KAREN CARTWRIGHT:

Happy?

It's been two weeks since we got these coins. What do we think, everything back to normal tonight?

I got here a couple days ago, so I thought it was time to introduce myself: I'm Karen Cartwright. I'm from the same place as Derek over here. I'm still wrapping my head around this whole thing, but I'll catch up eventually.

Nice to meet you all.


Derek:

I went to look at the University they've got us working at. It's nice, and you might even like it if you went to look.

Sober or not sober?

Absolutely none of this is funny.

Does someone who's not a hologram want to explain things? I feel like I'm on an amusement park ride that I never paid fucking admission for.