no. i clean up. he has been killed at most eight times in a show. not a single drop of blood, no matter if he has been bludgeoned, poisoned, stabbed or hit over the head with a brick-stuffed purse. he falls so prettily to the floor.
and, yes. yes, it was a silky powder and aquamarine blue mumu. with lots of swirls and large paisley patterns. and shoots of silver. we used to use it during rituals to call the quarters before the skyclad part came in, right before coming to the circle with open hearts and minds. so it was QUITE amusing to see him "die" in it, complete with fluttering eyes (as he was playing a woman) and little high pitched squeels before falling to the floor, expertly tossing his long wig tresses over one shoulder. quite dramatic.
its been fewer than a hundred. how fewer, i will never admit to.
and, yeah, i am done with my placement tests. i screwed up one of them. but the other two, i think i aced. got nervous about the first, because it is the one program i know better than the other two, but the last time i took the test, there was a problem with the online service and i only scored a 50. a 50! the other placement agency gave me a similar test, and i got a 92 on it. so... got nervous and started over thinking.
so, thanks for the laughs tonight. kept me calm through the exams.