Today was really gross. It was cold and dry, and my sinuses are all fucked up. I have a headache, too. 

Brian kinda sucks. His dad told me he was ushering before the show, so I went down there with my bio homework, and ohmygod, what the fuck is with the usher's lounge? It's got couches and cookies and mirrored walls and nice old-lady-type tea tables. The stage managers' "lounge" is a 1970's-style office with a broken couch in it. And baskets of candy...but still....not fair. 
Anyway, I walk in there and don't see him at first because he's wearing a suit lolzorz. Brief conversation about unfair furnature and weird candy I found. Then he gave me vague answers to some of my homework. Which really sucks. Then he left.
Since I still had about five more pages of stuff, I asked Shawn, who actually helped more than Stupid-Penguin-Boy, but then got confused and started asking other people. Anyway, by the end of the night, I had about 15 different people doing this thing, and it still isn't done. WTF?

During curtain call, one of the camels decides it does not like sitting down, and starts standing up and kicking right in front of me. I manage to run around it, nearly missing a repeat of last wednesday. When I got offstage, Brian was laughing at me. Not cool. 

I'd like to push him in front of a camel. 



I raided the stage managers' candy baskets. Life is pretty sweet.