I don't like how I felt before I slept, and now it's not so bad.
There's something to be said for that. Not sure what.
I don't have to be to the play until 7:30, and I should be calling Lindsay to see if she was planning on coming.
Probably going out afterwards, because it's a Friday show, and that's what we usually do.
It's strange. This is the first theatrical performance (play, musical, STUNTS) that I haven't worked. 3 years, 12 shows. Not this time though. It feels really odd.
I need a shower. I smell.