Well, Lilly and fugobo have both forgiven me for being grating and evil, and I had a fun and productive day, for once.
Im in a good mood? Life is going well? Suddenly, I am paralyzed, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
As the director of the play you can still hardly believe you qualified for, I would like to say that you suck. Suck ass, in fact.
Though you would gladly hand me your own liver, I consider you an ancquaintance.
Thats more like what I expected.
Oh, and dont forget, You have to leave town and miss the weekend play practice and any fun you could have had to visit your as-good-as-dead Grandfather.
