No rehearsal last night, because Kirsten needed to tech the 7p shows that are going on in the same evening as us, and also my head would have exploded if I didn't get a night off.

Also, I had to do my sound tapes that I hadn't even given the smallest thought about, and I always am wildly obsessed with the music that I use and plan out all these songs almost the first thing, but between the Great Omar Search and all the stuff that has been going on recently, I didn't even think about it once, except for the "Macarena" and "I Fall to Pieces", which are called for in the scripts.

So I spent three hours and went through all of my cds, and I have opening and closing music for every show, meaning that I have twelve tapes to cue up every single night.

It's a tough life, but I'll just suck it up. Twelve sound cues means a slightly longer show and I'll do anything for my art. Or, you know, whatever.

Today's horoscope:
Domestic discussions arise. Take the opportunity for quality time and supportive sharing.

One year ago today:
My wrap party consisted of going "Yay, we're wrapped!" and then collapsing, but we finished it.

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