Poor Franny. I hope she is better in the morning.

Aww, poor Frances. That sucks. And poor Burrell, too. (And poor Trader Joe's staff. I mean, while I'm at it, I might as well include them too.)

I just saw "Anything Goes." I'm always impressed by how talented the musical cast here is. I liked "Patience" better, but I can't quite put my finger on why. I did have a couple of little problems with the storyline, like the fact that Billy isn't a particularly nice guy at all, and yet he's the nice guy lead. However, the girls near me were talking about how cute the actor was, and I was pleased. I mean, he grew the face and everything, but I did his makeup, so I helped with the pretty. And, we were sitting in the back row, so they were seeing more of what I did than what he made. Anyway. It was very good. They got a standing ovation at the end, and deserved it. I'd say the actors who played Reno, Evelyn, Irma, and Moon were especially appreciated, and deservedly so. They were excellent. There's another matinee tomorrow, and next Saturday and Sunday, and there are evening shows on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, if anyone in the LA area wants to see a musical.

Get well soon, Frannypants.

Oh, poor boo.

Yes, more instructor training. But it's done tomorrow, until June. Hopefully May will be a relaxing month.

I'm old. I'm too fucking old. I'm older than all the other instructor potentials (one of them turns 21 in a couple months, bless), but I'm also older than the head instructor at the centre.

I have never felt this old, ever. I don't care how surprised people are to find out I'm 36. It doesn't make them seem any older, which is really what I need right now. I'm not willing to trade away any of my years (quite the opposite, but I'm sad how little it can feel I did with the time) -- so they need some rapid aging, stat.

Did you eat?

t /mom

Poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Tom Scola's birthday. Happy birthday, Tom! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!

[Edit: and in your birthday honor, a perfect post #: 2*3*1=2+3+1=6]

Oh ita, we simply must talk before you drop. I'm having t-shirt issues, and security issues, and I think they're solved, but could use advisement.

We're totally using the room I showed you, but I think I have some confusion on some confusing things.

So go to sleep and when you wake up, ice something and have tea and then let's run through stuff, okay?

Because, helllloooo, it's all about me and my needs.

I did, finally. Most of the food was gone at the BBQ (being three hours late'll have that effect), but I finished the mudd pie and scarfed more cake.

Then I made them go out to a restaurant "before" the bar (everyone went home after the restaurant because, tired, test tomorrow, spring forward) and ate Brazilian shrimp (can the wax jokes) and am happy.

I can't believe I have to eat again tomorrow. But mostly I should sleep, because I teach at for two hours before my test, so the day starts at 9:30.

Oh, Allyson! I'm out of the house pretty early (see above), but I should be home by five at the latest. Can we talk then?

Of course. And thanks!

And there was a nice post the other day at the Fuselage where someone was listing what they were looking forward to, and one of the things was saying hello to the hot security team.