I fell asleep after dinner. Evil comfy chair strikes again!!!
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I think I'm fond of your Evil Comfy Chair.
You should name him. Fluffy, or something like it. Or, you know, something more manly and which implies its deadly napping threat.
Oh, Calli! So much health~ma. How scary!
Thanks, y'all. I'm so glad I got Leifur. Waking up with a purring cat is really helping with the rest of the weekend.
(((Calli))) So much -ma for your father and for you.
You should name him. Fluffy, or something like it. Or, you know, something more manly and which implies its deadly napping threat.
Brutus Nappicus Fluffitares Magnificus?
Yeah, don't ask me where that came from.
I think there was more I meant to say, but it went away in flurry of thoughts of the Evil Comfy Chair.
Good morning. Wish me luck.
Luck!
Here's to you surviving today, Laga.
Sean, I hope you find a way to survive long enough to get some actual rest and recreation in.
Well, I kind of got to sleep in a little today. We have two previews today, so they can't really do any tech or anything, so I don't have to be at the theater until show call - which is 12:30 today. And tomorrow I don't have to work at all, but I have billion thing that need doing.
Next week will have some more tough days, but we open on Friday, and they have to stop teching the show once it opens. Everybody's unions say so. I don't have a union, but the actors and designers all do.