Phew.

One week of shows done. I like the show very much, although it definitely ruined the part of seeing people over the weekend.

Events:

-Got in a large spat with my dad over interim grades.
-Left the house.
-Called Jane about a YAMO writing meeting.
-Steve rang, but I couldn't go out, because of the writer's meeting, and I wouldn't be back until eleven from show.
-Show.
-Sleep.
-Shakespeare.
-Show.
-WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK.

Things are getting off to a mother*@#!ing terrible great start.

At least there's a day and a half off next week... for parent-teacher conferences though. Fuck.

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