| gurgle |
[04 Apr 2009|12:24am] |
i think i must be dying.
no. strike that. i've been eating like shit all week because it's tech week and shitty food is fast and easy (like your mom), and so for the past two days or so my stomach has been punishing me with a usually vague but constant feeling of not-quite-rightedness. i caved and took some pepto (which isn't as gross as i remember it being) and am getting back to normal feeding habits, so i expect things will improve.
come see my show. i have one comp i can spare but otherwise payment is a sliding scale based on what you can afford. also, monday (the 6th) is pay what you can night! can't beat that. they'll let you in for a nicklel if it's all you have! make reservations though, 'cause it's a small theatre.
darren hasn't committed to coming tomorrow yet. he's coming sometime, that he's promised, but i'd reeeeally like him to be there tomorrow in case the dreaded fedex guy shows up (he hasn't been into the office since the incident).
anyway. that's all that's happening with me right now. how are you?
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