I have not had significant sleep for 55 hours.

My ride did not show up for Shaun of the Dead, then when I got with our backup driver who didn't know how to get to Fremont we were ditched. But that's okay, we went skinny dipping and watched movies and spent the night on Lily's deck. So eat it, punks.

Sadly, spending the night didn't involve me actually getting any rest. Nor did I manage to get more than 3 hours of half-sleep during the day.

Front Page closed. Everyone involved is amazing, and I love them. The cast party was out of this world. I still did not sleep. I can still feel the rocking motion of Gabe's bench.

Peter Pan tech is going to be insane. Kaya and I may not make it out alive.

MacBeth is going to rock, no matter what happens with it. If I can still have fun after falling asleep twice during the readthrough and stumbling on every line, I can have fun no matter what happens. and Gabe ADing may mean that Kaya and I get a lunch buddy. Yay.

I am too tired to tell you anything else.