*falls over*

yeeeee. I always remember that the saturday rehearsals (9:30-5, with a lunch break that is at least fairly relaxed) are exhausting. I just tend to forget /just how bad/ they are.

luckily, I have some really awesome roommates who understand ... whateverthehell stage that's below zombie brain and fire-bad-tree-pretty ... and also understand the need for tea. (lemon ginger green tea, in this case.)

there's an incredibly stupid mattress ad where the people come home from vacation, travel-dirty and obviously just in the door, and just kind of faceplant onto the mattress and mumble about how much they missed it. that sort of faceplant is so what I would be doing if I could.

*eyes cross*

I am bailing on church tomorrow. hopefully no one will kill me for that or anything.

*gulps down more tea*