So.

[themegaloo]

I'm sleepy, cold and at work. The heater is on but it is REFUSING TO MAKE ME WARM. Not on. I went to see Saint Joan last night. It was REALLY long but really well done. And then went to their cast party because cast parties are really just an excuse for the entire department plus friends to, well, party. Good times. Except for the first time in a long time I REALLY DIDN'T KNOW A LOT OF PEOPLE. What the hell is that. So I was running around going "HI, I haven't met you yet..." and sticking out my hand. Most people have really wimpy handshakes. Seriously. Even the GUYS. It's like. Uh. Right. wtfever.

Came home to three people passed out on the couches. I don't even know why. And Steph was crashing at ours so we ended up making popcorn and hot cocoa (because we'd been standing outside too long and couldn't feel our feet) and watching family guy. And now I'm mad jealous because she curled up and stayed asleep when I left for work. Sleeeeeep. Waaaaaant.

I need to finish putting up christmas decorations and actually clean the shop today. Sigh. We do not speak of how many times I accidentally hit myself in the thumb with the hammer yesterday. >/

EDIT: My fingers hurt like NONE OTHER now. ;___; And I'm running out of decorations. BUT THE SHOP LOOKS DAMN GOOD, TYVM.