And PAUSE.

Oh, man. You know what day it is? Do you? Because it's a biggie.

It's my last day in Chicago. Tomorrow at this time I'll be eight hundred miles due east, being caravaned back from the airport and into rehearsal, ready to start a new semester.

With all due respect to my family whom I love, About Damn Time. I miss my posse, and my Hercules, and yes, even the idiots on my floor who play music at uncanny volume, because they let me get away with blasting musicals at ear-bleeding volume. I miss schedules, and assignments, and having Things To Do, because it's no fun procrastinating on personal projects! You can't get anything done if you're not not doing something, can you?

I can't sit around being smarter than people without the Twins! I can't sit around being sexier than people without Dan! I can't just plain be better than people without Jose! And who, exactly, am I going to experience mind blowing levels of sexual tension with if not Monica, Meg, Tina, Krysta, or Mary?

Well, Amber. But it's just not the SAME. You know how it is.

Anyway... I think if I had a point, it's that part three of the redesign will be postponed til, like, Monday. Bye!