It's humid.

But I don't mind. Except it might by nasty backstage during the shows today. I have to of them, uggg. Ah well. I joined dace again, I dug my own grave.

I love theater, I love goiung to plays, GOOD dance shows, etc. Heck, I even really like BEING in plays (I thought I had died and gone to heaven when I got to play Hermia in A midsummer night's dream at Shakespear camp.) but I am really sick of doing these lame dance preformances.

BUT IT'S MY FAULT SO IT'S OKAY. Really. It'll be over tomorrow night at nine.

Okay, well... my fish is still alive. So that's good.