I'm sure I'll break - ha - this promise to myself eventually, but no more walking home in a state of inebriation. This is the dumbest injury of my life thus far. If I forget, remind me.
Today's only redeeming quality is the fact that I have a rather nice job for Faram's Mass. I saw a few familiar names on the cast list for the gala, actually.
[Friends]
This pain medication is horrible and I can't concentrate to read anything like an actual book. Please amuse me, I am begging you.
[Aud]
You were right. I should have just stayed the night.
[Miles]
Needless to say, now that we are finally working together on a stage again, I will be missing the first few days of rehearsal. I'm still coming to Godot later this week though, assuming I'm not this woozy after a couple days.