Am feeling utter sense of surreal-ness at this moment. The courtroom drama is over and I am going right into the One Act festival... It's gonna be really weird when it actually sinks in that I wont be seeing the cast every day or stressing over the lines, or worrying about the next performance. And my hair no longer has to be in a bun! I thank the god I don't believe in that I don't have to wear a tight bun, no more suit jackets for a while, and sleeping may be a possibility. But it's sad, too. Working on this play with Andy and the others is something I am going to miss desperately. *tear* I now present my ultimate sad face...

****SAD FACE****

Now that is a sad face.

But we went to IHOP and had a lot of fun- still feeling effects of chocochip pancakes and milkshake, but I'd say it was pretty fun night. That and my stellar parking job- I think I effectively cut off trade between Rogers and Bentonville with my van (who, by the by, is now named "Sharon"...don't ask). At least I didna scratch 'Lena's car... that would have been bad. But she did chase me through the parking lot while the other three looked on. We discussed the possibility of said event ending up on the cove of the newspaper- "american chases canadian terrorist through IHOP parking lot at midight".

Maybe it'll make me a celebrity...

Cast party is here in a few hours

My birthday is in 6 days. Dude, I'll be an adult. But apparently, according to internet quizzes (which, as we know, are always right) I have the mentality of a 25 year old. So technically I have been an adult since I was ...11? I can't do mental math... But we're going to Shogun's for dinner, so it's all good...