Circumstances contrived to make my car die in a staff lot, earning me a parking ticket and no ride for awhile. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Valentine's Day. We had two shows. Enough said. But there's a certain feeling that comes with knowing that you're living a lifestyle that knows no holiday that makes it more bearable. Everyone ran around hugging and exchanging cards and whatnot all morning. After the evening show I went and hung out with J. I got a balloon with a vampire smiley face!! We watched the Fifth Element and I just *had* to call Lucas so we could yell 'Aziz! Light!' a few times. Anyway, I was running around in my cute little Valentine shorts having a grand time. I *really* wanted to go see Hannibal last night; that would have just been the perfect holiday celebration--but I got out of the show too late. At least I got to just relax and hang out, which is a welcome change from the frantic pace I've been setting for myself lately.