I kind of want to go home, but I have rehearsal in half an hour. Did I mention that? I should be raring to go--it's the first real rehearsal for this show. Plus, I think they get to work with the choreographer tonight, and have some sort of a diagnostic.
I'm still not completely sure what my role during rehearsals will be in this show, but I guess we'll figure it out, by trial and error, if nothing else.
Maybe I've got time to hit Starbucks before I go. I know, no coffee... but the nice thing is, everything else is cheaper.
And next week, it's my turn to pick what Kat and I do, and I think I've got an excellent idea. If she's willing to switch our night, that is. We'll just have to see, won't we?