my finger still hurts really bad. but it's ok because it's tuesday. and i don't really have anything i need to do today except for... go to rhetoric. yaaaaaaaaaaaay. my dad was alll "do you need stitches?! ooooh my god1 i bet you need stitches!" and i'm like... "no,no... it's alright... it's more of a round gouge than a deep long slice." but he made me un bandage it and show him (this is like... at 6am) so then i had to get up and rebandage it all. it's a pretty bad cut... like, i cut it, and it immediatly started gushing blood. and in like... one swift movement ryan (who works with me, not riff) grabbed a handful of napkins and grabbed my hand and whisked me back to the sink and fixed it. myyyyyyyyyyyy hero. only not really because he didn't come see me last friday. *gasp* know what i just realized? i bought a bag of peachie o's on saturday... and i didn't eat them...there are peachie o's either waiting for me inthe dressing room, or in my backpack. haaaaaaaaaaappy happy day. and devin and i are going out to lunch as soon as he gets back. even happier day.


completely random sidenote... i wonder how derek prounouces his daughter's name. it's cailey. so is it like... kylie? or kaylie? or something entirely different? hm. i'll have to ask him on thursday. i'm such a dork, i miss rocky horror so much, and we're not even done with it. it's weird going home at night. i feel like i should go to rehearsal or to oakdale.