It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door

So I recieved my first theatre-related injury in a long time today.

I'm very sick. Caught Greg's awful cold, you see, so I've been wheezing and coughing for the past twenty-four hours. Swollen throat, burning eyes, whole nine yards. Steve went to choke me because, you know, he's Rasputin, and he grabbed my throat a WEE bit too hard, consequently pushing me backwards so I slam my head into the pillar >.<

Fun times.

There are a few people in my life who I would sincerely wish off the face of the planet, right now.

Don't know what else. :-/