tired...

Well, okay, I guess. Went to dinner with Anneka and Charlotte at the Melting Pot (mmm...) with a waiter who Charlotte thought was probably an out-of-work actor. ("I'll wait. Because...that's what I do. I'm a waiter.") The food was fantastic though. Of course. (Mmm, flambed marshmallows....)
And then we went to Anneka's house and played with makeup (I'm an actor for the acting...not the dress-up...right...) and went to Rocky Horror at the Admiral...haha, I have lost the last of my virginity, if I hadn't already (I mean, if 5th Ave isn't live, what is?). It was fun. I got to scream swear words, got that out my system a bit. Zoe was there--good to see her, and I saw Jared in the crowd, which was weird (I will persist in thinking of that kid as a cute little middleschooler even though he's just a year younger than me), and Joel outside (where's the makeup and fishnets, Joel? Dress up next time. :))

I bought sheets and comforter and towels and things online this morning. Ooo. Exciting.
I should read some Iliad...or, wait, we're going to Van Gogh today. Thass right. Paintings. Yep. Sophistication. I should wake up, then.