SO.. I’m hungry.  Like, my stomach hurts hungry.  I think I’m going to give in and visit the vending machine, which I’ve been successfully avoiding for the last two months.  TWO.  Not a Cheeto, not a Snickers, not even M&Ms.  Nada.  But my head hurts and I’m HUNGRY, and I just can’t make it till dinner.

Bryan called this morning and said, "Hey, I’ve got plans for us.  We’ve been invited by Viv to dinner."

I said, "Remember that Jungle Book thing I told you about last week?"

He said, "Oh, yeah.  Apparently, that’s when Viv told me about dinner, too."

So he’s officially fired.  I’ll be joining them long enough to grab some sustenance, and then I will jot over to the ole Playhouse.  Good times.  He will probably join me later.  He’s sad.  But DUR.

Show is at 7, right?

Anyway, he did good and got me some recorded accompanyment from "Wicked" for Saturday.  I’m excited about that.

I’ve been doing expense reports all day.  Which, as you can imagine, is LOADS of fun.  Life is grand in the office.

Laughed at one manager today who wanted "Staff Historian" added to his title.  Dude, our program is only three years old.  Give me a break.

I’m glad it’s Thursday.  That makes tomorrow Friday.  And then the weekend.  Next week is Fall Break, and I’m taking that Friday off for a day of fun with Bryan and the Boy.  Bryan wanted to visit the Botanical Gardens and I loved the Scarecrows the last time we were there.. so we will probably do that.  Good times.

Well, I shall see some of you tonight.  Everyone else, you’ll just have to miss me.