You've GOT to be kidding me

Glow in the dark

Woke at 2am. Attempted sleep again at 5:45a. Took a long time to fall asleep, but I eventually did because the fucking steam whistle woke me at 7:50 (non-locals, KU has an enormously loud steam whistle that goes off every hour or so to mark the end of classtimes. You can hear it within a couple miles of campus, and it's definitely quite clear and audible as close as we live to campus. Some people love it. Most of us sane and rational people absolutely hate it. So despite getting only about five hours of sleep last night, I won't be able to take longer than an hour-long nap today. Because that fucking whistle's going to blow every hour at ten 'til. What god damned idiot forgot to turn off the whistle for the holiday? HAVE HIM SHOT IMMEDIATELY.

So I'm tired. And irritable.

I've never been tempted to buy someone a Kickstarter pledge for xmas, but look at this. Unless you're mckitterick. DON'T LOOK, MCKITTERICK.

This makes me a terrible person, but when I read this story, my first thought was "You go, girl. Four for you, girl." The situation screams "alcoholic," I know. But...damn. I'M IMPRESSED BY STAMINA, OKAY?

The show yesterday went great. Like, really great. The weather was cooler, it stopped raining in the late morning, the audience was appreciative and engaged...all in all, an incredibly good show for such a small group. The changes this year (no smoking, less stuff for your money) are gonna make a big difference in our ticket sales, no doubt about it. But if most of the audiences are like the one we had yesterday, it won't be so bad.

I wound up with a number of mosquito or chigger bites, though. I can't tell which--I react the same to both. I've never had a problem with them in previous years, but it looks like I'm gonna have to hose down with bug spray from now on. YUCK.

Holy crap am I unmotivated to do anything today. Gotta make the most out of the fact that I have a day to do all the stuff I need to do on the weekends, though. Off to do laundry, clean the kitchen, and scrub the bathrooms. HUZZAH.

Oh! I almost forgot. I took a nap late Sunday morning between msmitti leaving and when I had to get ready for the show. I dreamed about Fetish. No plot or anything, just incredibly vivid sensation memories of how her fur smelled, her purr, and how her fur felt when I rubbed my face in her belly. I woke up so sad and heartbroken and lonely for my cat. God, I miss her so much. It still physically hurts to remember her too much.

Ah! And i must be tired to have forgotten this. On Sunday, Danielle and Theresa were in attendance at Event-Formerly-Known-As-Smoker. They gave nottygypsy enough dollars to give me a Money Shower! Eeeeeeeeeeee! IT WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME I CAN'T EVEN TELL YOU. This is the darling couple who gifted me with the Lady Gaga ticket earlier this year. Best. Fans. Ever.