Allergies

Marky texted me in the morning; he'd decided not to stay with me after all, citing cat allergies. I think he's more allergic to an apartment that looks like a frat house, minus the hot guys, but okay.

Hit up rehearsal after work - entire opening number, which is my favorite part of the show. At the last minute, I remembered I'd agreed to pick Beth up from the airport. She'd been gifted a ticket to ComicCon from a friend at work, so made the trek down and stayed at the Hilton. In a very San Diego turn of events, it would have taken her about an hour and a half to get from the airport to MV via public transit, but only 10 min to drive.

She's having some mystery health issues right now, so Comic Con is a nice break for her.