Rehearsal

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Woke up too early, and despite being quite tired, I couldn't sleep. I scrolled through FB to find that someone had gone into an Orlando nightclub and shot over a hundred people. 50 died, the rest were injured. Not long after that, word came that someone with a large number of weapons was stopped on his way to LA Pride. Lots and lots of posts talking about how people feel. That's fine. I have a journal for that, though, and I don't even really connect with myself there.

Tim came over while Julian was still sleeping, we chatted and I played with Pupple. Julian woke up a little after he left - he'd slept for nearly 12 hours. I had rehearsal at 2, so I dropped Julian off around 12, drank another cup of coffee, jerked off, even though I didn't mean to cum, and headed over to rehearsal. I got there a little early, but didn't want to barge past the front desk like some kind of diva. Okay, I always *want* to barge past everything like a diva, but instead I texted Aaron and waited outside with a new friend. Joe eventually showed up and walked us in together. Oh, is that your dog? No....

Rehearsal went well, overall. Aaron really only choreographed a couple 8 counts, and the rest is watching the main action. The other dancers, except for Aaron, are really singers who move. Aaron is awesome. I don't think the have any training, really, though I didn't notice that until we took turns sitting out and watching. Aaron had asked at the beginning if anyone wanted to compete for the role of Billie Jean in the song, and asked again at the end. Seeing how little we were actually dancing during the song, I jumped at it.

Joe invited everyone over to watch the Tony's. I had nothing better to do, and really should get to know the other cast members, so I agreed. Julian asked if he could come, and I didn't have a reason to say no. The boys were watching SYTYCD Junior when we got there. Much jealous. So bitter. The Tony's were amazing. I'm not a fan of Hamilton at all, but I'm very happy for everyone involved, and for the effect this will hopefully have on future casting decisions for minorities. James Cordon is amazing and I want to fuck him. I about died during Carpool Karaoke. There are so many completely mind-boggling amazing fucking singers. Much jealous, so bitter.

We headed back around 11, then stayed up another hour and a half or so holding Mousey and giving him treats. I'm pretty good at keeping a wall between myself and my emotions - I even made my emotions pay for it - but the waves crested over briefly. I've decided I want to spend at least 5 min with him every day.