+2 Wisdom, - 2 Con

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Cranky, creaky body. I ended up staying 2 hours over at work, then finally dropped off the flyers that Julian had asked for. They won't do him much good, but he was really using them as an excuse for contact. I knocked on his door a couple times, but no one answered. He tried to call me when I was a few blocks away - he'd had headphones in and had been hoping to hang out.

I stopped at the store, dropped the food off at home, then drove to rehearsal. Billie Jean has taken a turn away from being dancey. It's not a very dancey number to begin with, there being about two 8 counts of choreography. I might possibly ask if I can understudy The Way You Make Me Feel. Unfortunately, while I like Keith's choreo more than Aaron, I get the feeling Aaron is fond of me and Keith less so.

Marcus, who looks like Wanda Sykes and had largely ignored me at the Tony's, suddenly thought he knew me when I did an attitude turn. I'll take being famous for having a good attitude. Wocka wocka wocka. Rehearsal devolved into everyone stretching and telling a little about themselves. I was very very careful to not inject too many jokes or advice into other people's stories. Not everything is the Squeak Show. Okay, everything is the Squeak Show, but I can also play Supporting Actor.

Shaun had mentioned wanting to have a 4 way after, but it was late and more people are out tomorrow. And Bryce seemed awkward when we left, though Bryce is usually awkward.

Drunk Julian was texting me, asking to come over, telling me he loves me, etc. I feel rotten. But I also can't help him.

Mousey sat in my hand and ate a treat at home. He's missing more patches of fur on his hindquarters. Lady Miss Friday was unusually affectionate, so I stayed up too late petting her. Didn't get to sleep until about 11:30 or so, which means tomorrow is going to be a blast. Also woke up about 4 times through the night thinking someone was in my room, which was just mildly terrifying.