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blargh. death. yeah. soooo tired. and really I have no reason for it. I mean, yeah, had rehearsal for 10 hours today, but.... all I do is sit up in the light booth and do stuff, so I shouldn't be... but my brain is just not functioning now, you know? and I have to be back there at 8 AM tommorrow. 8 IN THE FUCKING MORNING. yeah. although I did know that when getting into it, but... yeah.


anyway, it's a beauty pageant, so there are a lot of stupid people around, heh. this one girl went to do the "talent" portion and she bitched nonstop about the piano being out of tune... wasn't that bad. and then she kept muttering "oops!" or similar things, heh... apparently she didn't realize that the floor mics pick up more than just the piano and that if she does that in the pageant -- er, I mean, "scholarship competition", that's what they insist on calling it -- the whole audience will hear her loud and clear. Hoorah. Little bitch deserves to look like a fool, whining at us about the goddamn piano all through her performance. I mean, yeah, sucks if it's not quite in tune... but bitching about it at the top of your lungs won't make it magically, instantaneously tune itself. Dipshit.


Sooooo, yeah.