"...it's all fucked..."

Blar. That was a long fucking day.


And shitty. Apparently people decided to talk shit about me over headset while I was talking to Alex and programming lights, and I only heard snippets of it and I couldn't bitch them out because Alex was standing right there and he wasn't on headset to hear it. Alex was talking to me from the side not covered by the earpiece so I couldn't hear them that well, but...
"yeah, I know, Kelsey--"
(I say "what?" at this point, thinking someone is talking to me, but Alex is talking again and I get drowned out...)
"....so fucking stupid..."
"...yeah, I know, she's..."
"Shut the fuck up, guys, she's on headset..."


...Yeah. Sarah said it was mostly Opie talking, and you know, I shouldn't fucking care what a fucking stupid redneck thinks about me, and Yoder was talking too but he's always kind of an ass... but I mean... I haven't fucking done anything to them. I just... I don't understand...


It helped a little that when me and Sarah were putting stuff away at the end she told me Opie was full of shit (apparently she was the one who told him to shut up, I hadn't been able to tell whether it was her or Bridget or Alaina, just that it was a girl)... so that helped at little... but she wouldn't tell me what he said... so that didn't help...


...I don't know. I feel trapped, because I love running lights so I don't want to quit but it's really fucking tempting if everyone fucking hates me that much. And for no fucking reason... I don't know... I don't get it...


In less angsty news, Alaina and I found three mice (a large one and two smaller ones) in the bottom of the trash can this morning, and they were tremendously cute. There was also one keeping me company in the light booth during the show, I saw him scuttling around in the trash can that's up there.


The end.