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oh em gee. There's some kind of massage/smoothie party going on in our lounge tomorrow.

YES PLEASE.

I have always, always wanted a professional massage. People give backrubs a lot in theatre, as many of you no doubt know, and people who give me backrubs are always kind of shocked at how knotted up my shoulders are. "I do karate," I tell them. One guy said, "Martial arts are supposed to RELAX you!"

Ahahahano. Not so much.

So. Massage + me = fulfilling lifelong dream!

COLLEGE IS GOOD FOR SOMETHING.

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The best parts of today:

Taking two hour-long naps. mmmmmmmsleep.

Helping Doc find non-Western plays to suggest for next season. (Also, while we working, I said "Hey Doc! I have a werewolf song for you.," and passed him my iPod. "'S called 'She Said,' by the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion." Verdict: he liked it. You're welcome, newredshoes. :D)

The weather. Oh, the weather. The wind is hard enough to pick up people's hair and gust the leaves up into whirlwinds on the sidewalk. And best of all? I saw little white things falling out of the sky, though they disappeared on the ground.

It's winter, and it's glorious.