HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT, GUYS. HO. LEE. SHIT.

I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN. I
knew given enough time this would happen.
I HAVE TO FIND SOMEONE UNREGISTERED. I can't register to vote in PA, I'll lose my student loans and my permanent fund dividend. And I guess if I can't find someone unregistered, I'll have to show up at 4:45 and wait around afterwards and try to get a picture and be like "HI, ZACHARY QUINTO. Will you sign this thing for my friend (formerly) at UPitt who couldn't be here today? :DDDD ALSO HERE HAVE A PAPER PENGUIN."
Or something along those lines. FUCK, I DON'T KNOW. HOLY CRAP, GUYS.
Suddenly every cool thing in the WORLD is happening at once.
Kate Bornstein is gonna be at UPitt next week; I was just told today about the
Rhodopi Theatre Collective, which creates theatrical pieces based on myths every summer in the mountains of Bulgaria, around Thrace; I'm trying to make mp3s to audition for
Buffy Between the Lines; and ZACH QUINTO is going to be here tomorrow. I just. Holy crap.
And I don't have work this afternoon, so I have a few hours where I can either do fun stuff or responsible stuff, or both!, while I have energy.