Failed to return a rented piece of gear on time. It's okay though, Ari's a friend, and he understood. Besides, it was a fucking director's chair, not a stack of Mighty Moles.
Was way too honest about my thoughts of a crazy goddamn play that was an interpretation of a Tennessee Williams flop. Don't get me wrong, it was... unique, but it had a bit too much crazy sound design, real and also fake dicks, and Theatre-capital-T elements for me to really get into it. Me, I like musicals; easy things. It's like being 5 and getting thrown into a lake by your father, something that definitely never happened to me ever.
Fell asleep on the Metro-North (no robbery this time) and ended up in Tuckahoe. What a horrible name.
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