you know what happens to a girl when she's rushed out of bed, into a freezing shower, left behind, and then chugs coffee too quickly while angry at her impatient parents? her head implodes. it's not comfortable. in fact, THIS girl finds it decidedly painful.
it's times like these i wish i had brought my stage management kit home with me. i could then avoid scouring the house for the aspirin. how did a pack-rat like my mother birth me? i digress.
have some art. it's good for you.


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