...oh puppy... *slight grin*

...when we next talk, you're going to want to have a good hour at least, I suspect.

So yeah, it's October, Rocky plays Friday and Saturday nights. As soon as Cate got off work today we were off, ate dinner at Dixon House and headed there, and tomorrow there's rehearsals, and another show at night. It'll be November before things slow down again. I'm not complaining, it'll also be one hell of a great month and if I'm lucky I should be able to make a nice pawfull of cash as well as get my name out. This is the month for it, this is the time when I'm most likely to get commissions for body art and requests for costume help.

We'll be returning cans tomorrow, payday is Monday, I'm going to be talking to my doctor then too. We've discovered that we aren't likely to need to heat the house much this winter - the downstairs neighbors apparently run their heat at the slightest sign of cold weather and it heats up here quite nicely or in our case, overwhelmingly and annoyingly. *wry grin* We had to actually open the windows today just to keep from melting.

As has been happening lately, I'm already pretty exhausted despite today getting up freaking late, way later than usual. I'm gonna stare at Johnny Depp while I wait for m'amatryptaline to kick in, then hopefully get at least a few hours' sleep. If I'm awake in time I'm going to the early rehearsal, if not just the later one and that'll do.

Heh. Sheepherding. Anyway. Going. Tired.