I'd Rather Be Dancing

Good Things:
Napoleon Dynamite's dance sequence, which I watched three times
Two, count 'em, two full-length commentaries on Garden State's DVD
The fudge somebody brought J at work, which I finally gave in and had like four pieces of (Bad thing - carrying an extra pound today)
Sore hamstrings and obliques, meaning my body feels utilized and appreciated
Fitting comfortably into the skinny jeans I haven't been able to wear since I got them (Backstory: first pair were perfectly fine but turned out to have a small tear in the seam, so I took them back and got the EXACT SAME JEANS in the EXACT SAME SIZE without trying them on, and they were about two sizes too small. Bizarre Banana Republic clothing...)

Still reading the same book, so no change there.

Anecdote: Ah, my first night completely alone. No babysitters, no plans. Well, I had plans, but they disintegrated. Travis has been good about keeping close tabs on me for a few days, so it was his turn for a night off. There was talk of a line-reading/Garden State session, but it kind of went to pieces as these things tend to do. So I went to sleep at 8:15. That's right. I was in bed, face washed and teeth brushed, at 8:15. I just couldn't really think of anything better to do. I hope that doesn't signal the start of a new and horrifically boring life.

Here's the surprising thing - I'm learning that some of these people are way different than I expected them to be. I've always known that you learn a lot about people in times of crisis (particularly crises in your life that have nothing to do with them), but I'm still being surprised. To the person who has been making sure everything's okay for the past three days: thank you, a thousand times. To the person who took the time to clarify and sympathize: thank you. To the person who TOTALLY shrugged it off and continued talking about himself: what the hell was that???

I'm anxious for rehearsals to start up again - we need them badly.