"Honey, if we didn't act like this, I couldn't stand to be in this office."

Last night I dreamed that everyone (as in, I don't remember who was there) got together to hold a production meeting as to the state of my life. How to solve a problem like Hannah, if you will. I think I need to stop dwelling on general life issues before I fall asleep, or cut back some sugar or something.

Seriously, I was working on all sorts of posts before my life became all about pre-production paperwork, leasing paperwork, reworking the bus schedule to make it to my rehearsals in a different building, and trying to get music off Merv so he isn't as slow. You'd think at least some of those things would be conduitive to drafting, but you'd be mostly wrong. Sorry.