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the thing i hate most about working in theatre:
that when i feel like my sinuses are going to explode and cover my earthly remains in sticky green mucusness i cannot, no matter how bad i feel, call in sick.
wanktardness!!!
also, there are 5 more shows to run (in three days) before my most beloved, and rare day off.
balzacness!!!
so, in short; i am a sick puppy with no car and no way of getting out of work. whine.
that when i feel like my sinuses are going to explode and cover my earthly remains in sticky green mucusness i cannot, no matter how bad i feel, call in sick.
wanktardness!!!
also, there are 5 more shows to run (in three days) before my most beloved, and rare day off.
balzacness!!!
so, in short; i am a sick puppy with no car and no way of getting out of work. whine.