Evening all. Final tech went alright, nothing spectacular, but I didn't hear Sullivan errlacking, so it could have been much worse. So yeah, Sullivan my beloved was there tonight. He's so...Sullivan...all the Lillys kids couldn't get enough of him. We were in this big pack around him after rehearsal, hanging on every word and laughing like we used to. Man, good times...I wish we had a few years run with that show.

So Heather took Janine Chels and I to Ocean State after school and we picked out Thankyou cards for Duggan, Jared, Mrs E, and....yummm.....Kenny. Heather wanted to get a rather promiscuous card with two nearly unclothed people on front, that said You Fulfill All My Fantasies inside. Oh, and I suppose we'll have all the girls in the cast will signs their phone numbers in red lipstick, I said in responce. We ended up getting a blank card with plastic flamingos at a crosswalk. Go figure.

Heather gave me a ride home tonight...when we got out to the car there was a note under the windshield wiper...

"You will die tomorrow.
Have a good night.
Love, Death."

Cait's writing, naturally. As alarming as it was, its the kind of thing you expect from those two and it was exceedingly funny.

So Cait was telling me tongight how when I was doing the announcements this morning, everyone in her French class was like "who is that?" "Oh, thats Ashley P..." Cait said. "Ohhh...yeah...I should have known, it sounded British..."

God save the Queen

ash @ 9:48 PM