I had this eery feeling creep up behind my shoulders and onto the back of my hair driving down new boston tonight. And I could have seen my life flash before my eyes when I thought someone was in the back seat of my car.. and then I realized it was my big head in the rearview window. Rehearsing for Godspell five hours a day and getting home at ten every night hasn't been as much of an inconvenience toward my sleep pattern as I'd imagined it would be. Granted, I will bless the lord (no pun) when all this hoopla is finally over in -count it- THREE days. I can still feel the backed up phlegm in my throat from a recent cold. Now my voice cracks like a prepubescent boy everytime I try and get my harmonies right. I also don't have a legit costume. Hooray for being prepared the day before opening night. Oh well. Come and enjoy it, anyhow.