Fuck YEAH! Now that's what I'm talking about! The Monologues is a HUGE success! I'm talking BIG! Even the Trustees that come are overwhelmed and ecstatic. PUSSIES UNITE! Last night, the audience was ROLLING with laughter at my monologue. Almost everyone who came up to talk to me after it was over told me that it was the best part of the night. One man who had seen the professional traveling group perform it in St. Louis, said that I definitely ranked up there with the professional actress who did it - that I was talented. I kept telling everyone that after all of that, everyone in the audience should know how to "fake it." Chris Baber said that I made him squirm in his seat. One guy said that he had to go to the bathroom when it was over ... uuuuuuuhhhhhh hhhhhhhuuuuuuhhhhh. Thursday, Mom came with a group of friends to opening night. She said she hadn't laughed that hard in a long time. Said she laughed so hard that she had tears streaming down her cheeks. I just want to say that she and Joy are evil, evil women - I love them ... But they're EVIL! Know why? Opening night, I had forgotten which night my mom said she was coming with her friends, and I didn't know if Dad was coming anyway. Turns out that she and Joy conspired behind my back into making my Dad come. I wanted Dad to come, don't get me wrong, I just wasn't expecting him to - wasn't sure it was something he'd want to come to. Joy was to keep me from peeking out into the auditorium to see how many were there - and thereby seeing my father ... and Mom was not to tell me ANYTHING. It was all kept in secret. Once it was over, Sarah Hinton was talking to me after I got offstage and she said she could hear my Dad gasping. I was like "My Dad was here?! You lie! YOU LIE!" But no. Here comes my Dad, walking down to me. I was like "Oh my God." Got so fucking red. I couldn't even talk, just buried my face in his chest out of sheer EMBARRASSMENT. Mom said she couldn't tell which one of us was more embarrassed. Talked with Dad this morning, finally, he said he wanted to go because he'd never missed one ... and because, if it was something everyone was going to be talking about next week, and it was about his daughter, best know damn well that he better be there. I'm glad he came, though. I got tulips from him. Happy V-Day to Spiffy! I got Mal's shirt. Need to send it and her cowbear beanie before her birthday so she can get it in time. Malness is turning 21! Booyah. Just wish I could be there with her to celebrate. Ah, well. Hope she has a good time and enjoys her gifts. I wish she could come to the Monologues. Yes yes! Vagina Monologues, people! Come see! There's a certain someone I'd love to come see it - but tonight is the last night and he's ... awfully far away. I doubt he'd even be able to make it - but a girl can hope, can't she? Had another dream about Nathan Carter by the way. I don't remember what it was about. It was around 11:00 AM on Wednesday, though. I was taking a break from the whole outline-writing thing. Kind of just collapsed on my bed and zonked out. Well, I kept going in and out. I don't think I ever really reached sleep, though - just that moment between wake and sleep ... that moment right before you fall asleep ... where you can wake yourself up. But all I can really remember during all of that choppiness was Nathan, with his ever-so-changing-color-hair - blondish again, I guess. Not really sure. But he was wearing dark clothing - long sleeves - and sitting in a chair along with some other people. They were discussing something. Important, I guess. He seemed to have this ... look on his face of pure ... I don't know. Looked frustrated or annoyed mixed with interested and perplexed. I can't really describe it. Didn't look happy or smiling though, but he did seem both focused and distracted ... and also a kidn of "what the fuck?" kind of vibe. Other than that, and me having no recollection of a single window in the room, that's all I remember from those phasing dreams. Anywho, that being said, I'm off to take a nap and reserve my strength for the show tonight. It's closing night ... come out and PLAY! Show starts at 8:00 PM CT - don't miss it! Love you all! Yes, I'm feeling mighty good. Oh yeah ... and Happy Fucking Valentine's Day ... Vagina MOTHERFUCKERS!