when i refused to sit in the back

Oh! Things I forgot to mention.

One of the jackets they were using in the play last night started to rip in the first act. It just kept getting bigger and bigger, straight down the back. They pinned it for the second act, and sent it home with us to repair it for today’s performance. I’ve been wearing it all morning. It’s a Coachman’s jacket. Hehe.

Also, I got to the play last night, and lo and behold my assigned seat was in the back, in a metal folding chair. I was like, wat no. I’m a donating patron. I have a soft comfy chair up front with a metal plaque on the back with my name on it. Especially after staying up all night to finish the poster! Catherine went and found me one of those big, cushy, rolling computer chairs, sat it in the front row next to my parents, and that’s where I sat. (what had happened was Ash’s parents came and my parents hadn’t let them know in advance, so they had given Ash’s parents my seat. oh well it all worked out)

So, yeah. Everybody kept telling me just to sit in the back and I could sit in my regular chair when I came today… but noooo! I refuse! I want MY chair!

anyway.