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Once again it's sad that sleeping in after the day I had yesterday equates to getting up at 9:15. Pathetic. Here we go:

Woke up around 2 something EST. Got ready and left the hotel at 4. Was at the airport by 4:30 and was first in line at security which didn't open until 5. The first annoyance of the day happened shortly thereafter. Empty waiting area. No one else there until this Indian guy comes and sits right next to me. Seriously? There isn't even a plug or anything near where I am sitting. He then proceeds to try and watch my screen. WTF? I ended up getting frustrated, packing my shit and standing. Get to Dallas and try to reach my car service. I know it's only 6am where you people are, but you're supposed to be 24 hours. Find my gate and I am 3rd on the upgrade list. There's hope. 20 minutes later I have fallen to 4th. There goes any chance I had. In the end #s 1 and 2 get their upgrade and I am stuck sitting next to an aging hippie who smells like death and patchouli for 4 hours. Land and there's no message from car service. Fuck. Stuck taking a taxi. The taxi driver gives me attitude because I am making him go into suburbia. Dickhead it's a $40 fare. Take it or shut up.

Get home finally around 2. Haven't sleep, been up already for 14 hours. Start unpacking and doing stuff. Still can't sleep. B has my car because hers wouldn't start in the morning. I go outside and start it and the motorcycle with no problem. Whatever. She gets home around 5:20. We then have to haul ass out to Target and Babies R Us because we have a baby shower to go today and she didn't get anything during the week. I am also starving. Haven't eaten since dinner Friday. I wasn't hungry in the morning, didn't have enough time in Dallas, and didn't get fed on the place. By the time I got home I figured I would just wait for her.

We run our errands, have dinner at Red Robin, and get back home around 8. Now we have to get ready for the show.

We get into the city around 10 and our director who apparently had a shitty day herself yells at all of us right before being let in. We all go into the theater in a shit mood which causes three more fights between people including B and one of the other tech people. It was so bad I sent our director outside to talk to her because she was two steps away from calling a cab home. She wouldn't have enjoyed that. Trust me. See above.

We have an awful night at the show because of everything. We get home around 3 and we need laundry done still but there is no fucking way I am staying up. She should have done it while I was gone. Not my fault. We are leaving here in a little while for this baby shower. Let's hope that's enjoyable at least.