I have been running around like an insane person all day, making a play for broadway, I have had seven coffees, I have underwear in my purse, I am running through the rain with half straightened hair, I can’t find wireless, my computer is shoved with my airplane clothes for my 6 am flight home somewhere in the theater, possibly adjacent to Jay Pharoah and a tray of old sandwiches, and yet, still I must blog. I BLOG SO THAT I AM HERE. I’M HERE MOM, I AM HERE!

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