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This whole selling beverage tickets thing at work is much more interesting than ushering, I tell you. At least I have things to do and responsibilities and I don’t have to deal with the complainers and such. And hey, 12-year-old boys flirt with me, which is just incredibly amusing because they’re trying so hard to be cool. Entertainment all around.

Developed a tension headache half-way through the second show today. I hate these things. They tire me out.

I’m considering posting the answers to my 20 songs thing. Only two people replied to it, but hey.