So, it has been a busy week. Between dance rehearsals, which went late every time teaching Rachell the waltz I had choreographed, and work, and talking to Lara and a few other people, and that pesky need for sleep, and all the driving, I had very little free time. I have much more free time this week, but life is still crazy. New things: I have tango shoes, and a cutaway tux coat. They're both awesome. Last week I had wednesday off, so I got shopping done and had sushi with Rachell, her daughter, and Chad. Thursday, I worked, then danced. Friday, I worked, then drove to Clear Lake to have the dress rehearsal...only to find that our building's water main had broken that afternoon and the building would be closed through monday, at least. I went to tango, then another place, and then The Palace with Rachell and some random Pakistani guy that liked Rachell. The Palace is a Columbian salsa club, so I was warned not to act weird in any way whatsoever, being as white as I am. We ended up being stranded there really late because someone stole Rachell's car key, because the keychain was a Columbian flag. She finally got the key back around 4:30am, without the keychain. [sighs] Saturday, I had work, then dancing (we performed outside Tommy's Seafood and Steak, with whom we had had a dinner special for the show. Most of the numbers were scrapped because they couldn't be performed on concrete, but we still had 5, and it was fun), then afterparty dinner, then long drive home with a stop at the after-afterparty at Susanna's house. Sunday I got to sleep in (yay!). I stayed up late finishing Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence, and slept in today, got a little cleaning done, talked to Drew and Lara, and then went to dancing. We're trying to perform on the original stage this coming Friday, and we expected to know today, but the university of clear lake people still don't know and promised us an answer tomorrow, so we just had a dance class. Most of us thought we would only be talking today, so we didn't bring dance clothes. I was doing ballet in some of my less-fluid khakis and a large buttonup [laughs]. Oh well. Three and a half weeks until I leave for Florida. I can't wait. But the time will fly, so back to cleaning and job hunting. Au revoir, blogger.