Work wasn't too bad today.

We finally got our new stu­dent, Darin [last name omit­ted for secu­rity rea­sons]. Hmm… all I can really say is that things aren't gonna be so easy in our pro­gram now. Darin is gonna be a handful.

Nina and I made up about what hap­pened on Fri­day. We talked about it, and we accepted that we had both been on edge. So all things are clear on that front now.…

Dri­ving the new car to work today was really nice. I love the way it dri­ves! The stereo sounds good, too.…

Megan and I talked at lunch, as usual. And we got into a tiff because I made her feel bad about not call­ing me yes­ter­day. We calmed down, though, and talked through it.

She went with me again to rehearsal, and we had a good time. Tonight was the first time that the cast was sup­posed to be off-book (mean­ing hav­ing lines mem­o­rized). God, it was awful! But it was the first night, so we all had a good laugh with it. Oh my god, I saw the cos­tume that, as the pizza deliv­ery boy, I'm going to wear. What an atro­cious shirt. But whadda you expect, being the 70s. Oh well… Damn, it's funny!

I took Megan home after rehearsal, and while there, I was show­ing her how to post entries in Megan's Cor­ner. Her dad came down and mut­tered some­thing about not approv­ing, then went back upstairs. I felt really bad about get­ting her in trou­ble, but she told me not to worry about.

All things con­sid­ered, not a bad day, for a Mon­day, after all.…