flashback to senior year

So. In Michael (director) and Katie's book, Ms. Bell has a pixie cut.  Meaning?  The un-attractive, grown out bob thing going on had to go.  So Jinay (stage manager) made a hair appointment for me and three other girls in the cast for wednesday night at 7 after our rehearsal.  Soooo Courtney, Justine, Melissa, me, Jinay, and Arthur (tour manager) roll in just around that time to Salon She, a salon owned and run by Christian.  If I continue telling every detailed account of this story, you will be reading this post for the next seven hours...since that's how long it took for us to get out of there.  That's right, do the addition...seven hours. 7. For four girls.  Long story short? Take out + 3 bottles of wine + 36 pack of pabst blue ribbon + one hair cutter and three trainees + hair color + scalp massages = 4 incredibly pleased but exhausted and over the situation cast members of Fame. At two in the morning.
But.
I have never had a better haircut in my life and it was free so, thank you Christian!
Today was rough, rehearsal wise.  Everyone is at the point in the process where we are all pretty exhausted.  People are getting sick, myself included, and I think we're all just ready to get over to China.
Speaking of sick, I bought the nasal shoot thing tonight, that's kinda like a netti pot with more power.  I used it and it was the most uncomfortable experience ever.  I thought my nasal cavity was going to explode.  It basically is a squeegy bottle with saline solution in it that you flush up your nose so that it shoots the water out of your other nostril and mouth.  It really gross, but my nose feels a little better so I guess it works?
ANyway...I'm trying to figure out how to post pictures on this thing so I can put up a picture of my hair, but they outlook is pretty bleak as of now.  Maybe tomorrow? Sounds good. Night!