Woke up at 9:00. Yikes.
Groggy and wobbly. The Dregs show was a goner by then, so instead I went to the BLB for Adrienne's 20.40.60 show.
And lo, it was good.
I got some food to see if I could get my energy back up to something approaching normal, but 'twas not to be. The show was excellent-- I'm not much of a dance maven, but the performances were kind of inspiring, and knowing my thing about dancers... well, it was good.
And I feel like such a piker.
It's been a long time since I've done any performing. Or really anything of a creative bent (aside from CONvergence), and I'm falling into that abyss of has-been-ness.
And I'm still riding the sick pony, which isn't helping. Something needs to change. I need to change.