I'm cold and I'm tired and I'm going out. Rehersals. It'll all be over in a coupla weeks. And then I'll go back to my carefree existence, running with the buffalo and what-have-you. But now I'm about to go out. I suppose I need to reherse. We need to iron out the bugs in the performance. It pisses me off that we have to stand around for half an hour before anything happens. I'm not there to jerk around. I can do that in the safety and warmth of my own home, thankyou muchly.