"The heart has its reasons, that reason knows nothing of." --Pascal

What a full week it's been! Lots has been going on, but I don't know that I've got it all figured out well enough to write it all. So I'll just write and see what ends up coming out.
It's been a great full week, but a lot of that fullness came from confusion. And joy. And some more confusion. I've been staying up until all hours of the morning thinking about all kinds of things. Which is especially convenient because I work a 6am to noon shift for the next three days. Anyway.
Some confusion was eliminated by a little experiment I did tonight. I don't feel like going into detail on a blog, so if you wanna know the whole story, talk to me. I had a guess as to how the experiment would turn out, and I was actually right. I guessed that things wouldn't go well, and they didn't, but to my surprise, instead of being disappointed I was more just annoyed. Stupid boys who are hard to understand.
Hm. I don't feel like writing more about that. It's too vague without names and details, and now is not the time nor the place.
Other adventures this weekend, I nearly knocked a tooth out on a chair during stake conference on Sunday. I don't know exactly how it happened, but it hurt a lot and it was in the middle of a talk. We had conference in the Hart gym, so we were sitting in the stadium seats, and while trying to sit back down after a little trip to the bathroom. Somehow in the process, I tripped and sort of slid down 3 rows of chairs on my stomach, stopping only because my face hit a chair. My gums were bleeding, and I got all bruised. It was pretty fun.
Also last night, Christian hosted a sort of informal Playmill dinner for everyone who's going to be up there this summer. I have this to say about that: A) Christian is a really good cook. B) I am ridiculously excited for Playmill. We ate, sat around, looked at pictures from past summers, asked questions about working up there, and listened to dozens of great stories of adventures there. There were some really great ones, including the time Jon Peter fell through the ceiling during "Joseph," the time Ryan forgot his knife as Jud during the knife fight at the climax of "Oklahoma!," the wolf that almost came into the back door of the theatre, the time Christian was so in character that he accidentally swore onstage during "The Foreigner," and the time Chalise accidentally found herself onstage carrying a fire extinguisher during "Secret Garden." Things like that are bound to happen when you're doing 130 shows in one summer.
I don't think I have much more to say, actually. Kudos to all for being great people!