That's really considerate of them. Whenever my dad has a bad night, he distracts himself from the pain by writing up notes for his funeral service. They still haven't decided where to be buried, though--I'm hoping they'll choose the National Cemetery in Saratoga, but I'm afraid they'll decide on my hometown.

On a theatre note, I'm glad last night wasn't too painful and boring. It was really productive and I'm hoping tonight will show the fruits of our labors.