I would give you all the blow-by-blow, but I'm too worn out to even do that. Basically, it involved:
- falling down in the middle of a busy street (downtown), ripping the knee of my favorite pair of leggings and breaking one of my favorite bracelets
- getting so nauseous from the fall that I vomited on a city bus (I have really, really low blood pressure)
- hearing that the vomiting incident was later ON THE RADIO (it turned out there was some DJ on the bus when it happened)
- having the rest of the night be a hellishly stressful 8-hour-long tech/dress rehearsal, where everything got changed around at the last minute, everyone snapped on everyone else, and the show still isn't really ready to open tomorrow
And now I have about 3-4 hours of work ahead of me to get ready for the show tomorrow, and it's already almost midnight, and I have to be up at 6 AM tomorrow to be at the theater in time to run through some of the new lighting cues.
...oy vey, someone kill me now.