So I decided to reserve a room for tomorrow night up in LA since Wednesday I'll have to be there again (again at 8:30) and I don't know when we'll wrap on Tuesday.  And what did Priceline book me in?  The Radisson.  Yeah, the one that bumped me at 11:30 at night last time.  Sigh.  I'm an idiot.

So acting's cool and all.  But what's completely anxiety-inducing:  picking my own hair/makeup/wardrobe.  I have NO FASHION SENSE AND NO CLOTHES.  I need help.  Remedial fashion.  Argh!

I'm going to go to bed.  Or rather, I'm going to try to go to bed, but really I'm just going to run around grabbing more accessories and hair things and makeup and toiletries....