...Shannon's bailed on me. She was supposed to drive me to school this morning for the acting workshops I'm supposed to be going to all this week. I called her from eight-thirty through nine-thirty, by which time it was too late to leave, because you can't get there late. And since the first day is prerequisite for the second day, I can't go to any of the others now, either. There's *still* no answer at her house. I don't know where she's gone, but I guess whatever it was was just more interesting than driving me.
Why I continue to be surprised by these things, I have no idea.