Snow? Really, Chicago?

So, it is lightly snowing. Jake mentioned on the phone last night that it was gonna snow today, I was kinda hoping he was wrong. Oh well, it seems to have ceased. I have painted my nails red, painted my nails red! Now let's just hope that I do not damage the lovely job that I've done. Oh damn, too late. Fucking keyboard. I've just showered and will depart in an hour and thirty minutes. Pre-show rehearsal for two hours and then off to the Spot to die on stage, mmm. And drinks afterward. At least my nails will be semi-pretty. And I won't have to cake on tons of make up, much as love doing that, because it's IMPROV MAN! And it's not like a grand theatre where people will be struggling to make out our faces. And then drinks afterward. Ugh, well I have to figure out my clothes situation which is a pity since I'll probably take my sweet ass time picking which bra looks best and least slutty and leave me precious little time to make my hair look decent, my face kind of takes care of itself these days so I thank you, face. Right heeere weeee gooo.