*flop*

Youngest sister—since I was taking off work today for my birthday anyway—invited me to her drama class production of Deathtrap. Very glad I went. That is an exceedingly twisty play. Exceedingly meta, too. She was sound tech—she told us after that she was doing a last check of the sound effects before the show and the first file for act two didn't open properly, so she was frantically re-downloading the file during act one.

Good birthday.

That said, though, seriously fuck the thing where it's okay for characters in a high school theatrical production to be overtly straight but not overtly gay or bi. Sister also told us the drama teacher insisted on taking that part out.