[tos]sed neck

Last night I went with Bear, Melanie, Jaime, and Dave to see [title of show]’s second preview performance on Broadway. 

Lovely.  So, so lovely.  If you are able, I urge you to go.  It warmed my heart all over again.

Susan Blackwell, be my friend.  Please.

I pulled a muscle in my neck somehow — no, Dave, I was not furiously giving blowjobs — and was having trouble turning to my left over the weekend, so apologies, Melanie, for not turning to smile at you more often during the show.  I was thinking of you.