Yes, as my title proves true, it is indeed hug a ginger day. So find some carrot tops and give ‘em a squeeze. In other news, like every Friday night for the last ten weeks, I’ve been home alone. I almost went to the cast party for Guys and Dolls at TGIFriday’s, but I got a lot of mixed reactions when I said I wanted to go, so I’m here instead, lamenting over the interweb. Some are out at parties, some are out at fucking BURGER King, and I’m here. Blogging. On an entirely random note, you know what I don’t get? PENGUINS. They always just seem to go “squawkitty squawk squawk,” but really, there’s a meaning behind what seems to be just idle chirping. That’s how it is with me. Most people don’t really read into what I say, but there’s a ton of meaning behind just a few words. You can just tell what they are by the way I say it. Well, I’m kind of bored and I’m really tired, so off to bed I go. Adios, internet people!