Composer and lyricist of the long musical are just leaving Park La Brea now. Which means they won't get here until three-thirty rather than three. Me no happy - me hungry, and me not get to eat now until five. I shall bitch-slap these people from here to eternity and hell and back. I'm not getting paid enough to have lateness. In fact, I'm not getting paid at all at this point in time. Damn them, damn them all to hell.