New Policy:
If your name starts with the letter F and you enjoy coming to my house at three in the morning and pounding on my door until I wake up, you are hereby forbidden from any and all involvement in any theatre festival I happen to be responsible for. Also, I may or may not hate you. Every fibre of my being may or may not be involved in this hatred. I also refuse to explain why I am mad at you because it should be self-explanatory.
whaaaaaaat?
Oh, god, don’t even ask. Suffice it to say that my roomate has some rather annoying friends. I’ll give you the full report sometime.