Pet Peeve #36: When people, while typing, draw out a word using silent letters ( Read more... )

People always feel the need to make every little thing so complicated.

Also, if I don't find a good summer job, I will weep copious tears. Just so you know.

The weather ought to stop playing games and just warm up already.

Today I did yoga and cooked dinner and practiced all my studio pieces. I also crooned "Truth and Bone" to myself endlessly in the bathroom. If I ever were to sing a song at one of those smokey-roomed open mic nights, I think I'd like to sing "Truth and Bone." It'd be terrible, but quite passionate. I did not wash my hair (though I did shower) and ( Read more... )

I really, really want to shower. But class is in fifteen minutes, then rehearsal, then a meeting, and probably I won't be home until near eleven, which means by the time I shower and collapse into bed I'll be looking at about seven hours of sleep, which will not be enough for two back-to-back-shows with an 8:00am call time.

Ugh. Shower. Ugh.

Haven't slept yet. Doesn't look like I will soon. Work from 3pm-11pm.

Grr grr grr.

Dear Ohio Stage Legislature,

You probably think $240 a year isn't enough to matter. Well, for some of us it is.

Thanks a whole bunch, guys. You're just swell.

Sincerely,
Losing Financial Aid Like a Tree's Leaves in October

Garden District is closed, and I'd love to write some meaningful reflections, but at the moment I'm too buried in anguish to bother.

I am really, really sick of the records office screwing me over. I need to take the directing classes next year (as in need to, as in it's technically not required to take it next year but I will be a complete fool ( Read more... )

OH FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE. It's the episode where Hawkeye gets and eyeful of exploding stove and is blind for the episode. I am so going to bed ( Read more... )