father calls me a flibberty-gibbet
learning how to teach is a really interesting process. and...yeah, no. that's it. too distracted to essplain. but suffice to say - being a teacher automatically means you're a tree killer. so much bloody paperwork!
house is full of balloons because of prank yours truly pulled on Rachel. yours truly is awesome. as is Rachel. house looks like 24/7 party central. house is also awesome.
my Aunt Cathy is flying in tomorrow afternoon for a long weekend! so happy about that. this is the first time I've had more than one auntie at a time in +five years. of course, it's the first time Betsy's had time with her oldest sis in at least that long, and the first time Steve and Cathy have seen each other in six or seven years. so I can't be too greedy, but it's exciting for me too. so much happy family time this weekend.
oh wait - nine hour lighting call on Saturday. damn. and school on Monday. bah.
still. happiness.
AND!
woo! first cast party of the semester in four hours! at a bar downtown that has a dance floor! full of friends and horny theater people!
...why did I volunteer to be the driver? I guess I'm just a damn good friend.
edit: ended up not driving, which meant also ended up drinking. but not enough. because so far there are no typos in this edit. what I'm getting at is: I love cast parties. I actually had a lot of fun being silly with my friends and complete strangers. but now I'm worried Rachel's pissed at me, because she wouldn't talk to me on the way home. le sigh. I wish she'd be cool with my sporadic Alaskan drinking problem.
anyway. I had fun, and I looked hot. and that, my friends, is all that matters.
house is full of balloons because of prank yours truly pulled on Rachel. yours truly is awesome. as is Rachel. house looks like 24/7 party central. house is also awesome.
my Aunt Cathy is flying in tomorrow afternoon for a long weekend! so happy about that. this is the first time I've had more than one auntie at a time in +five years. of course, it's the first time Betsy's had time with her oldest sis in at least that long, and the first time Steve and Cathy have seen each other in six or seven years. so I can't be too greedy, but it's exciting for me too. so much happy family time this weekend.
oh wait - nine hour lighting call on Saturday. damn. and school on Monday. bah.
still. happiness.
AND!
woo! first cast party of the semester in four hours! at a bar downtown that has a dance floor! full of friends and horny theater people!
...why did I volunteer to be the driver? I guess I'm just a damn good friend.
edit: ended up not driving, which meant also ended up drinking. but not enough. because so far there are no typos in this edit. what I'm getting at is: I love cast parties. I actually had a lot of fun being silly with my friends and complete strangers. but now I'm worried Rachel's pissed at me, because she wouldn't talk to me on the way home. le sigh. I wish she'd be cool with my sporadic Alaskan drinking problem.
anyway. I had fun, and I looked hot. and that, my friends, is all that matters.