Alright, so, I'll jump right in, I guess.
Yes, my first ever livejournal entry!
It's seems strange to me that anyone could possibly care about the detail of what goes on in my day-to-day life. Therein lies the appeal, I guess. That sort of delusion. Maybe it's just for your own use, and it just so happens other people can read it. Like a journal... except... live? At any rate, so begins my illustrious livejournal career! Here's to many more posts.
SO, Outsiders callbacks were today. Dude, that was rough. Yeah, definitely sucked it up. Oh well. It's just a play. I hope, if nothing else, I can be on tech, and think of myself as the spinal fluid or central nervous system of the play, and not like the eyes or mouth or arms and legs. But then again, while we're speaking hypothetically, I could end up being the appendix, or kidney. That is, an extra. Oh well. No small parts, only small egos.
In other news, Hunter S. Thompson, author, died yesterday. The guy gave us books like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and The Rum Diaries, was a counter-culture icon, shoots himself, and earns a brief segment in the nightly news. Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, I guess.
ANYWAY, in much more exciting news, Tonya Dees comes to Huntsville to grace us with her presence on Saturday! I can't wait! She's so awesome. Totally righteous. Love her to death. So c'mon! Hurry up, Tonya!
It's seems strange to me that anyone could possibly care about the detail of what goes on in my day-to-day life. Therein lies the appeal, I guess. That sort of delusion. Maybe it's just for your own use, and it just so happens other people can read it. Like a journal... except... live? At any rate, so begins my illustrious livejournal career! Here's to many more posts.
SO, Outsiders callbacks were today. Dude, that was rough. Yeah, definitely sucked it up. Oh well. It's just a play. I hope, if nothing else, I can be on tech, and think of myself as the spinal fluid or central nervous system of the play, and not like the eyes or mouth or arms and legs. But then again, while we're speaking hypothetically, I could end up being the appendix, or kidney. That is, an extra. Oh well. No small parts, only small egos.
In other news, Hunter S. Thompson, author, died yesterday. The guy gave us books like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and The Rum Diaries, was a counter-culture icon, shoots himself, and earns a brief segment in the nightly news. Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, I guess.
ANYWAY, in much more exciting news, Tonya Dees comes to Huntsville to grace us with her presence on Saturday! I can't wait! She's so awesome. Totally righteous. Love her to death. So c'mon! Hurry up, Tonya!