80 FUCKING DEGREES AND IT IS THE MIDDLE OF NOVEMBER
Hello all yep you heard me the high today is 80 degrees. It is another hot and humid morning for good 'ol San Antonio, Texas. I love being home because there are soo many more things to do and explore here, but the weather is one of the things I have to deal with. Many people would kill for this. The humidity isn't really that bad but I just don't like it.
I ask myself is it really the weather that I am bitching about or just the fact that I am not with my friends. I have had soo much fun connecting with some of my old friends but find myself at times thinking. Damn I wish Ian was here he would love that or Damnit where is Wes that would be fucking hilarious or I find myself thinking of all my other buddies steathal, the theatre folk and you know who you are, I find myself laughing whenever I hear some form of republican rhetoric, whether I believe it or not, becuase I find myself asking Damn, would Mr. Andersen piss on that also? LOL. My Greeks I know would love the SA because of all the establishments and all the night life we could share down here, and even with all this and being home and getting home cooked meals. I find myself thinking of grey and cold Gorham, Maine. I think I may be mental, LOL.
This week has not been very eventful. I have been working for an insurance company by day and helping out at the San Pedro Playhouse by night. It was too late for me to audition, but I am helping behind the scenes for the production of Meet me in St.Louis. I have also been looking for a night time job. I have a cousin whom is very IN on the night life scene so I believe she will be able to get me in. She was mentioning a nightclub named "acenar" it is a ritzy little place on the river. It is absolutely beautiful. The moon shone on the water and accentuated every last ripple made it look like rippling glass that just hypnotized you.
I would like to take a moment and pay some respects to some outstanding and great individuals that are no longer with us on this earth but will always be with me in my heart and thoughts:
R.I.P Eddie Guerrero
R.I.P Mrs. Bouchard
may the angels be your guides!!!!!!
I ask myself is it really the weather that I am bitching about or just the fact that I am not with my friends. I have had soo much fun connecting with some of my old friends but find myself at times thinking. Damn I wish Ian was here he would love that or Damnit where is Wes that would be fucking hilarious or I find myself thinking of all my other buddies steathal, the theatre folk and you know who you are, I find myself laughing whenever I hear some form of republican rhetoric, whether I believe it or not, becuase I find myself asking Damn, would Mr. Andersen piss on that also? LOL. My Greeks I know would love the SA because of all the establishments and all the night life we could share down here, and even with all this and being home and getting home cooked meals. I find myself thinking of grey and cold Gorham, Maine. I think I may be mental, LOL.
This week has not been very eventful. I have been working for an insurance company by day and helping out at the San Pedro Playhouse by night. It was too late for me to audition, but I am helping behind the scenes for the production of Meet me in St.Louis. I have also been looking for a night time job. I have a cousin whom is very IN on the night life scene so I believe she will be able to get me in. She was mentioning a nightclub named "acenar" it is a ritzy little place on the river. It is absolutely beautiful. The moon shone on the water and accentuated every last ripple made it look like rippling glass that just hypnotized you.
I would like to take a moment and pay some respects to some outstanding and great individuals that are no longer with us on this earth but will always be with me in my heart and thoughts:
R.I.P Eddie Guerrero
R.I.P Mrs. Bouchard
may the angels be your guides!!!!!!