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I've come to decide that Imagine is an energy vampire. I'm not fully sure if it's the building, the people, or just the general energy the two combined generate, but it is vampiric. I can tell, because I wanted nothing more than to spend all day yesterday there, but I got home feeling drained, stupid, and ready to swallow a full-minus-three-pills bottle of vicodin. The irony of this? I'm going over there tomorrow to help clean up the costume/green room (affectionately dubbed the "Pain Cave"). I guess despite the place's vampiric tendencies, there's always that feeling that if I put forth positive energy into and otherwise negative space, it will balance things out. One can hope. I don't think it'll be as bad though, because Brian O. is directing these next two weekend's shows, so (in theory) Paul won't be there, which will make me feel less depressed and worthless.
I listened to all of The Cruxshadows "Mystery of the Whisper" today. Good stuff. I still like Belle & Sebastian better of the new groups I've been introduced to over the last couple months though. (Yeah, I know, there's really no comparison between those two.) I also listened through Emilie Autumn's "On a Day..." today, which was lovely. I'm such a sucker for stringed instruments of the violin/cello/viola family, which I cannot remember the specific sub-clasification of if there is one. I'm musical, but mostly only vocally. I should hone my piano skills better.
I need to get more TicTacs. Atomic Fireballs are just not the same.
I've just discovered that my Dad has an orange pen on his desk which matches the green, blue, and purple ones I stole from him ages ago before I discovered the Pens of Much Happiness (which are Rollerball Uniball .07s, or something like that. They're a kind of white-gold color.)
I think that I would like to go into psychoanalysis and/or behavioral profiling when I grow up, except that that means medical courses, which means science and math, which are not so fun for me. Maybe if I have a good experience in chemistry at the junior college, I will have fewer mental blocks about maths and sciences and can go back to considering forensics, which would probably make more money than acting, and still leave me somew time to work on writing. This is a possibility.
EDIT: Yes, it's true. I have a tag specifically for entries about my favorite pens. And I use it. *sigh* Off to tap.
I listened to all of The Cruxshadows "Mystery of the Whisper" today. Good stuff. I still like Belle & Sebastian better of the new groups I've been introduced to over the last couple months though. (Yeah, I know, there's really no comparison between those two.) I also listened through Emilie Autumn's "On a Day..." today, which was lovely. I'm such a sucker for stringed instruments of the violin/cello/viola family, which I cannot remember the specific sub-clasification of if there is one. I'm musical, but mostly only vocally. I should hone my piano skills better.
I need to get more TicTacs. Atomic Fireballs are just not the same.
I've just discovered that my Dad has an orange pen on his desk which matches the green, blue, and purple ones I stole from him ages ago before I discovered the Pens of Much Happiness (which are Rollerball Uniball .07s, or something like that. They're a kind of white-gold color.)
I think that I would like to go into psychoanalysis and/or behavioral profiling when I grow up, except that that means medical courses, which means science and math, which are not so fun for me. Maybe if I have a good experience in chemistry at the junior college, I will have fewer mental blocks about maths and sciences and can go back to considering forensics, which would probably make more money than acting, and still leave me somew time to work on writing. This is a possibility.
EDIT: Yes, it's true. I have a tag specifically for entries about my favorite pens. And I use it. *sigh* Off to tap.