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So if anyone's wondering, I'm not dead or anything. Just something happened that kind of knocked me on my ass, and LJ hasn't been my first priority lately.
I'm mostly back to normal now, but uh. Yeah.
First off, y'all in the Portland area are seeing Bare at the Tin Pan Alley Theatre. I'm not sure if you knew this, but it's fact, and as such I think it's fair to remind you. You're seeing it. Hurry up now.
(You're not, however, obliged to see BHS's of How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. Don't even bother. (No offense meant to people I know/who were involved in the production.) It's just not great.)
Second off, I'm going to kill my dog. Kill him. I don't think I can express how much I hate Harvey. He does nothing but piss and shit on everything. I kid you not. I have no warm, loving memories of this dog to offset the crazy things he does, only ones of me yelling at him to STOP PISSING ON THE FLOOR FOR GOD'S SAKE I'M RIGHT HERE (and, occasionally, him falling down randomly, menacing the other dogs, slobbering on everything, and barking in the middle of the night). I. HATE. HARVEY.
Thirdly, the rainbow cupcakes came out amazing, and I had meat for the first time in a long while last night. (My sister had sushi and left half a piece that was, I don't know, too squishy or something. Oh my god it was probably the best thing I've ever eaten. I miss meat and dairy and eggs. So much. BEING VEGAN IS HARD. YOU SHOULD ALL DO IT ANYWAY. FUCKERS.) In other food-related news, our GSA (to whose retreat came just over a dozen people) has an extreme excess of food, so next meeting is going to be a leftovers-party-with-maybe-like-a-movie-or-something. Come one, come all.
Third-and-a-half-ly, why oh why did I ever leave my math project until the day before it's due. Brb seppuku in a secluded forest.
I'm mostly back to normal now, but uh. Yeah.
First off, y'all in the Portland area are seeing Bare at the Tin Pan Alley Theatre. I'm not sure if you knew this, but it's fact, and as such I think it's fair to remind you. You're seeing it. Hurry up now.
(You're not, however, obliged to see BHS's of How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. Don't even bother. (No offense meant to people I know/who were involved in the production.) It's just not great.)
Second off, I'm going to kill my dog. Kill him. I don't think I can express how much I hate Harvey. He does nothing but piss and shit on everything. I kid you not. I have no warm, loving memories of this dog to offset the crazy things he does, only ones of me yelling at him to STOP PISSING ON THE FLOOR FOR GOD'S SAKE I'M RIGHT HERE (and, occasionally, him falling down randomly, menacing the other dogs, slobbering on everything, and barking in the middle of the night). I. HATE. HARVEY.
Thirdly, the rainbow cupcakes came out amazing, and I had meat for the first time in a long while last night. (My sister had sushi and left half a piece that was, I don't know, too squishy or something. Oh my god it was probably the best thing I've ever eaten. I miss meat and dairy and eggs. So much. BEING VEGAN IS HARD. YOU SHOULD ALL DO IT ANYWAY. FUCKERS.) In other food-related news, our GSA (to whose retreat came just over a dozen people) has an extreme excess of food, so next meeting is going to be a leftovers-party-with-maybe-like-a-movie-or-something. Come one, come all.
Third-and-a-half-ly, why oh why did I ever leave my math project until the day before it's due. Brb seppuku in a secluded forest.