I am not Mormon...
Fucking Mark Buchanan. He can off the fuck! He called Don and tried asked why his new wife can't play his wife in the show. Don said, "I don't know, Mark, maybe because that is Angel's part and your wife could never learn the lines and blocking that Angel already knows."
Suck it Buchanan!.... Well, then Buchanan tried to make me feel uncomfortable by having her in the opening scene we were rehearsing with me. Asshole. I talked to Don and he said that she was only supposed to stand in for me for rehearsals that I was not going to be there for and that it wouldn't happen again. Stupid Cock Buchanon. Don said that she is only going to be there for two more rehearsals than me, so her even being a standin was pretty ridiculous. He said that I do not have to worry about her stealing my part because it is mine, I am a veteran, and I am the only person who knows exactly what she is doing in that part, to the point that I am only going to be there for two for four of the ten rehearsals and will still be perfection. Eat that, Buchanan.
Anyway, my dress from last year is more than a bit snug. I am such a lardass without P.E. Damn, hate to say this, but I really miss it. I need to lay off something...not sure what...to fit in this dress.
weekend... Man oh man this weekend hehehehe. I went out with Erin and her friend Dan. Dan was a cock, and we ended up making him ride home with someone else. The Barrels in Granite Shity are stupid and boring. We quickly left. We get this call from Stefoni. Nick is completely drunk and we need to come get him. So we did. He gave Stefoni kissies and grabbed my bum as I was reaching for something in the backseat. ooo. then we went to denny's and found out perhaps more than we wanted to know about mr. smith(nick). goodtimes. saw tommy. hadn't seen him in over a year. grilled him about things that had been brought to my attention through the grapevine. he denies them. whatever. he was a bit tipsy, and you know how annoyingly honest drunks are. he informed me, "you don't look anything like you used to," i replied with a what the fuck "thanks." and he goes, "no that isn't a bad thing." and i replied the same as before. he said "no it is a compliment" same reply. i mean what the fuck?? that is an insult on how i used to look. asshole. then he was all hitting on me. this is something that really pisses me off. my brother's friends would have never dated me before, but now all of a sudden i look nice (i suppose) and they all want to hit on me and shit. hell motherfucking no. pisses me off. then he kept telling nick to shut up and to be quiet and such every time he talked. to the point where nick was getting upset. so i told him if he did again i would punch him in the face. he apologized. so then a minute later he points at me and goes "she could kick my ass." and i said "and have on numerous occasions." yeah.
we did not make it to the mall because well people were tired. i stayed up, but everyone that is normal fell asleep. so anyway, then i went home in the afternoon with stefoni and erin driving me and sassing it up. and then i went to rehearsal.
erin's gramma gave me a sweater she accidentally shrank. it is so pretty.
<3
Kirch
Suck it Buchanan!.... Well, then Buchanan tried to make me feel uncomfortable by having her in the opening scene we were rehearsing with me. Asshole. I talked to Don and he said that she was only supposed to stand in for me for rehearsals that I was not going to be there for and that it wouldn't happen again. Stupid Cock Buchanon. Don said that she is only going to be there for two more rehearsals than me, so her even being a standin was pretty ridiculous. He said that I do not have to worry about her stealing my part because it is mine, I am a veteran, and I am the only person who knows exactly what she is doing in that part, to the point that I am only going to be there for two for four of the ten rehearsals and will still be perfection. Eat that, Buchanan.
Anyway, my dress from last year is more than a bit snug. I am such a lardass without P.E. Damn, hate to say this, but I really miss it. I need to lay off something...not sure what...to fit in this dress.
weekend... Man oh man this weekend hehehehe. I went out with Erin and her friend Dan. Dan was a cock, and we ended up making him ride home with someone else. The Barrels in Granite Shity are stupid and boring. We quickly left. We get this call from Stefoni. Nick is completely drunk and we need to come get him. So we did. He gave Stefoni kissies and grabbed my bum as I was reaching for something in the backseat. ooo. then we went to denny's and found out perhaps more than we wanted to know about mr. smith(nick). goodtimes. saw tommy. hadn't seen him in over a year. grilled him about things that had been brought to my attention through the grapevine. he denies them. whatever. he was a bit tipsy, and you know how annoyingly honest drunks are. he informed me, "you don't look anything like you used to," i replied with a what the fuck "thanks." and he goes, "no that isn't a bad thing." and i replied the same as before. he said "no it is a compliment" same reply. i mean what the fuck?? that is an insult on how i used to look. asshole. then he was all hitting on me. this is something that really pisses me off. my brother's friends would have never dated me before, but now all of a sudden i look nice (i suppose) and they all want to hit on me and shit. hell motherfucking no. pisses me off. then he kept telling nick to shut up and to be quiet and such every time he talked. to the point where nick was getting upset. so i told him if he did again i would punch him in the face. he apologized. so then a minute later he points at me and goes "she could kick my ass." and i said "and have on numerous occasions." yeah.
we did not make it to the mall because well people were tired. i stayed up, but everyone that is normal fell asleep. so anyway, then i went home in the afternoon with stefoni and erin driving me and sassing it up. and then i went to rehearsal.
erin's gramma gave me a sweater she accidentally shrank. it is so pretty.
<3
Kirch