Fuuuck
Ugh. So, my sister and her boyfriend are visiting this weekend, which is cool and I'm excited about. They really wanted to go to Chopstix, which I thought was going to happen tomorrow night after they went to the Matchbox 20 concert. But no -- I just found out that they want to go tonight, like at 11pm. AUGH! Seriously? I've been up since 5am, worked an extra long day for my final audition day, and am now in cozy pajamas doing laundry and cleaning. This is NOT a good day for Chopstix. And while Kristi is all like, "you don't have to come (but our friends (what friends??) are going to go get a table for us)," I know she wants me to come because she always thinks I'm being anti-social AND if I don't go she'll probably still be loud and crazy and potentially drunk when she comes home later and she'll wake me up and I'll have to make a bed for whoever is sleeping on my couch and UGH.
I am really turning into an old person. But seriously -- when I wake up at 5am, I don't relish the idea of going to a bar 18 hours later.
Well, I'll probably end up going, so I should just get over it already. But this puts a damper on the relief I was feeling that auditions are finally fucking over.
I am really turning into an old person. But seriously -- when I wake up at 5am, I don't relish the idea of going to a bar 18 hours later.
Well, I'll probably end up going, so I should just get over it already. But this puts a damper on the relief I was feeling that auditions are finally fucking over.