"The wind was a torrent of darkness. . .
among the ghastly trees. The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas."
It's a gorgeous night out. I wish I could take a walk, but I have too much else to do. Darn! Oh, well. There will be other nights.
The musical was pretty okay. It'll get better with time. I hope you guys can come see it!
All my fellow cast members are off at Neihardt getting stoned and drunk and God knows what else. . . is it bad I wish I could go, too? Ugh! I wish I didn't have my best interest in mind! I miss alcohol so much sometimes. But I keep hearing this voice in the back of my head (that sounds a lot like Jesse) going, "You know what you should do. Don't let me down." So, while they're all there, I'm here.
So much for my wild college days.
I just can't put myself in situations like that, you know? I have so much that I've tried so hard to bury that might come up in the event I wasn't sober. Then there's the plain fact that I don't want to be the way I was in junior high anymore. I want to be more responsible and rememeber half the things I do.
Grr!
I'm going to bed. This day should've been over long ago. I suddenly want a very dry martini. Or a very sharp knife. There's are places that won't show onstage.
It's a gorgeous night out. I wish I could take a walk, but I have too much else to do. Darn! Oh, well. There will be other nights.
The musical was pretty okay. It'll get better with time. I hope you guys can come see it!
All my fellow cast members are off at Neihardt getting stoned and drunk and God knows what else. . . is it bad I wish I could go, too? Ugh! I wish I didn't have my best interest in mind! I miss alcohol so much sometimes. But I keep hearing this voice in the back of my head (that sounds a lot like Jesse) going, "You know what you should do. Don't let me down." So, while they're all there, I'm here.
So much for my wild college days.
I just can't put myself in situations like that, you know? I have so much that I've tried so hard to bury that might come up in the event I wasn't sober. Then there's the plain fact that I don't want to be the way I was in junior high anymore. I want to be more responsible and rememeber half the things I do.
Grr!
I'm going to bed. This day should've been over long ago. I suddenly want a very dry martini. Or a very sharp knife. There's are places that won't show onstage.