"AstroGlide, shit and vomit covered EVERYTHING."
Wow. Just read my first Tucker Max story. Whoo. What adventures.
Oh, and Happy Father's Day to all. Be sure to call/visit your father today and tell him how much he means to you. It will mean a lot to him even if he pretends to be a tough guy. That's my plan for today, anyway. I'm going to get high and let the extreme emotions of my PMS and my inebriated state articulate how much I love him.
Summer Music Theatre update: still fun and exhausting. There was a party at Drew and Sheridan's last night. It's pretty amazing that people who spend eleven hours out of their day together in a work environment, and are roommates actually want to spent time with each other outside of these settings. Not me. But I did get to see the folks I don't normally get to see as often like Drew, (Sheridan of course even though we do "work" together), Justin, Sharon, Paul, B-Lowe, and the in from out-of-town Rohde. Good times sittin out back drinking and smoking with lit tiki torches. Elliott even smoked last night. Interesting.
Speaking of...I have no clue what's going on, but I'm just going with the flow. Whatever. As Sharon says, "as long as you're getting a little somethin". So, go me?
Quickly losing steam and zest in my quest for a grad school. I just want them to call me and give me money. Oh, and fucking GRE-don't even get me started.
Not having cable has been really nice. Reagan and I have really had a chance to just sit around and talk and we're never lacking for conversation. It's really great. I'm so glad she's my roommate. I'm sure she'll be more appreciative of me once I start bleeding.
Oh, and Happy Father's Day to all. Be sure to call/visit your father today and tell him how much he means to you. It will mean a lot to him even if he pretends to be a tough guy. That's my plan for today, anyway. I'm going to get high and let the extreme emotions of my PMS and my inebriated state articulate how much I love him.
Summer Music Theatre update: still fun and exhausting. There was a party at Drew and Sheridan's last night. It's pretty amazing that people who spend eleven hours out of their day together in a work environment, and are roommates actually want to spent time with each other outside of these settings. Not me. But I did get to see the folks I don't normally get to see as often like Drew, (Sheridan of course even though we do "work" together), Justin, Sharon, Paul, B-Lowe, and the in from out-of-town Rohde. Good times sittin out back drinking and smoking with lit tiki torches. Elliott even smoked last night. Interesting.
Speaking of...I have no clue what's going on, but I'm just going with the flow. Whatever. As Sharon says, "as long as you're getting a little somethin". So, go me?
Quickly losing steam and zest in my quest for a grad school. I just want them to call me and give me money. Oh, and fucking GRE-don't even get me started.
Not having cable has been really nice. Reagan and I have really had a chance to just sit around and talk and we're never lacking for conversation. It's really great. I'm so glad she's my roommate. I'm sure she'll be more appreciative of me once I start bleeding.