Sleepy
Tech week blows. It's not even real tech week... this week is the week they're teching the flying choreography and such with all the hoists, harnessess and other such stuff. Next week is real tech week.
I'll probably describe this week in more detail later, but I'm on day 13 of 14 days working in a row, and most of the past 5 days were 12 hours or more. I also have to work tomorrow, then I might get Sunday, depending, then I get to work all next week as well.
Tech blows.
Also, my roommate told me yesterday that she's moving out tomorrow. I guess I'm getting my wish of living alone. LOL. I don't think she's even told our landlady. I'm not mentioning it until she comes to pick up the rent check on Monday.
And I drempt last night that the 10th Doctor was accidentally merged with my body somehow, so I started wearing his suit (!) and managed to save a bunch of people from certain death. After I saved them, the power of my goodwill was enough to release the Doctor from inside my conciousness. As thanks for being a good person while he was trapped inside my brain, he leaned over and kissed me. My evil cock-blocking subconscious finally allowed me a kiss, with David Tennant no less. It was so vivid, I even remember the softness of his lips upon my own.
Then he got in the Tardis and disappeared, leaving me on the sidewalk with an exciting adventure that no one would ever believe, al la Sally Sparrow... but oh well. I got a kiss. Sometimes I do actually like my dreams.
In other news, stolen from insaneboingo.
List 20 things that you are, starting with "I am a ...".
Do not leave out the "a" or "an" in your statements.
I am an owner of two cats.
I am a wearer of popular culture shirts.
I am a gamer.
I am an Anglophile.
I am a trumpet player.
I am a fanfiction writer.
I am a spankophile.
I am a person who is open to sexual expression.
I am a dreamer.
I am a history buff.
I am an obsessive fanatic personality.
I am a Whovian.
I am a Trekker.
I am a Browncoat.
I am a Jedi (and sometimes a Sith.)
I am an idealist.
I am an avid reader.
I am a blanket whore.
I am a hugger.
I am a person who doesn't like to subscribe to labels.
I'll probably describe this week in more detail later, but I'm on day 13 of 14 days working in a row, and most of the past 5 days were 12 hours or more. I also have to work tomorrow, then I might get Sunday, depending, then I get to work all next week as well.
Tech blows.
Also, my roommate told me yesterday that she's moving out tomorrow. I guess I'm getting my wish of living alone. LOL. I don't think she's even told our landlady. I'm not mentioning it until she comes to pick up the rent check on Monday.
And I drempt last night that the 10th Doctor was accidentally merged with my body somehow, so I started wearing his suit (!) and managed to save a bunch of people from certain death. After I saved them, the power of my goodwill was enough to release the Doctor from inside my conciousness. As thanks for being a good person while he was trapped inside my brain, he leaned over and kissed me. My evil cock-blocking subconscious finally allowed me a kiss, with David Tennant no less. It was so vivid, I even remember the softness of his lips upon my own.
Then he got in the Tardis and disappeared, leaving me on the sidewalk with an exciting adventure that no one would ever believe, al la Sally Sparrow... but oh well. I got a kiss. Sometimes I do actually like my dreams.
In other news, stolen from insaneboingo.
List 20 things that you are, starting with "I am a ...".
Do not leave out the "a" or "an" in your statements.
I am an owner of two cats.
I am a wearer of popular culture shirts.
I am a gamer.
I am an Anglophile.
I am a trumpet player.
I am a fanfiction writer.
I am a spankophile.
I am a person who is open to sexual expression.
I am a dreamer.
I am a history buff.
I am an obsessive fanatic personality.
I am a Whovian.
I am a Trekker.
I am a Browncoat.
I am a Jedi (and sometimes a Sith.)
I am an idealist.
I am an avid reader.
I am a blanket whore.
I am a hugger.
I am a person who doesn't like to subscribe to labels.