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Word. So last night was the final performance of Incorruptible, it went as well as all the other shows. Then there was the cast party afterwards. The crew was invited, and three of us went together because we're all freshies and didn't want to feel out of place. The girl whose house it was in lives in one of the townhouses, and ohmygod, I freakin want a townhouse. They're a-freakin-dorable. And bigger than I thought. So yeah, totally want one.
The party was a good time. Got drunk for the first time this semester. Which led to a really dumb move on my part. I think it's hilarious now, actually. Maybe I should care more about what a jackass I was, but I don't.
Honestly though, I really enjoy being single. It's just every once in a while I forget.
So, despite not falling asleep until around 4:50 AM, I found myself awake at freaking 9:30. Whatthehell. So I tried to go back to sleep, didn't work, then I showered, ate a healthy breakfast of twix, and at 12 headed on up to Brodie for strike. Which was more or less like light hanging in reverse, since I was helping "Mahk" (the crazy British lighting designer) take the lights down. "That's what she said" jokes came every three minutes. And they slowly morphed into "that's what your mom said." Good times.
I'm a hundred years behind on both work and sleep (dark circles under eyes are no good), and I just had a mountain dew so I won't be tired enough to sleep for another five hours or so. Haha, I'm smart. Ahhh.
The party was a good time. Got drunk for the first time this semester. Which led to a really dumb move on my part. I think it's hilarious now, actually. Maybe I should care more about what a jackass I was, but I don't.
Honestly though, I really enjoy being single. It's just every once in a while I forget.
So, despite not falling asleep until around 4:50 AM, I found myself awake at freaking 9:30. Whatthehell. So I tried to go back to sleep, didn't work, then I showered, ate a healthy breakfast of twix, and at 12 headed on up to Brodie for strike. Which was more or less like light hanging in reverse, since I was helping "Mahk" (the crazy British lighting designer) take the lights down. "That's what she said" jokes came every three minutes. And they slowly morphed into "that's what your mom said." Good times.
I'm a hundred years behind on both work and sleep (dark circles under eyes are no good), and I just had a mountain dew so I won't be tired enough to sleep for another five hours or so. Haha, I'm smart. Ahhh.