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Ugh. My stomach hurts. I feel hungover... but that isn't really the case. I spent all last night smoking, drinking wine, doin' the hooka, eating bad food, and playing board games with the fellas. Then I stayed up all night and didn't go to bed until 9am. Bad fucking idea.
Anyways... update:
- I move down to college on September 21st.
- I have play auditions on the second day of school, September 26th for A Philadelphia Story.
- I still haven't called my roommate.
- My parents will be officially moved into Washington D.C. on October 2nd, meaning that I will be officially moved out of L.O. on October 2nd.
- Something really cool is about to happen in my life, and it isn't college or anything like that. I'm not going to share what it is until it happens though... but it is momentous.
- I feel like puking.
And in the words of Nick Swardson: "That's great Bobby, but we don't have a DDR machine... so you're dumb."
Anyways... update:
- I move down to college on September 21st.
- I have play auditions on the second day of school, September 26th for A Philadelphia Story.
- I still haven't called my roommate.
- My parents will be officially moved into Washington D.C. on October 2nd, meaning that I will be officially moved out of L.O. on October 2nd.
- Something really cool is about to happen in my life, and it isn't college or anything like that. I'm not going to share what it is until it happens though... but it is momentous.
- I feel like puking.
And in the words of Nick Swardson: "That's great Bobby, but we don't have a DDR machine... so you're dumb."