Save the date...
My sick sense of humor is going to be featured in a five minute play for the theatre group, "Project 30," on October 14th. It's free, and actors may heckle you. It'll be worth it. You can drink as much booze as you want throughout the performance.
So, let's repeat: October 14th, at 8, at club "Sutra" on 1st and 1st. You love me. You will be there. Thanks.
And as far as everything else goes: theoretically I'm doing things I'm passionate about, but job shit has been as difficult as possible, largely because of my own doing. There are good things; I'm hired, after waiting a fucking month for a schedule, to assist with a health sciences program at a middle school, as well as being a reading tutor extraordinaire. However, because that job took so long to get itself together, I've lost a different, slightly-less-good-but-more-familiar job which was written out of the general schedule.
And all throughout, I continue to pray for the continued health of my and other women's reproductive organs. Anyone out there pregnant? Anyone?
So, let's repeat: October 14th, at 8, at club "Sutra" on 1st and 1st. You love me. You will be there. Thanks.
And as far as everything else goes: theoretically I'm doing things I'm passionate about, but job shit has been as difficult as possible, largely because of my own doing. There are good things; I'm hired, after waiting a fucking month for a schedule, to assist with a health sciences program at a middle school, as well as being a reading tutor extraordinaire. However, because that job took so long to get itself together, I've lost a different, slightly-less-good-but-more-familiar job which was written out of the general schedule.
And all throughout, I continue to pray for the continued health of my and other women's reproductive organs. Anyone out there pregnant? Anyone?