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I choose this icon for the post because I'm tired of waiting to watch the new episode of Doctor Who! Damn you BBC!! Release it already!!!
Well now it's one week until I am living on my own. I went by today and paid the rest of my dues (besides the last month's rent which apparently have to have in money order or cashier's check form. I only know what a money order is although where to get one I don't know really. I know Quiktrip but I don't really want to talk in and ask for a money order for $459. I wonder if my bank can make one?). Yesterday I paid the deposit on the electric so the company will have it turned on by the 6th.
Also had practice yesterday which I think went pretty well. I do feel we need to run through the show more together to work on our improv. I'm not saying we're bad at it, we just need to get our improvs in sync with each other is all. After that I met up with KB and we walked around the new Wal-Mart in Glenpool so I could do some browsing to see what I want for the apartment. Ran into Andrea (who I did not know worked there) and bs-ed with her a bit then continued the browsing. Saw that the side table I've been wanting went on clearance so I snatched it up and bought it. Also spent a majority of the time walking around trying to figure out the name of the movie with Sandra Bullock where she was a witch (later finding out from both Melinda and the cashier it was called 'Practical Magic'. Honestly it was really bugging me that I couldn't remember. >.<;;). As we were leaving KB looks into her purse to find she just walked out without paying for a DVD on accident. I start cracking up laughing and she goes back in to pay. Then I head home and sleep.
Tonight the plan seems to be 1.) meeting Sally for a bit to eat and catch up on old times & 2.) afterwards hanging out with Blake and KB to watch lame movies and swim since everyone we know is out of town either to Texas or the Ozarks. (Haha, is it sad that I just saw everyone the other day and I'm already missing them? -_- Cause I do.)
UPDATE [5/30/08 3:42pm]: Ugh, now the center on my chest really hurts. What the hell?
Well now it's one week until I am living on my own. I went by today and paid the rest of my dues (besides the last month's rent which apparently have to have in money order or cashier's check form. I only know what a money order is although where to get one I don't know really. I know Quiktrip but I don't really want to talk in and ask for a money order for $459. I wonder if my bank can make one?). Yesterday I paid the deposit on the electric so the company will have it turned on by the 6th.
Also had practice yesterday which I think went pretty well. I do feel we need to run through the show more together to work on our improv. I'm not saying we're bad at it, we just need to get our improvs in sync with each other is all. After that I met up with KB and we walked around the new Wal-Mart in Glenpool so I could do some browsing to see what I want for the apartment. Ran into Andrea (who I did not know worked there) and bs-ed with her a bit then continued the browsing. Saw that the side table I've been wanting went on clearance so I snatched it up and bought it. Also spent a majority of the time walking around trying to figure out the name of the movie with Sandra Bullock where she was a witch (later finding out from both Melinda and the cashier it was called 'Practical Magic'. Honestly it was really bugging me that I couldn't remember. >.<;;). As we were leaving KB looks into her purse to find she just walked out without paying for a DVD on accident. I start cracking up laughing and she goes back in to pay. Then I head home and sleep.
Tonight the plan seems to be 1.) meeting Sally for a bit to eat and catch up on old times & 2.) afterwards hanging out with Blake and KB to watch lame movies and swim since everyone we know is out of town either to Texas or the Ozarks. (Haha, is it sad that I just saw everyone the other day and I'm already missing them? -_- Cause I do.)
UPDATE [5/30/08 3:42pm]: Ugh, now the center on my chest really hurts. What the hell?