...i'll leave when i wanna, where do we go from here?...
I slept most of today. After yesterday though - i completely needed it. an 11 hr. shift at KFAC is going to kill you no matter what, add on the 'stress' of calling the MDSO concert, and that's about enough to make anyone tired. I'm sick of trying to prove myself as a stage manager. I know my shit better than most people, but it seems they only see my mistakes.
oh well - that's the real world for ya. right?
after i finally dragged my ass out of bed, i got rather productive. I did 3/4th of the massive pile of dishes that have been in my sink for weeks now. And then i got in one of my domestic mary moods. the result this time - homemade wisconsin chili and beef, corn, noodlie cream soupie casserole. And dang both of them are scrumptious! i stuffed myself on casserole and the cat helped herself to some as well. I like it when i get in moods like this. I just don't like doing all the dishes afterwards. bleh. i have dishes galore in the sink again. and i will not sleep until i do them. or at least that's what i'm going to tell myself.
My apartment is a stye - so little by little i've been cleaning it up during the day. I definitely will use my free time from KFAC to make this place not look like an overcrowded shit hole. wee. i was going to take on extra hours from the SMs who took the load because i wasn't sure about if i'd be in town or not. But i've decided against that - for a plethora of reasons. basically i'm sick of picking up the slack a lot of the time.
Whatelse. My brother made it through surgery. i heard from no one unless i called them or brought it up first. I'm sick of my mediocre friends. They expect to be waited on hand and foot, and the moment someone else has something massive come up in their life - they'll just ignore it or not care. In fact - some of the people i thought would care the most and be there for me to help me through it - i still haven't even heard from. it makes me so sad that i've picked such unthoughtful friends in the last few years of my life. But i guess the thing at hand would be my brother... he's doing okay. that's what matters. but they think he has an infection. They thought he had a blood clot - and they dopplered his arm and found there wasn't one. but now he's on high IV anti-biotics.
infection likes my family. more off - my brothers. bah.
but that's about it.
i have other news - but i'm not ready to say it yet. i've told the people it'd basically concern, and they're the only ones who need to know right now.
wee.
secrecy!
oh well - that's the real world for ya. right?
after i finally dragged my ass out of bed, i got rather productive. I did 3/4th of the massive pile of dishes that have been in my sink for weeks now. And then i got in one of my domestic mary moods. the result this time - homemade wisconsin chili and beef, corn, noodlie cream soupie casserole. And dang both of them are scrumptious! i stuffed myself on casserole and the cat helped herself to some as well. I like it when i get in moods like this. I just don't like doing all the dishes afterwards. bleh. i have dishes galore in the sink again. and i will not sleep until i do them. or at least that's what i'm going to tell myself.
My apartment is a stye - so little by little i've been cleaning it up during the day. I definitely will use my free time from KFAC to make this place not look like an overcrowded shit hole. wee. i was going to take on extra hours from the SMs who took the load because i wasn't sure about if i'd be in town or not. But i've decided against that - for a plethora of reasons. basically i'm sick of picking up the slack a lot of the time.
Whatelse. My brother made it through surgery. i heard from no one unless i called them or brought it up first. I'm sick of my mediocre friends. They expect to be waited on hand and foot, and the moment someone else has something massive come up in their life - they'll just ignore it or not care. In fact - some of the people i thought would care the most and be there for me to help me through it - i still haven't even heard from. it makes me so sad that i've picked such unthoughtful friends in the last few years of my life. But i guess the thing at hand would be my brother... he's doing okay. that's what matters. but they think he has an infection. They thought he had a blood clot - and they dopplered his arm and found there wasn't one. but now he's on high IV anti-biotics.
infection likes my family. more off - my brothers. bah.
but that's about it.
i have other news - but i'm not ready to say it yet. i've told the people it'd basically concern, and they're the only ones who need to know right now.
wee.
secrecy!