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Livejournal, baby! Long time no talk, eh?
Ah, well. Such is life. There is stuff that I continuously mean to update on, but that just never works out for me. Eh. I'll do my normal bullet thing.
*This little paragraph itself was going to be a whole big entry, but now that the event has passed with 2 weeks or more, it is reduced to just a bullet. Sorry. Attended my first metal (Some will say it's "screamo". But I'll call it metal for very, very complex purposes) performance about 2 weeks ago. It was at Sports Plus, so it wasn't really a CONCERT, so.. yea. Amanda really wanted to go, and really wanted me to go with her, and we knew one of the guys in one of the bands through Natural Helpers, so I was like "What the hell?" So after hanging with the theater kiddies (whom I still miss, but less now that I'll be seeing them on a regular basis.. SCOREEEEEEE!) at Emilios, I lugged my ass over there. And it was quite a thrilling experience, I must say. Amanda and I were moshed (Yes, I know that I argued with some of you about 10x over that it's not moshing, but apparently it is. And your mom's a whore) a few times. I was afraid for my surgery foot. I got hurt a few times, but I survived. In one particular violent mosh incident, Amanda and I were both thrown back and smashed into the wall behind us. I was smashed with my back (THANK GOD this didn't happen 3 months ago. Ugh, could you imagine?), but Amanda was smashed with her HEAD. I looked over at her to be all "Hah-hah, we got mauled".. but.. well, to make a long story short, she was nearly knocked unconcious, and I SINGLE-HANDEDLY REVIVED HER! Scary at first, but funny later.
*Blueberry is growing and she is very beautiful. She is so hard to take care of, but she's growing a bit, so now it's getting a tad easier. No matter how much of a bitch she is to clean and the like, she can always make my day by just curling up in my lap. She is my baby. All of my animals are.
*I have come to the conclusion that women are ridiculous. I have sufficient evidence to support this, now that I've been to my 4594068095486th baby shower. A rant on this sometime soon. Or not.
*We started Hell Week for the Dining Room (Come see it, but let me know NOW), which is so stressful, but fun, once again. This is only HW Day#2, but last night I got home at 9:30PM having not been home all day, so I can only imagine what it's going to be for the rest of the week. I've been hanging out with Christine prior to rehearsals each time, and she is just so much fun. I love her. And her family. We are working on writing a kick ass funny show.
*I feel like a starving artist. As aforementioned, stayed after for Theater Rehearsal today (I'm in the library waiting, for those confused), and I trudged my hungry over to Pizza Hut after I was done tech-houring for Pincus. I only have 10 buckaroos to last me all week, and I had to tell the waitress that, as I know that restaurants like to add on tax, and I must SAVE MY MONEY. I sat all by myself, and it felt kinda cool, if not a bit lonely. I'm used to doing things on my own, though. So.. rah. I left her a 12cent tip, too. (Don't look at me like that! It was a $5 meal, and it's the only change I had!)
*Had pep-ralley,homecoming dance, rehearsal,and paradehomecoming this past weekend, on the WEEKEND OF MY AUDITION FOR SEUSSICAL!! Fair? I think not, no. But, I managed to do pretty well and perserve my voice, miraculously. I actually left homecoming early, though, because I felt so damn shitty.
*This entry, is entirely too long, as always. I'm thinking I should do less of the Update-Scarcely-But-"OMG-Death"-Long, and more of the "Update-Frequently-Nice-Brief-Entry" type ordeal.
*Ouch, my wrists.
*I had a bit of a breakdown yesterday, breaking the never crying in school tradition. But I guess it doesn't REALLY count, since it wasn't schooltime, I was just in the building, and not many people saw. I will be OK, because I am a WRESTLER(!! YA HEAR THAT, LAUREN??!), but please just bear with me. And love me. That's really all you can do. But thank you, everyone who has been supportive. And thank you Dan Perman.
*I have been feeling very shitty lately.
*This is long enough, no? No?! Oh well, then.. OK:
Btw, the entries will appear less long if you view them through the comment screen. Do it. The entries are nearly as long as they appear, it's the formatting of the entries.
Come see the Dining Room, but let me know NOOOOOOOOOW. Only Dan Perman has an excuse not to go.
And that concludes my overly long entry for the week. Thank you for caring. Tune in next time.
Love, Happiness, and Chocolate, ya'll...
Ah, well. Such is life. There is stuff that I continuously mean to update on, but that just never works out for me. Eh. I'll do my normal bullet thing.
*This little paragraph itself was going to be a whole big entry, but now that the event has passed with 2 weeks or more, it is reduced to just a bullet. Sorry. Attended my first metal (Some will say it's "screamo". But I'll call it metal for very, very complex purposes) performance about 2 weeks ago. It was at Sports Plus, so it wasn't really a CONCERT, so.. yea. Amanda really wanted to go, and really wanted me to go with her, and we knew one of the guys in one of the bands through Natural Helpers, so I was like "What the hell?" So after hanging with the theater kiddies (whom I still miss, but less now that I'll be seeing them on a regular basis.. SCOREEEEEEE!) at Emilios, I lugged my ass over there. And it was quite a thrilling experience, I must say. Amanda and I were moshed (Yes, I know that I argued with some of you about 10x over that it's not moshing, but apparently it is. And your mom's a whore) a few times. I was afraid for my surgery foot. I got hurt a few times, but I survived. In one particular violent mosh incident, Amanda and I were both thrown back and smashed into the wall behind us. I was smashed with my back (THANK GOD this didn't happen 3 months ago. Ugh, could you imagine?), but Amanda was smashed with her HEAD. I looked over at her to be all "Hah-hah, we got mauled".. but.. well, to make a long story short, she was nearly knocked unconcious, and I SINGLE-HANDEDLY REVIVED HER! Scary at first, but funny later.
*Blueberry is growing and she is very beautiful. She is so hard to take care of, but she's growing a bit, so now it's getting a tad easier. No matter how much of a bitch she is to clean and the like, she can always make my day by just curling up in my lap. She is my baby. All of my animals are.
*I have come to the conclusion that women are ridiculous. I have sufficient evidence to support this, now that I've been to my 4594068095486th baby shower. A rant on this sometime soon. Or not.
*We started Hell Week for the Dining Room (Come see it, but let me know NOW), which is so stressful, but fun, once again. This is only HW Day#2, but last night I got home at 9:30PM having not been home all day, so I can only imagine what it's going to be for the rest of the week. I've been hanging out with Christine prior to rehearsals each time, and she is just so much fun. I love her. And her family. We are working on writing a kick ass funny show.
*I feel like a starving artist. As aforementioned, stayed after for Theater Rehearsal today (I'm in the library waiting, for those confused), and I trudged my hungry over to Pizza Hut after I was done tech-houring for Pincus. I only have 10 buckaroos to last me all week, and I had to tell the waitress that, as I know that restaurants like to add on tax, and I must SAVE MY MONEY. I sat all by myself, and it felt kinda cool, if not a bit lonely. I'm used to doing things on my own, though. So.. rah. I left her a 12cent tip, too. (Don't look at me like that! It was a $5 meal, and it's the only change I had!)
*Had pep-ralley,homecoming dance, rehearsal,and paradehomecoming this past weekend, on the WEEKEND OF MY AUDITION FOR SEUSSICAL!! Fair? I think not, no. But, I managed to do pretty well and perserve my voice, miraculously. I actually left homecoming early, though, because I felt so damn shitty.
*This entry, is entirely too long, as always. I'm thinking I should do less of the Update-Scarcely-But-"OMG-Death"-Long, and more of the "Update-Frequently-Nice-Brief-Entry" type ordeal.
*Ouch, my wrists.
*I had a bit of a breakdown yesterday, breaking the never crying in school tradition. But I guess it doesn't REALLY count, since it wasn't schooltime, I was just in the building, and not many people saw. I will be OK, because I am a WRESTLER(!! YA HEAR THAT, LAUREN??!), but please just bear with me. And love me. That's really all you can do. But thank you, everyone who has been supportive. And thank you Dan Perman.
*I have been feeling very shitty lately.
*This is long enough, no? No?! Oh well, then.. OK:
Btw, the entries will appear less long if you view them through the comment screen. Do it. The entries are nearly as long as they appear, it's the formatting of the entries.
Come see the Dining Room, but let me know NOOOOOOOOOW. Only Dan Perman has an excuse not to go.
And that concludes my overly long entry for the week. Thank you for caring. Tune in next time.
Love, Happiness, and Chocolate, ya'll...