Still playing Blaine Anderson at CJD and loving it. Well, this month not included. We're doing a tragic storyline and it's not fun. But it's pushing the two characters in question along and in the end they'll be better people because of it. Or that's what we keep telling ourselves.
I ate eggos and drank vodka for breakfast. Shit was cash.
Currently working at an arts and crafts store- Not one day goes by that I'm not covered in glitter or didn't have a rockin' conversation with a child about their art project for school.
Oh. Right. I'm going to New York for New Years. Should probably throw that bit of trivia in there.
The pinched nerve in my back is hella awful, but I've gotten to this sort of happy place where I block out the pain in favor of living my life. Maybe if I keep it up it'll eventually go away. I can only hope.
I stole a pumpkin with my friend on Halloween. It's still on my dresser, looking as fresh as it did the day we nabbed it. This worries me,
I'm shaving the back of my head and chopping the rest off until it's basically a mess of curls. Wish my luck.
Whip cream vodka is fucking amazing and burns all the way down. Like, I think I'm legit addicted to the liquid fire. It's delicious pain.
Oh. I also have a date for New Years with an absolutely gorgeous girl whom I plan to hold hands with and kiss on the cheek and dance with in the park. I'm like, almost very sure this is a crush. She tells me things and I listen to these things and my heart does little flips and fuck her eyes are the most gorgeous- I mean seriously. Her face deserves all of the kisses and she has these beautiful hands and her voice is to die for and I'm going to buy her pizza and she's going to buy me coffee and I'm going to say things like 'You know my coffee order?' and mean it because I will be sincerely shocked that she guessed my order correctly.
She does things like telling me what outfit I'm going to wear for our date and it's so bossy and I should be annoyed but hell I don't even care. It's the most endearing thing and she's such a brat and I just absolutely adore her. I do. I want to love her and I think I may be able to. We'll see.
I have work at 4pm. I really need to sleep. I probably won't. There's a porkchop downstairs and I want it and I need to sleep. I really need to fucking sleep.