why didn't you tell me it was 5 o' clock!?
well shit. i officially wasted a whole day. i didn't go to any of my three class today because i woke up with a massive massive headached. then i layed in bed with ryan for another hour or so. then i showered, layed in bed some more, ate, took ryan to work, played amplitude, watched Next (which, holy crap, weirdest dating game ever!), came to the lab to start my Dec article about Facebook and/or write my pop culture paper...ended up browsing facebook and catching up on livejournals...
i suck...
so, it's been awhile. my show ate my life and sucky suckerton got what she deserved...though, i must admit, i'm kind of worried about her...more on that in a minute...
first! my show went spectacularly!!!! most people seemed to really like it and Barry even sent an e-mail to the whole cast and crew say, and i quote:
"I really enjoyed the show very much. I thought it was well conceived and well executed all the way through.
Great work everyone. A very memorable show. "
ah!!! isn't that awesome! for all the grief i had over this show, it sure was worth it. honestly though, it was my fault it was going so poorly. it just came down to the fact that the show was over rehearsed and that they had needed/been ready for an audience for, like, ever. but it turned out so well, even with the rock concert next door on saturday. i'm so proud of the actors because they held their own against the shitty ass punk rock coming from next door. i was really impressed. i think my dad even liked it (the second time through that is...the first time he seemed a little, umm, uncomfortable). and it was soooooo good to see him. and mike, and tony, and laura, and tori, and cory, and colby, and GINGER, and NATE, and DAVID!!! wish you coulda been there e/d, but i have a shitty ass tape for you to watch when you get back!! (what are we at now, like 30 days!?!)
in other news, sucky suckerton made out with that guy and he got back together with that other girl the day after. and i say, good for him. one of our other friends "i told you so"ed her and she got pissed and said something to the affect of "you know, i just didn't need 'i told you sos' from my FRIENDS right now." she can suck it, because you know what? she doesn't have many left, and dammit, we told her so!
in other news, i'm like really horny or something...and that doesn't make sense, because i don't get horny. someone will need to chain me to the bed. clothed, just to be cautious. and don't tell ryan. e/d, i feel your pain. (and sidenote: what the hell is "swim with mike"?...and woohoo for there being hot guys there...)
also, i've hit this wall now that my show is over that i just don't want to do ANYTHING!!!! papers? nope. projects? nope. i don't even want to write a fucking poem for creative writing. i've officially checked out.
and last, but not least, i'm quitting smoking...i had 6 yesterday (which is about half of what i usually do) and i've only had two so far today. but damn is my jaw hurting, i'm chewing gum like a madwoman...
alright, i guess i'll go look at pop culture stuff. (which, by the way, that class has totally lost its lustre since i got rejected by that fucking BGSU...sad times...)
pizzeace.
i suck...
so, it's been awhile. my show ate my life and sucky suckerton got what she deserved...though, i must admit, i'm kind of worried about her...more on that in a minute...
first! my show went spectacularly!!!! most people seemed to really like it and Barry even sent an e-mail to the whole cast and crew say, and i quote:
"I really enjoyed the show very much. I thought it was well conceived and well executed all the way through.
Great work everyone. A very memorable show. "
ah!!! isn't that awesome! for all the grief i had over this show, it sure was worth it. honestly though, it was my fault it was going so poorly. it just came down to the fact that the show was over rehearsed and that they had needed/been ready for an audience for, like, ever. but it turned out so well, even with the rock concert next door on saturday. i'm so proud of the actors because they held their own against the shitty ass punk rock coming from next door. i was really impressed. i think my dad even liked it (the second time through that is...the first time he seemed a little, umm, uncomfortable). and it was soooooo good to see him. and mike, and tony, and laura, and tori, and cory, and colby, and GINGER, and NATE, and DAVID!!! wish you coulda been there e/d, but i have a shitty ass tape for you to watch when you get back!! (what are we at now, like 30 days!?!)
in other news, sucky suckerton made out with that guy and he got back together with that other girl the day after. and i say, good for him. one of our other friends "i told you so"ed her and she got pissed and said something to the affect of "you know, i just didn't need 'i told you sos' from my FRIENDS right now." she can suck it, because you know what? she doesn't have many left, and dammit, we told her so!
in other news, i'm like really horny or something...and that doesn't make sense, because i don't get horny. someone will need to chain me to the bed. clothed, just to be cautious. and don't tell ryan. e/d, i feel your pain. (and sidenote: what the hell is "swim with mike"?...and woohoo for there being hot guys there...)
also, i've hit this wall now that my show is over that i just don't want to do ANYTHING!!!! papers? nope. projects? nope. i don't even want to write a fucking poem for creative writing. i've officially checked out.
and last, but not least, i'm quitting smoking...i had 6 yesterday (which is about half of what i usually do) and i've only had two so far today. but damn is my jaw hurting, i'm chewing gum like a madwoman...
alright, i guess i'll go look at pop culture stuff. (which, by the way, that class has totally lost its lustre since i got rejected by that fucking BGSU...sad times...)
pizzeace.