Livejournal has changed a whole lot since my last entry. Every time I log in, I feel like I'm stepping into a vault of memories that should be left untouched. And every single interface layout change, I feel like I'm falling behind - like I'm lost in the past, my life still racing forward, but my soul locked up in these scattered memories I refuse ( Read more... )

My first ever work day happens to be on a Sunday. How wonderful, right? Oh, not to mention, it's from 8:45AM to 18:00PM. Other than it being the worst day to work since it's supposed to be the day of rest and the fact that the hours are so long, I was excited to be finally working in the theater. I've always thought it to be an interesting job... ( Read more... )