my life with the frog
episode onethe metro's green line was nearly empty, as it often was so early in the morning. she had been the first on the platform, like the twelve mornings before this, fingers wrapped tightly around a steaming cup of green tea. it was contraband, the tea, but she so often promised to finish it before she boarded the train ( Read more... )

i caught a job working as a stage manger for maryland ballet's production of sleepy hollow. i'm going to be making $25 a rehearsal, $50 for load-in and tech, and $150 a show (x 2 shows). i probably won't hit but two rehearsals, but for a kid that only ever worked as a stage manager salaried ($11.02/hour), it's great money for about 24 hours of ( Read more... )

me: guess who!
him: kim.
me: pouts*.
him: too easy; you're the only person i know still smells good after a 4x4 ( Read more... )

they're closing my father's warehouse, the warehouse in which he has slaved, by himself, for so long, for people who never really seemed to care much about him despite the fact that he has always gone above and beyond the call of duty.

but that's my dad.

and i was thinking, how can anyone be surprised? i mean, they never gave the poor man a ( Read more... )

I am an actor.

In this day and age, it may be a frivolous thing to say; theatre appears to have reverted to the days of Shakespeare, when actors were literally dragged in off the streets. If one has two lines in a church play, he or she is an actor. But, for those of us who truly understand the power behind the word, actor is still a quite ( Read more... )

first full week brought with it first paycheck. yay for first paychecks! too bad they spelt my name wrong. although... kimbery does have a certain ring to it...


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so many children today. 1400 (that's how much the dairies can weigh, too). one too many cars, one being too many, tried to run me over in the parking lot. hot sun, heavy lambs, tiny hands reaching, grabbing. my feet hurt. i've had a headache all day. a goat pooped on me.

but my farmers' tan? dead sexy...

i'm alive and i'm free ( Read more... )

so... kim's a farmhand.

green meadows is the sweetest place to work in the entire world. unless you don't like farm animals or kids. if you don't like farm animals or kids, it would probably suck for you. moreover, it's the only place i've ever worked that hired me, in part, because i look and sound like a hick, not despite ( Read more... )

worked for the wwe monday. probably would have been cooler if i liked wrestling. no jericho, sorry, nik.

special thanks to the boys at chinatown express for teaching me how to make fresh noodles!

i've given up the art of expectation. seldom disappointed, but often pleasantly surprised. it's an exercise in futility, you see.

dirty minds is a ( Read more... )