Just one more day of classes left for me. Last night (after making my usual all-nighter claim, then promptly falling asleep and waking back up several hours later) I made plans to do some reading for one class in another I knew I wouldn't have to pay attention to. This was a great thought, excepting the fact that the reading didn't exist, and if it ( Read more... )

"Life is so ironic."

That it is, my intellectually stimulating, completely un-Keanu Reaves like friend.  That it is.

I was wondering if I could find any personal inspiration for that scene.  And then there she was, stepping out of the script, shaking a little bit of Sartre off of her feet as she walked toward me.

There are a million reasons.  None of ( Read more... )

Dear chick with the hot British accent who looks like Idina Menzel,
I know when you asked me for "cracked pepper on the chips (fries)," you really meant, "Take me now you gorgeous American," but I was working, and that just wouldn't have been very professional.

Dear Spike TV,
My great aunt and grandmother thoroughly enjoyed the James Bond marathon you ( Read more... )

...need Tivo recorded episodes of Battlestar Galactica as incentive to get me into the back room to clean the ferret cage ( Read more... )

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You bet your life it is ( Read more... )

The icing on yesterday's cake ( Read more... )

There was a time when hanging out with obnoxiously happy couples would instill in me misery and lonliness.  There was a time when being around the miserable and the lonely would, emotional sponge that I am, sink me even further.  There was a time when the closing of a show would cast me into the depression of a family breaking apart.  I have ( Read more... )

Today marks my third birthday in the lovely state of Virginia.  How is it that every year seems to go faster than the one before it?  It seems like so recently I was having the ritual 21st birthday puke in the parking lot of HB's, being secretly glad that I was too drunk to go home with somebody I shouldn't have even considered going home with.  So ( Read more... )

I push people away

and then I'm like

well, fuck

it's lonely over here

without any people

but I don't stop

it's easier

you see

when I do it first

The show opens in a week.  I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when it's over.  I'll joke around and complain about the horrendous rehearsal schedule (9am-11pm tomorrow, good goddess), but in reality, I ( Read more... )