Pardon my absence. Lots has been going on around here as of late ( Read more... )

Well, the storm is almost passed. I just hope everything'll get a bit better.

I couldn't find any of my shirts this morning. I think they were all either in the wash or just... mixed in with Rodge's immense pile of clothing over in the corner of the bedroom. So I took one of his green shirts to wear. He has like, what? Ten of the same? To think he wouldn't mind ( Read more... )

Hoo. It has been a long week. I’m just so glad to be back at the Loft, even though no one else is here. Odd ( Read more... )

.... Why am I the witness?
And when I capture it on film....
Will it mean that it's the end
And I'm alone?

I had no idea the world of theatre was so demanding. Time for me to pass out.

Okay, wow. How's this for a shock? I'm in a performance.

I think Maureen's involvement in theatre has somehow rubbed off on me--even though she dumped me how many months/years ago? Haha. (Sometimes I act like it's been such a long time, whereas it hasn't been at all.) It's quite comical, actually. Mark, the filmmaker, on the other side of the ( Read more... )

Will I lose my dignity?
Will someone care?
Will I wake tomorrow
From this nightmare?

Got into a spat with Rodge this morning. Didn't really want it to happen, but it did. I just... got so angry and frustrated and had to yell. Really not like me at all. Meems was there. Hope she didn't mind. It was so stupid ( Read more... )

So sorry I haven't had the chance to update. I fell ill with a sudden and unexplainable case of mono. One day I was healthy and happy, the next... bedridden and miserably sick in the apartment. Collins managed to hook up the Internet for me so I wouldn't be too bored while stuck in bed all the time. It's only dial-up, but I'm not complaining one ( Read more... )