There's a strange inversion of roles happening in my house:

I'm in my room working, while dad is downstairs playing video games.

What the fuck?

As if I needed yet another reminder to write my story on Birth of Theatre (a new play starring Jody Richardson), my alarm clock pops on playing Thomas Trio and the Red Albino.

I'm working on it.

Mid-term break has been decidedly low-key this year (well, except for Friday, but that's most Fridays). Very little random debauchery. Hell, I spent last night watching Gentlemen Prefer Blondes in my pajamas. Tonight I was at a mystery party at a friend's house and will likely be in bed before sun-up ( Read more... )

I actually find cleaning my room incredibly relaxing. I can straighten stuff up and finally see my floor again, and (relatively) unwind from the pressures of the day ( Read more... )

Remarkably busy lately, but it's a busy I can handle. It's strange to have something to do all the time, but not feel completely overwhelmed ( Read more... )

For as long as I can remember, production nights at The Muse were utter hell. Working until 6:00 am to fix people's writing that few read anyway.

That's the way it was until tonight, when we finished our (albeit shorter, but not that much shorter) thirteenth issue of the year at 12:29 am ( Read more... )

After getting fed up with my dive-crawling, beer-swilling existence, my plan has been to cut out things that make me unhealthy/generally contributing to my distress.

Caffeine. Really, this isn't a big deal: I don't drink that much coffee or tea, and I don't really feel the need to fire it. But, my logic involves giving up lighter addictions to ( Read more... )

You start the day by weighing yourself in front of your parents, noting that you're presently about 10 pounds heavier than you've ever been and 20-30 heavier than they thought you were.

And then, noticing a half-burnt pack of matches you took from the bar the other night, only to have dad find them while cleaning. Explaining that should be fun ( Read more... )

Tonight there was no FF SimDate - I've already beaten that rented mule. No, instead I decided I wasn't thug enough and have been listening to Biggie Smalls for over an hour.

"I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day."It's fantastic, really. ( Read more... )

I just spent at least an hour playing a Final Fantasy SimDate on Newgrounds. I really need to find something better to do with my time.