Random thought:

If I created it, who would be interested in some form of "Playwrights' Community" if I created it on LJ? I know that a lot of folk have a hard time getting feedback on their work. I have no details out in my head yet, but I'd like the idea of another forum for our works and shizzy. Let me know.

Woot?

On another note, my legs feel like old men's legs. I'm coming apart =P

Dear Dirty, Soon-to-be-Dead Mother Fucker who stole my goddamned bike:

I'm coming for you. And when I find you, all you'll know is that your neck is stinging, and there's blood on your shirt, and the moment before your eyes close forever, you'll see my eyes, burning with the hatred of a thousand suns.

Love,
Mike

Frisbee in wet and wild weather: Done, 2 weeks back.

Frisbee on very sore ankle: Done, 1 week back.

Frisbee in 30 mph winds: Done, today.

Happy Halloween to everyone! Stay off the roads tonight, because lots of people will be morons and drive drunk. Keep each other's backs and have a blast! Woot woot!
Mikee

Not sure if this is a good mood or not....Not sure why it would be one way or the other. I'm in comfy clothes, I'm just tired enough to be about to go to bed, I have almost no obligations tomorrow, and Halloween is coming, meaning Monday morning discount candy run. Kinda like Easter ( Read more... )

Okay, so I don't have the best worshippers but....

Had a good time for most of frisbee today. Made one mad dash into the back of the end zone and made a catch with 1 foot in bounds. Tried to stop, stepped on the root of a tree by the tennis courts. Re-fucked up my ankle. Great.

Iced it, have epsom salt. It hasn't been this bad since I rolled it this summer.

Pooooooooooooooop.

I love when my writing is forced and feels awful to me. I really do love it. Because 90% of the time, it ends up being good when I hear it, and people tell me it's good stuff. It's just mega frustrating when I'm in the process because of how slow going everything is. When I spent my first few hours writing "Yemen," I could barely type as fast ( Read more... )

If it's a dire emergency, and I'm being warned about the end of the world, or someone I know is in the hospital, by all means, call me. If there's some urgent problem and you have to talk to me, if you're very upset and need a bit of a friendly voice, pick that phone right up. Emergency = a-ok.

Otherwise, never, ever, EVER call me at 2 in the ( Read more... )

Someone thought it would be a great idea to step outside in StudVille and scream as though they were being assaulted or kidnapped or something, and rile up the entire complex. I was ready to go kill, literally. What does this girl do? Run into a 2nd floor apartment, apparently fine. No doubt thinking herself to be hysterical. Maybe she should ( Read more... )