Oh jeez, housing wants to move me to Buckeye Village, which is this apartment complex like three blocks from Kohl's and two miles from OSU. I was really hoping for Neil Avenue or the Worthington Building, but this is like a genuine apartment with a front door and two stories and individual bedrooms and a dining room with utilities and parking and ( Read more... )

I win:
-$125 fine
-$170 court fees
-$5 credit card fees
-twenty (20) hours community service
-one (1) meeting attended to an alcohol intervention program of my choosing
-one (1) year probation
-one (1) easily-confused probation officer
-three (3) hours boredom

( Review of Top That! the musical. )

( Absurd movie dream! )

I just spent two hours driving to Easton and back. I hate that place. I ended up in Hilliard and drove all the way around the outer belt, got lost as shit driving around the mall thrice, finally found the Apple Store (after walking the wrong way for fifteen minutes), tried to get on 71 by a random guess that happened to be right... but then was ( Read more... )

I think I got my pre-show nervous dreams outta the way in one fell swoop last night, with three people in the audience and me being late, late, late and in the wrong costume and standing upstage awkwardly during the opener because I just stumbled in. Aaron piled the pressure on hard and fast before the show, but I got so confused and then he just ( Read more... )

Is to keep your hopes low and your expectations lower. Keep your aspirations high, sure, don't be content with the status quo and all that, but for things outside of your control... well, I'm sick of being disappointed. So I'm not anymore. I'm kind of uncomfortable with how assuring everyone's been about Top That!, actually, to the point that I ( Read more... )

...people keep calling me at the most opportune moments. My mother apparently bought Jeremy her manager's daughter's beat-up old Accord for $1000 this morning, which is the most fantastic news for this family in a while, and hey, somebody sure cares ( Read more... )

And the only things I can move right now are my hands & arms, it's kinda weird.

Also: apparently the more ashamed of myself I am in general, the more often I post friends-only. 'Cause seriously all summer I was like an open book, and now when I write on Krista's whiteboard (only know her name 'cause of the sign), I move the little mood-square to the cartoon guy looking like he wants to crawl into a hole for a few hours 'til ( Read more... )