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Mr. T gonna find you a rental!
It has started to get cold in Boston and you know what that means?! House Parties ( Read more... ) -
Beautiful Views
I just had a really great night. I spent the majority of it on Little Miss Maxine's roof deck with the most magical view of the Boston sky line. It was the most perfect temperature out, and when the sun was setting I thought I was going to burst with happiness and/or cheese. A bottle of wine never hurts, neither does good company. While we were ( Read more... ) -
Introductions
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Public Access
So, Lucy and I are going to make a public access show, airing on DSCTV (Dover-Sherborn Cable Television). We are calling it Back In Sherborn With Lucy and Erica. The opening credits include us "four years ago" in our graduation garb being really excited to leave and then us today coming back into sherborn all dejected. Hilarity insues. My personal ( Read more... ) -
Graduation
So the worst thing about graduation ( Read more... ) -
GRUNDLE!
Okay, so I smoke. It causes cancer. I get that. It is not good for the environment. I get that too. What I don't get is what happened today. Maxine, her friend Emily, and I were sitting outside startbucks enjoying coffee and I was smoking. These ugly, gross women all three with ugly, gross greyhounds came to sit at a table near us. All of a sudden ( Read more... ) -
Shut up and go to bed
I am an idiot. I wanted to be in as little theatre as possible this year and in the next month I am in six performances ( Read more... ) -
Two Days till 22
So it is two days till I am 22. Being legal is so last year ( Read more... ) -
Snakes on your mother.
I saw snakes on a plane. I saw it last night at exactly 10:00 p.m. Eastern Mountain Time. I saw it with Erich Roggenbuck, Michael J. Contini, Jarett Pearlman Karlsberg, and Michelle Perry. I sat down in a theatre that had the distinct smell of body odor. This audience would sporadically (every three seconds) scream some variation of "SNAKES ON A ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Don't listen to Jackson Browne and look at pictures of your friends on facebook. It has the strange sensation of watching a slideshow that some loved one has put together for a a tribute at their funeral. I swear to god.