I bitched about the cold and I'll bitch about the hot. By the time my roommate Chris and I got to work this morning our shirts were soaked through. After using the air conditioner in our apartment for two weeks, our bill jumped $40. It doesn't cool down at night like it does in the Bay Area. I feel like showering four times a day ( Read more... )

I along with two of my roommates, work at the box office of the Bank of America Pavilion, which is akin to the Shoreline Amphitheatre. It's a neat venue: it's outside, on the harbor, has concession stands not unlike you might find at a ballpark, and an enormous tent covers the seating and stage area. She holds somewhere in the neighborhood of ( Read more... )

...the Tax Man giveth back ( Read more... )

They say there's wreckage washing up ( Read more... )

Hi, guys. This may be a long entry. It also might be a short entry. It might also be a standard-length entry that takes me ages to write and thus feels like a long entry. I make no guarantees and shall not be held to any standards of length ( Read more... )

Check it out, bitches:

http://www.officiallondontheatre.co.uk/news/display/cm/contentId/88978

There's this theatre production class I've been made to take as part of my minor that basically takes young College of Fine Arts kids and uses them as nonpaid crew for CFA's mainstage productions. We all get assigned different tasks (everything from wardrobe to run to management), and I've been assigned to work front-of-house (the absolute minimum ( Read more... )

I found out a few hours ago I'm going to London in the fall.

Anyone wanna visit? :)

Yo ( Read more... )

We had a lovely party tonight to mark the end of a week of torturous exams and papers and the beginning of a week of few cares. It's now 2.30; I have to be up at 5 and will at that time probably still be feeling the effects of what I had tonight, but that's fine. Nor Cal, here I come, right back where I started from.