Wednesday, October 27, 2004
| BACK FROM THE DEAD AKA SPOOOOOOKY HALLOWEEN TITLE
Well here I am! Long time no write, eh? I’ve been quite busy in my part of the world. The play I co-wrote went up this past weekend. It was the most work I’ve ever done for a theatre type project and I must say that all of the dedication and discipline paid off in the end. The show was very well received and we even sold out a few of the performances. Needless to say, we made some cash and were very happy with the way things turned out. The material was very personal to each of us and our performances reflected that. All in all, I can’t believe that six months of preparation led up to this past weekend. It’s all over now and while I’m so happy to have the break from never ending rehearsals, I’m a little sad that it’s done. Nature of the beast, I guess. In other news, Paul and I are readying ourselves for the big “move in” on December 1st. We will start looking at apartments over the next week. We are hoping for a nice and classy place in the West Village or surrounding areas. I’m so excited to have a new place to decorate and call my own. After five years of being with my boyfriend, we are very overdue for this move. Paul’s finally getting excited about it and every night we say things like “In our NEW place, it will always be clean” or “When we move IN together, we will throw parties and walk around naked whenever we want”. It’s going to be super great. At the same time, I’m busy planning my trip to Europe for Christmas. My parents, Paul and I are spending Christmas with my brother in Germany. Then Paul and I will tour some random country (probably Amsterdam) for a couple of days. The trip will finish with us reuniting with my parents and brother in Paris for New Years. Quite exciting for this kid who has never been out of the country before. I just received my passport in the mail, so I’m all set to go! Got some big months coming up and I couldn’t be more thrilled about everything that will follow. In other news: I’m DYING (yes, pun intended) to see the new horror flick Saw. I’m going to bring a chainsaw into the movie theatre and slice off anybody’s head that I want. It’s the whole point afterall. I’m ELATED that Ashlee Simpson was proven to be a lip-synching fool on SNL. It couldn’t have happened to a more deserving, no talent asshole. The Presidential Election is less than a week away! FINALLY. If I have to hear Bush call Kerry a wishy washy douchebag any more, I might puke all over myself. This year has been a political mess and I’m ready to find out what the fate of our country will be for the next four years. BRING IT ON. I stepped in dog shit yesterday and didn’t realize it until this morning at work. Last night I ended up hanging out with some random hippies and we all kept saying how much they smelled. Logical deduction, right? Well, this morning the stench was still pricking my nostrils. I checked out the bottom of my left shoe to find concrete dog shit welded into the cracks. Poor hippies. They probably smelled like patchouli or organic free range chicken. And the whole time we thought they smelled like dog shit. Ah well. So Lindsay Lohan has been in the hospital with a fever and headache for days. Wouldn’t it be SO fucking cool if she died? Only cuz her life would be cut very short. And that’s always tragic and enjoyable when it happens to big boobed, adorable little starlets. My little hamster “Poopsie” died the other night. Paul and I were like “What’s that strange smell? (what’s with me and bad smells lately?)” I went in to check on Pupes and he was sleeping, with the fishes. I cried two tears and clapped my hands in some weird fashion – everyone handles shock in different ways. I tend to clap. I had a huge fight with my boss last Thursday that resulted in me walking out. It was the opening night of my play and I decided to come in an hour late. Well, much to my surprise, coming in an hour late warrants a verbally abusive beratement in front of co-workers. Well, at 27 years old, I’m not going to stand for that type of disrespect and garbage. I looked my fat ass boss right in the face and told him that he fucked up for the last time. Don’t worry, I made sure that the rest of my co-workers were on my side. Now, at my request, he’s not allowed to be in a room alone with me. TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING PSYCHO. I guess that’s it for today. So tired, can’t wait for my napskis. I’m going to dream of pizza covered clouds and French fry shaped stars. I’ll probably incorporate blue cheese into the dream at some point. I mean, PUHLEASE. Happy Wednesday! |
