Life is muffins & jam.

It's much too late and I have work tomorrow. I decided to be a CD fairy today. I burned a copy of Little Women for Sarah and Little Voice (Sara Bareilles) for Nick and drove about the town dropping them off. I was driving around anyway because I had dinner at the 'rents house. Thank you, 'rents. Sarah is leaving for Detroit tomorrow and then off to Florida for a week where she'll be partaking in some Tigers Spring Training viewing action. I'm a little envious, but what else is new. I don't begrudge her anything. It's not really being envious of her so much as just wishing I did these things. Everytime I see her I learn something else that she does that I want to do but simply don't. She speaks French & German, she salsa dances, she goes to warm climates and sees my tigers, but AHA, I know far more about Tudor history. In yo' face! Yeah that's right, I can tell you all about Henry VIII's 6 wives and the difference between Bloody Mary & Mary Queen of Scots, and where Elizabeth I's body is entombed, etc etc etc. It's how I roll.

Nick wasn't home when I stopped by his house so I just left the CD in between his real door and his screen door because that's where CD fairies leave things. He called me shortly after I pulled away saying that he was nearly there and I should turn around. I did, intending only to stay for a moment, but that was at 9:30 and I did not get home until 1:00. We're exceptionally good at passing time. We told stories of childhood and debated whether to accept facebook friend requests from people we met once 6 years ago. I'm leaning towards no because it seems peculiar that someone I met once 6 years ago is actually interested in my life. I believe they're just interested in collecting people and homey don't play that. Homie? Meh, either way. Now it is past time for me to retire. So long.

Rodney slowed by tendinitis

Ah, but isn't he always. I've never been a fan of Rodney's.

This picture was not taken tonight, but it was taken at Shakespeare's where I was tonight. I smell smoky. It's karaoke night. There were some painfully bad singers.

I'se going to bed now. My tummy hurts. I went to the gym today. Yay!

Lazing on a Tuesday afternoon

Originally I had planned to go grocery shopping this evening. I was going to come home and change my clothes and maybe clean up a bit and then go buy something to cook for dinner. Instead I came home, changed into pajama pants, cleaned up a little bit and then decided it was too cold to go anywhere. I thought maybe I just needed to adjust to the idea so I watched Lost to pass the time. It became clear around 8:40 that I was not going to leave my apartment and so I scavenged in my cupboards & refrigerator, both of which have been pretty bare. This is how I would up eating peas, pineapple and microwave popcorn for dinner. At least I got a vegetable in there. Someday I'm going to learn to be a proper adult.

Here's a picture I took of Lila on Sunday. She's a doll. She's currently a doll with a runny nose, but a doll nonetheless. It was actually her choice to put that bucket over her head. She wandered into the living room to play with the toys and then wandered back out a few minutes later with this bucket as a helmet. It was a l'il bit hilarious. It reminded us of that scene in Parenthood. Where the kid gets his head trapped and keeps saying "hep hep hep" instead of help. Babies are funny.

Now I'm about to pass out from sleepiness & poor nutrition. So long.

I may be small, but I've got giant plans

I don't mean to post so many pictures of me, but on these days when I don't actually have any pictures to share pictures of me seem to be the go to ones on account of it's my blog. I need to start taking better pictures of better things.

Today I was ubercranky at work. No good reason - just how it was.

After work I showered and called Nick. We went to Atis' house to pick up the sweater I left there during the party. Then we had dinner and sang for awhile. Then we went to watch others bowl. Then Molly, Nick & I went back to Nick's house and sang. A lot. I love to sing.

Now it's far beyond my bedtime, but I had to write because I missed yesterday. I was just mentioning to Jane the other day what a slippery slope it was.

buggery

Something weird happened with my computer and now my whole entry is gone. I'll blog about today tomorrow. No picture. Angry at computer.

They don't know you've already lived on the other side of the galaxy.

I've been thinking about that PostSecret I made at Terese's house a couple weeks back. I believe it was "I dream of running away everyday." Lately, I'm feeling that hardcore. I dream of running away from winter, from my job, from my irrational fear of people disliking me, etc. It never happens though because it's winter and it's hard to work up much motivation to do anything in winter especially something as full of effort as running away. Think of the repercussions. Too much work. I do wish I would stop caring about whether people like me or not, it's just a waste of time.

Only one more show to go. We had a good crowd tonight. They laughed a lot and got several of the jokes that whiz over heads. Ma famille came. I saw them out of the corner of my eye in the first scene but was determined not to look at them. Periodically I would hear my mom or grandpa laugh. Dad & the grandmas are more silent laughers I suppose. They seemed to enjoy it though.

Afterwards was Gary's party. He served tater tots because they were a "hot ticket item" at Cece's party. Gary's pretty funny. We played Balderdash during which I made up several genius movie plots that I plan to contact Hollywood about right away. Now I'm done with this day and ready to sleep to the next. Nighty night.

There once was a girl from Nantucket

Today was the start of the last weekend of our show. Only two performances left and I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself once it's all over. I imagine I'm going to get very bored. I tried spending two evenings by myself this week and it was just about more than I could bear. I suppose I'll make do though. I really don't have a choice. Eventually I will learn to be productive and entertain myself again. This really has been a lot of fun though.

Here is a picture of my costumes & name tag. That's how I know they're mine - the name tag. Tonight was our sponsor show. Apparently our sponsor was some credit union who's workers laugh in odd spots and repeat the bits that are funny to them out loud. That's cool. Right before the curtain went up I realized I had forgotten a large portion of my opening monologue, but once the lights were on me it came right out of my mouth without any problem. My brain's a tricky little devil.

We went to Burdick's after the show. Sometimes Burdick's is exceptionally lame, but apparently sometimes it's wicked fun. Tonight turned out to be the most fun I've had at Burdick's and I think it's because there weren't as many people there. There were just enough for it to be fun without being overwhelming and driving me to silence.

This is Greg. Turns out Burdick's has one of those eat-the-enormous-burger-get-a-free-shirt dealies. Greg did eat that enormous burger and he did get that shirt. It was kind of impressive, a little gross, but mostly impressive. It also teaches us all a valuable lesson about what perserverence & determination can get you. It gets you a t-shirt that says "I got BOMBED at Burdick's" and a slightly queasy feeling. Remember that.

Now it's sleeping time again. One more work day this week.

The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced me to tears.

Here's a large fuzzy picture of Polanco. I didn't take it today. I didn't take any pictures today. I took several in my head. One of my headlights shining in the window of the new inhabitants of the ground floor apartment as they watched TV and I laughed at my shining on them, one of Noodles & Co. where I bought mac & cheese for dinner against my better judgement, one of creepy man in U of M coat smoking outside my apartment building, etc. I said hi to creepy man and he ignored me. That's how wolverines roll.

My day was pretty dull. I did a lot of work today which was a nice change of pace. I essentially spent the whole day alone though which makes me dreadfully bored. I tried to watch American Idol but it never really holds my attention so I watched Dexter on the laptop instead.

I need to stop wasting time. There are several things I need to accomplish but I spend my days lazing about. Well, not much day left. I'm off to accomplish sleep.

Thanks fer noticin' me...

It's a little bit crazy. I spend one night all by my lonesome and I start feeling sad & friendless. That's just silly. I chose to be by my lonesome. I should stand strong in my decision and rejoice for alone time is lovely. I guess I'm just out of practice.

These are my dishes. I was going to take a before and after picture and show the world how productive I had been. I sort of crapped out half way through. The dishes are a work in progress. I did get through all of the basics (ie plates, silverware, dishes, bowls, drinking glasses) but the big ticket items (skillet, cookie sheets, cutting boards) those will have to wait until tomorrow.

So, I was just going to go to bed early tonight, but I think I'll go watch some Dexter instead. I haven't seen him for awhile.

Mary does not have mono

... so why do I have such a hard time getting up? Why do I feel like I'm going to pass out from exhaustion throughout the day? Must be the winter doldrums. Boo. This is actually me at work last Thursday, but I'm sure I could've taken the exact same picture today. I was wearing the same scrub top and everything. I was tardy for work today as I woke up at 8:08 with my clock radio playing softly in the background. I ocassionally feel like my life is falling apart and this morning was one of those times. Everyone was understanding and no one gave me a hard time about it, but I still felt awful that I showed up so late. It's not my way.

Nick & I went out for dinner at Theo & Stacey's tonight. I felt like family dining. Sometimes I love family dining because there are no expectations or judging. You just show up as you are and sit there eating hamburgers. Yes, you smell strongly of grease afterwards, but it doesn't matter. Family dining is just dining, nothing more or less. It's a fun place to hide when you're not feeling pretty or want to go back to the effortless days of childhood because chances are the restaurant has not changed that much since you were, in fact, a child in the 80's. Afterwards we went to Nick's house and watched two more episodes of Supernatural. It was lovely. No effort, no chores, just chillin' like a villain. If villains did the whole family dining & TV thing.

Now I'm off to fetch my backup alarm clock. It will not happen again, oh no, it will not happen again.

Light as paper, we'll soar.

This picture displays that no matter how throughly I rub my eyes with that makeup remover or wash my face, the eye makeup refuses to come off completely. It also displays my need for an eyebrow wax.

I was late to the show today. Maddie, Sarah, & Kelly all called me in between 1:10 - 1:15 to find out where I was and make sure I wasn't dead or sleeping. I had fallen asleep and that was the problem. I originally woke up around 9:17 to Brandon telling me he was leaving and then we went out to breakfast. I came back around 10:30 thinking that I would gather laundry and maybe wash dishes. Nope, I chose to play on facebook for a minute and then fall asleep again. I didn't wake up until 12:35 and then decided to take a shower even though I knew I didn't have time. No matter though. I made it and got ready remarkably quickly I thought.

Afterwards I went to the 'rents house to visit & wash the aforementioned laundry. Dad asked me to stop at Hardings on my way and it wasn't until I was walking in the store that I caught my reflection in the glass door and remembered I still had my pretty face on. Ugh, I skulked through Hardings with my head down hoping no one would notice my garish makeup as they would not know where I had come from nor understand. They would just think that I thought that was how it was worn. I know you shouldn't really care what strangers think as they're strangers, but in instances where I know I would judge me if I were a stranger it makes me uneasy. I really did look tacky.

Now, alas, the weekend is over and I have to get some rest so I can start a whole new work week tomorrow.

You don't know about my poisonous drool

Brandon & Emily came to the show tonight. They were only mildly amused. It seemed the whole audience tonight was only mildly amused so I suppose they picked the correct night to come. I do appreciate them coming though. So, yay for them. After the show some of the cast went to see "Slush" at the Whole Art. I did not. I went to Food Dance with Brandon & Emily to eat dessert. The problem with being lazy about taking my makeup off is that when I go out with the normals instead of the theatre folk I don't blend in as well. At Food Dance I was just random girl with whoreface.

I went to Panera & Super Suppers earlier in the day with my mom and sisters. At Panera we were discussing anal fissures over our sandwiches and I was fine with it. Then Kristin found a booger on Sarrah's shoulder that had (hopefully) come from one of her small children. Anal fissures I'm good with but this baby booger made me feel like vomiting a little. Funny how that happens. My sisters also came to the show tonight. I don't know how amused they were as they snuck out at talkback, but I saw them and they waved at me and cheered when I went up for curtain call.

Now it's sleeping time.

Let's pretend we're riding on a kite.

I'm very sleepy. It is far past my bedtime. So this will be brief. Kendra & Pete slept here last night so I went into work a little later than usual. I got there at 11:00 and took a half hour lunch and then went about business as usual. Not to much to say.

show went fairly well tonight I think. Some of my girls from work said they were going to come and I think a few other friends may have been there too because during curtain call I heard someone shouting out my name and it didn't sound like the work girls, but maybe it was. I love it when people cheer louder because they know me. It makes me feel special like "hey, I know people and they like me well enough to come see this show and cheer." That's it in a nutshell.

Party afterwards was at Cece's. It was partyrific. I enjoy parties and I especially enjoy them with this cast as they are superfun. My pictures are as follows. Me pointing and Kelly & Jane in the dressing room. That is all. Deal with it. Yo.

Charlie bit me.

Lately it feels like work is getting in the way of my life. It's really a rather ridiculous feeling though considering work helps facilitate the life I'm living. Without my job I would be without money which would make me without several important things such as a living space, a car, food, etc. Still though...

Today was not my most productive day. I did several important work things such as put together Dr. Webb's charts for next week and answer the phone and filing. However, I also did things like show my coworkers the "Charlie bit me" video and put stickers on some of their backs. It was a weird humdrum day.

As for the play, we didn't have a brush-up rehearsal this week so we just went in tonight and did it. It was fine, but it was all very low key. The energy was down and there wasn't much of an audience. The audience we did have was fairly quiet for the most part. Kendra & Pete came though and they seemed to enjoy it. I heard them laughing sometimes and it made me feel glad that I had lured laughing audience members instead of the lame ducks surrounding them.

Afterwards we went to O.P. Not much to say about it. I think I may have left my scarf there but I got distracted and I think maybe it's too late to call now. I'll call tomorrow as it is my favorite scarf and I want it. Now it's time for sleeping. Only one more day and it's the weekend. The weekend never gets in the way of my life.

I wike tuwrtles

I went over to Nick's house when I got bored this evening. We watched a couple of episodes of Supernatural. It made me feel scared when I had to leave and go out into the dark cold and then to this apartment all by my lonesome. Especially because one of the episodes played out the hitchhiking dead girl urban legend. I kept being afraid she was going to pop up in my backseat. She didn't though. Mainly because I kept saying "I wike tuwrtles!" over and over because I'm pretty sure nothing creepy can happen when you're giving the creep such a stupid setup line. Then I got home and turned on all the lights. I checked each room for a creepy crawly by popping my head in with a questioning "I wike tuwrtles?" I seem to be safe here.

Kendra showed me a youtube video that made me bust a gut. Go to youtube and search 'charlie bit me' or something of that nature. You won't regret it. Unless you regret laughter and hate the joy that children can bring.

I cleaned up my apartment a bit today. Not enough considering Kendra & Pete are coming tomorrow, but more than it was before. They most likely won't need any silverware or dishes anyway. My hands look like the dessert in The Land Before Time. I'm lotion bound. I wike tuwrtles, lotion, do you wike tuwrtles?

Well you know they're gonna try.

Here's a picture of me from last night with an unsettling number of chins. I'm with the red button at the bowling alley. Molly grabbed my finger and forced me to press the red button and it made me startled and fear horrible things were going to happen. All that actually happened was that it turned the light on above our table. They shouldn't make light switches red. It makes them seem far more dangerous than they are.

I didn't really do much today but I kind of loved it. I worked all day and then stopped at the good ol' D & W for some food on the way home. Then I fell asleep for a little while and then I watched American Idol and made dinner. Then I laid around for awhile. I should've cleaned my apartment since Kendra & Pete are coming on Thurs. but I didn't. Oh well, there's always tomorrow. I almost forgot to blog. but then I did. but I didn't have any pictures. So I used one from yesterday of me & red button & several chins.

I auditioned for a play on Sunday and didn't get called back. I'm mostly relieved because I think it was a little insane to consider doing two shows back to back. I'm so tired lately. I need recovery time. At the same time I was a little indignant. Hey, my acting is fine, yo. Some people have even told me they enjoy it. Yes, they were (and are) related to me but whatev. I guess I just wasn't what he was looking for, yet still, I haven't not gotten called back since... I think it was "Oliver" at Comstock which was back in '00. Clearly this is good for me. It's character building. Well, that's all. I'm going to go build my character through sleep.

I'd rather be sailing, yes I would

Here's that skeen of yarn I was talking about the other day. I figured as long as it was on the computer now we might as well look at it. It's just sitting there in the crosswalk at the corner of Westnedge and Plaza. I wonder what that woman did when she realized it was gone. I hope she wasn't too upset.

There was no rehearsal tonight. For the first evening in several weeks I just had me time. Well, of course I panicked and called Nick. He then helped me rid myself of any alone time which I seem to be unable to handle without copious amounts of boredom lately. I don't know what I'll do when this show is completely over. At any rate, we met at Meijer and then prepared a lovely dinner which is pictured below. We watched American Gladiators. There was a girl named Venus on there that we found to be quite annoying so I took to referring to her as Penis because it was funny to me even though she wasn't really very mannish.

After those hijinks we headed to Harpo's for some bowling with some others we know. I'm worse at bowling then I used to be. Back in my heyday I got a turkey once. Yes, it was a fluke, but it still happened. After bowling, Nick somehow tricked Kenny into bringing a dessert he had made back to Nick's house for people to eat. We did eat said dessert and it was delicious. Those are all the facts. Now I must sleep.

It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

I didn't take any pictures today. I should've, but alas... It was a strange day. To start out I woke up much later than I expected. I didn't wake up until 3:00 pm. I don't think I've ever slept that late in my whole life. I had slept through 3 phone calls and lord knows what else. This is impressive because usually I'm not such a heavy sleeper. I must've been really tired. Also I had stayed up until 5am watching Dexter. That show is really growing on me.

I met Nick at Panera for food around 4:00. Molly Senne joined us shortly after. I had soup & sandwich. I love soup and sandwich. I lost track of time and didn't wind up leaving there until 6:30 and so I was nearly tardy for some auditions I had told Sarah & Kelly I would meet them at today. I made it though and gave a mediocre audition. I would be more upset about it but part of me feels already validated being currently in a show and therefore not too worried. I saw a girl there I knew from my childhood, but I didn't say hello to her because I wasn't sure she would remember me. It was a little peculiar. She never seemed the theatre type. Meh, what do I know, I was only a child.

Now I'm going to go to sleep despite being awake such a very short time today. My head aches.

my heavy heart sinks deep down under you

Another time when I shouldn't be writing a blog entry. Sometimes when I'm with people for awhile and then I come back here to my little messy apartment all alone I start feeling hopelessly lonely. I'm not really sure that having a roommate would help though. I suppose I shall blame the standard lack of sleep.

The only picture I took today was of some yarn in the road, at the corner of Westnedge and that street that I currently can't think of the name of in front of Chili's & Mr. B's. A woman who was crossing the street at the light dropped it. A whole skeen of perfectly good yarn. I rolled down my window and yelled "You dropped your yarn!...woman?" but she never heard me. She just kept walking and there was nothing I could do because I certainly couldn't jump out of my car on Westnedge and run after her. I felt bad because I knew she would go looking for it later and never know what happened to it.

It was a peculiar day. I didn't do much. At the show I jinxed myself and wound up saying "Good evening, good evening and welcome to..." again. Lame. There was a cast party afterwards. Turns out I can muscle through a bottle of Corona. I'm trying to develop a taste for beer. It's not going very well. I think two Coronas would be a bit much, but I did make it through one. It seems like everyone around me is making some sort of love connection or love connection possibility and yet I am, as always, left alone. People like me ok. No one wants to date me but I sure am ok! That's why this picture is of me looking away. It's symbolic and meaningful. If you don't get it, well, then you just don't get it. Too bad there are other people in it, it really weakens the artistic nature. They are not symbolic. ONLY ME! I'm sleepy now and will feel less lonely in the morning.

Another Opening, Another Show

I decided to bang out a short little entry early today as my past several entries have been written when I was very tired ergo in poor spirits. Things are really not that bad lately, I'm just run down. I'm like a 3 year old in that lack of sleep means lack of rationale and any attempt at it. Tonight is opening night. Here's hoping I can get through the opening monologue without jinxed myself and welcoming people anywhere. I'm not supposed to welcome them, but only greet them with an emphatic "Good evening!"

This picture wasn't taken today, but a couple of days ago when the gloves I was given had hole issues. I have since been given different gloves which still have a few hole issues but nothing so severe. My nose won't stop running. That's irritating.

Work is boring lately. I feel like I'm never getting anything done and yet I must be because I'm not really running behind. There were a few projects that I was putting off for awhile but then someone else was looking for something to do so I pawned them off on them. It was sweet. So, at any rate, everyone in the world should come see "Shakespeare in Hollywood" as I believe it is rather amusing. I will not welcome you, but I will greet you, so do it! Now I have to go.

but my smile still stays on

I feel sad. To show my sadness I chose to let the most boring picture of the day represent in this entry. It's of my neighbors "stoop." They like to leave shoes and garbage in the hallway so I have to look at them every time I go in and out of my apartment. Grr, neighbors, that ain't cool

I nearly fell asleep at work again and DID fall asleep on my afternoon break. I don't even care anymore.

Tonight was invited dress for my show. I invited my sister and Jeremy. They enjoyed the show and then we were going to get dessert. We went to Burdick's and there were too many people so Sarrah & Jeremy pretended to leave but actually just went off and had dessert by themselves in a faraway booth. That made me feel sad and mad, but they were gone by the time I found out that they hadn't left, so it was too late anyway. The waiter forgot to put in my order for chicken fingers so that my food didn't come out until just about everyone else was done eating. I was feeling very ornery by the end of the evening. I left just about as soon as my check was paid. Tallis walked me to my car which was very polite as usually people take more of the "So long! Try not to get raped in the alley!" stance. Two strange men shouted at us as we were walking. Last night a strange man shouted at us as well. I don't know what's going on with strange men shouting but I'm not really a fan.

I need sleep. I trust no one.

Monospots & Strep Swabs, Oh My.

Despite not going out last night, I had the worst time getting up this morning. I was tired all day and may have even dozed off once or twice. I didn't feel very well and so therefore it was strongly suggested to me by some of the girls in the office that I have one of the Drs. look me over. Dr. Hanvan looked down my throat and said "Well, it does look kind of beefy in there" and noticed that it was swollen, but said there were none of the white spots that usually indicated strep. All the same I was sent to the lab to get tested for mono & strep. They were able to tell me I didn't have mono within 15 minutes or so but the strep swab had to be sent downtown. I don't think I have strep, but I'll be glad to know for sure. I'm pretty sick of sore throats.

This picture is of Amy's desk. Today was her birthday so some of the girls decorated her desk and then they bought her a boquet of tulips & a massage. The only thing that happened on my birthday was that Mikka made me a cake and no one knew why. It makes me not inclined to go all out for anyone's birthday except Mikka's. I don't begrudge Amy anything though and do wish her a very happy birthday.

Today at rehearsal I was late for places due to some wig mishaps. When I finally got into my spot I had a coughing fit and then all of a sudden it was time for a monologue. Of course I instantly forgot all my lines and stumbled through quite crappily, which really oughtn't happen being as my monologue opens the show and sets the scene. The problem was I didn't even get my first line right. I just said "Welcome to...." and spread my arms wide as that deer-in-the-headlights look fell upon my face. I'm supposed to start out with "Good evening, good evening..." Anyway, no matter, it was bound to happen sooner or later.

After rehearsal we went to Shakespeare's for karoke night to see the legendary Brandi. Sadly, Brandi was not there tonight and but some of my people did get up and sing jaunty renditions of such classics as Santeria, Redneck Woman, & Dead or Alive. Now, it is well past time to sleep.

where you hang your hat

I got home at the very reasonable hour of 10:00 tonight. I planned on maybe eating a little something and then watching TV. Those are two of my favorite things. They symbolize that I have time that is my own, time to waste, but alas, I wasted the time uploading photos to facebook. Now it's much later and I watched no TV and did not eat a thing. Now it's time for sleeping and I won't get anymore time to waste for several days. It's my own choice of course, but still... I'm getting a l'il sleepy.

The show seems to be going well. We've gotten a few new people in to watch it within the past week and they all seem to laugh and enjoy it. The real test will be invited dress on Thursday. Ever since I've been sick I've nixed actually kissing Brian so as to limit the spreadage of germs. We put it back in today though and I felt a lot better about the whole party scene. Lately, I've been agonizing about my character and how she doesn't have a journey and I feel like everything that I'm doing is crap, but everything's falling into place now. Sometimes I forget to just commit to my choices. It's important to commit, otherwise it's just a waste of time.

I'm going to take a Zicam and turn in. Tomorrow's another day. P.S. I didn't take that picture. Kelly DiPisa did, but I liked it better than mine so I stole it. I'm a bandit.

The lamess

I feel exceptionally lame lately. I don't know how to stop. I think I need to do something majorly unlame to prove to myself that I'm not the lamess. I'll work on that. When you separate the word lamess, you get la mess, which would also be an excellent descriptor of my mood at this moment. La MESS. I think I need sleep.

I forgot to take pictures today, but just happened to sneak a couple in at the end. We went to Gallagher's after rehearsal. Brian got a huge mountain of nachos & Michael P. was left with only a sad little plate of cheesesticks. I had the Irish Stew. I enjoy stew.

I'm going to go dream of a solution to my lameness problem. Where's my emmineffer chi, yo? Where is it?

Tech Day

Today was tech day. Last night I was saying to Nick how I never really have any memories of tech days. They simply pass and I decided I was really going to try to remember this one just for tech day memories in the future. Really all I gleaned from this one is why I never remember them. They're painfully dull and I get cranky about halfway through so that when my pencil that should never disappear from the props table disappears again I lash out a random passers by. At any rate, our show is really nice to look at and I think it's really funny so everyone should come see it. I would say that even if I wasn't in it. Truth be told, I'm not in it for large chunks of it so you know I mean it.

I stopped and visited the Riddles shortly after and then picked up some laundry at the rents' house. Now I'm home and my day has been soooo long that I don't even feel like making it longer by discussing it. Adieu.

I'm unusually hard to hold on to

I'm up quite a bit later than I intended to be. It was a fairly simple Saturday. I went out to breakfast with Nick and then we stopped at Old Navy where I set off the anti-theft device while walking into the store again. Not sure why that happens to me. Not a fan of it.

The middle part of the day was spent doing laundry and showing my mom the wonders of youtube.

A little after 8:00 I headed to the Chopshop, which might actually be called the Chophouse, to meet some of the girls from work . Mikka said they were going to have live music. Said live music turned out to be one guy with curly-blond-Weird-Al-like locks and an electric keyboard who warbled his way through such hits as "I've got friends in low places" and an interesting rendition of Coldplay's "Clocks."

Nick came after a bit and somehow we wound up on an spontaneous (unintoxicating) bar crawl. We started at Chopshop and from there moved on to the Epic Bistro. We were at the Epic Center to meet Adam Carter who then led us to the Union and from there a small group went to Tradewinds because Nathan works there. Tradewinds is some kind of special. It's a shabby little gay bar that reeks of smoke and has it's dance floor hiding behind caged walls. Also, they celebrate Mardi Gras on Saturday instead of Tuesday, it's how they roll. The most special thing about Tradewinds though is this mirror they keep between the two urinals. Here we have Adam demonstrating what you might see of him if you happened to be standing at the opposite urinal. Classy.

Now I must get my beauty rest. Tomorrow is tech day and I don't want to be tired for sitting around all day.

Month 2: A fairly bright start.

Today was my second day back at work and we celebrated by having a potluck. Secretly, the potluck was actually in celebration of the Superbowl. We were told we could wear our favorite team's jersey to work. I chose my Tigers jersey because they are my favorite team. This is a picture of me stirring my weenies. It was the most successful potluck (for me personally) ever. I made an actual item and people seemed to enjoy it and they even asked me for the recipe which was amazingly simple. A child could do it. I could do it. I felt very pleased that I had actually made an effort and it was worth it. Here's to making more effort to do things properly in the future.


The day itself was rather dull for the most part. Just like every Friday I tried to focus on my work bu failed 87% of the time and instead did things like take pictures of me pretending to staple my hand. It's my hand in a my stapler. Get it?

Around 4:55, I was chatting with Mikka when Amy came up and discretely (and oh so mysteriously) handed me a folded up piece of paper. I unfolded it to see my beloved Snark with a gag in his mouth on what appeared to be a vast expanse of upholstery. There was a note written on it (in Erica's handwriting by-the-by) that said something to the effect of, "Help, Mommy! I've been kidnapped and unless you find me today I'll die." Well, I've never heard Snark refer to me in such terms and I wasn't sure how he would die, but I certainly wasn't going to risk it because he meant so much to me. The kidnapper was tricky, but I knew that upholstery and so I jumped up proclaiming "I know that upholstery!" and rushed to Dr. Webb's office. Snark was not still in the chair, but I found him nearby, perched in a ficus, with the gag still in his mouth. Apparently he had be kidnapped while I was out sick and I had never even noticed. I am a bad friend to him. Sorry, l'il guy.

After work came rehearsal where I had was of those odd times where I felt like no one liked me and I was irritating myself. I blame the Zicam. It's chalky discs are messing with my sensibilities. However after rehearsal we went to Food Dance and it was a very fine time. Then Nick & Molly Senne came and some of us headed over to a party where there was fun to be had in making PostSecrets. Mine was that I dream about running away at least once everyday. Nick said that wasn't a secret. Now it's time for sleeping.