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.