Roman's Dead

Car has really bad ideas.

Matt Wells is going to grace my sister wives and I for what is bound to be an unforgettable Easter celebration. Dance parties, coloring eggs, passion plays. All in a weekend's work with Mr. Wells. All you other unfortunate motherfuckers who can't be there should be super jealous and try your hardest to get out here.

I'm starting to feel the longing for my friends on the East Coast. August 3-8 I will be in New Hampshire, but I don't think that I'll be able to get to Pennsylvania unfortunately. But anyone who wants to make a trek to New Hampshire on any day but the 6th when my best friends get married to each other, they can feel free.

My bed is currently broken so I had to sleep in the chair last night and Liz gets up at the asscrack of dawn for work, and I heard her get out of bed, adjust the thermostat and then I don't remember anything else. I slept through all of her morning preparations which includes making some delicious, slightly complicated breakfast (normally). I just slept right through it. Weird. I guess I'm a little over tired.

Tonight I will be doing my 2nd performance with Curious Comedy at Open Court at 8 PM. Come one and all! Everyone can play!!

I miss you all.

Sunflower Seeds

confusing. confusing. confusing.

life.

i remembered this one time when i "acted on the stage" at jesus college tonight. such a great story. i miss everyone.

Good Gravy

This week has been a bit of a downer, but the weekend has made a turn for the better.

I sold a bunch of Power Plays this week, but I'm pretty tired of pushing it on people.

I chickened out of playing at the theatre last night which I do regret, but there's always next week.

I had one of the funniest conversations about frosting and ice cream I think I have ever had.

Hopefully tonight will include good people and some pints at the Black Cat.

And maybe naptime.

FRIDAY

BAD CHOICES.

but at least i have good friends and awesome roommates.

now to cuddle with luna.

Lady Marmalade

Remember how great Moulin Rouge is? I just re-watched it for the first time in years. It was wonderful.

I perform tonight for reals for a real performance. IMPROV BITCHES. i feel better than i did when i wrote my previous entry.

Also, PAM IS HERE.

Life is good.

i don't want to do improv today.

I love my house.

LIZ YOU ARE NOW NUMBER ONE ON MY LINKS. BE HAPPY.

and thornton is a fuzzy.

the end.

I don't think that turtle looks beautiful right now

It has come to my attention that Liz has a way better job than I do. Her stories are way better.

I really want to seriously try writing things that are awesome. So I may start using this as a way to do that. But we shall see.

Yesterday I was so sick I threw up. It has literally been YEARS since I threw up (without the influence of alcohol) from being sick. It was gross. I spent all day sleeping and sipping water and by about 6 I was pretty much back to normal. I cannot even begin to say how happy I am it was only a 24 hour bug. I hate being sick, especially when the biggest symptom is nausea.

Car spends more time yelling at her turtles than she does anything else. I swear. But it's not a bad thing, I'm just saying it's the truth. Now I have to prepare myself for a physical beat down for mentioning her name in my widely read blog. If I don't update for a while, it's because she broke my fingers. One by one. Maybe roller derby IS a good idea for her.

The sun is shining. I should go for a walk.