dramakween2200 (10:36:21 PM): hey tony
dramakween2200 (10:36:25 PM): you totally will not remember
dramakween2200 (10:36:27 PM): but can you at all
dramakween2200 (10:36:32 PM): remember what i was wearing on sunday

rentacop1187 (10:37:00 PM): ......
rentacop1187 (10:37:02 PM): hell no.
rentacop1187 (10:37:08 PM): blue?
rentacop1187 (10:37:10 PM): green?
rentacop1187 (10:37:28 PM): ....something beige with a hint of orange--in fact, you smelled like oranges and were topless
rentacop1187 (10:37:55 PM): black bra with a daquerie in your left hand
rentacop1187 (10:38:13 PM): and a look on your face that made my teeth hurt
rentacop1187 (10:38:22 PM): NO I DON'T REMEMBER!

There are days when everything is fantastic and you realize how much you love your life. Days when you finally come down off your smile-high to post in your online journal about what an awesome time you had at the concert in the park or the party that went 'til 5 am. There are days when you realize you have laughed so much more than usual that you almost want to keep count, or when your favorite tv show is on and you have the people you're closest to over to watch it and yell at the screen with you. There are days like that. There are days when you feel like everything you did was exactly what you wanted to do. There are nights when you fall asleep happy.

As for today?
Today is not one of those days. Today I'm walking around with that need to attack something or someone. I honestly had a full-on daydream about kicking the shit out of a car and leaving it smashed in. Then there's that need to just mount someone and get raunchy. Attack their body. Maybe give a bite or two.
But as for today--I'm pushing all that down. I'm not punching and I'm not fucking.
Tonight, I'm going to bed angry and frustrated and confused.

Alrighty, so that was the first Live Nudes show of the year.
The new people were wonderful, the crowd was wonderful, and I don't think I could have had more fun.

I have to say it felt crazy good to be back up there again, and I'm really glad I got to see Ryan--(keep comin' and squishing my face into your chest, baby!).

...I'm gonna stop now, 'cause I'm on a post-show high, and I don't wanna embarrass myself with all this "oh my god that was fucking great!" junk.

BUT--if you missed it--next show is in 2 weeks. See you there!? WOOO!

Ever wonder why sometimes in plays the text for a yell is written as "aie!?"
And I'm not talking about wolf-like yelps--those surely would be "aie!"
But regular shouting should not be written that way. It's dumb.

Anyway, I'm in Musical Theatre III now, and in the Spring I'll be going to New York City for a whole freaking month to dance my ass off and see shows and crap. I'll be living with Zach and Eric and Pat. AWESOME!
I'm in a very strange mood as of late, and I wish I could explain why. Oh well...Happy birthday to...the thousands of people I know with birthdays around this time! Much love.

OH!

I'm also in Live Nudes again this quarter, so if any of ya'll SD people wanna come see me and the other 11 improv-ers at UCI, our shows are every other friday starting, THAT'S RIGHT, on FRIDAY the 13th. AIEEEEE!!!!

Current Mood: hyper

Some quotable quotes from my first weekend in the new apartment:

"You can run all you want, it's not gonna change your face!" (kevin pease being a douche)
"I can't get a pack of cigarettes without running into nine guys you fucked!" (Boondock Saints)
"We have to get the perfect elephant so we can rule Sydney, Australia!" (Kevin Pease's summary of "The Protector")
"Hey you homos, I'm gonna take ninjitsu." (kieth schriber being a jackass.)

Anyway, the place is amazing, my room and bathroom are huge, everything's new, and i'm basically loving life right now.
I'll post pictures of the place later.
Oh, and if anyone wants to visit, you're more than welcome.

well, i guess this is goodbye for a while, san diego.

i've got a day left here, and then i'm moving into our brand new apartment and re-adjusting to the college life again. (WHOO! party on the 22nd!)
i'm extremely excited to start classes again, and to audition for everything.
i'm not sure what i should sing, and i need to prep my monologues, but i'll get it done.

OH! and if there's anyone interested in a visit, you're always more than welcome, (well, not EVERYone--yeah, i'm talking about you, Ted Bundy. No serial killers allowed...and no dead people either, so you're double-out.)

though it wasn't the best, and working is never too great, i've had a pretty good summer.

you know, i've come to realize how depressing it is to be pulled in by something you were once a part of,
and at the same time, to feel like you don't belong there at all.

it's painful seeing people you know be a part of something that you had nothing to do with.

i wish i knew why it kills me so much.
i guess that's part of why i'm excited to get back to school...
'cause it must be the world in which i belong, since i feel like i've been
i dunno--thrown out of the old world...
perhaps it came too late, or maybe this isn't suppose to happen to everyone,
but everything's disbanded and there becomes less and less to come home to...
and for some reason it's so much more scary now than it was last year.
that's probably because i had more connections to home last time, and now
it's disappearing...though, in some cases :D i hope not completely...
i mean, i know for sure there are some things i'll hold on to...

what's wrong with me?

Oh my god. Why hadn't I seen this one yet?

It's a simple question--a baby could answer it. If you were a hot dog, and you were starving, would you eat yourself?

Alright, i'll probably be horrible at this, but a deal's a deal...

If you comment on this post:

1. I’ll respond with something random about you
2. I’ll challenge you to try something
3. I’ll pick a color that i associate with you
4. I’ll tell you something i like about you
5. I’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. I’ll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. I’ll ask you something I’ve always wanted to ask you
8. If i do this for you, you must post this on yours

i just realized today that i don't really feel like i've spent a whole year in college already.

i mean, i'm at least 1/4 of the way done, but it doesn't even feel like it.

maybe i'm just freakin' out.