Hmm.

I hate my job in Halcyon Days, but I love the show and Sean. I still need to get preshow and a curtain call for it, but that shouldn't be too hard with all night at the internet. I'm both excited and ready to get it the hell over with.

My kitty is so snuggly. I will never be able to live without cats.

Zoe's birthday party was lovely. It's always fun to talk to people you don't expect to. I wish my post-party shenanigans had not fallen through, but I think tomorrow night will work. I'm sad, but not too terribly bent out of shape.

Waves of love to Kaya, if she reads this. I hope you are rested and better.

Still obsessed with that band. I have their CD if anyone wants it.

Time for a walk, I think. Come to my play!

Jesus

that was freaky. So, I was on my walk, listening to music and feeling pretty cocky. I was right at the intersection next to thriftway, when I saw a car coming, so I hurried to cross the street so I wouldn't have to wait for it. After a few steps, I realized the car had stopped moving at the intersection, then, as I kept walking and watching it out of the corner of my eye, I saw it turn and start to slowly drive towards me. It was kind of crappy looking with cardboard over the windows in the back. There was plenty of room for a body. I was basically scared shitless, and started dialing 911 on my phone in my pocket, but kept walking hoping they weren't actually driving towards me. The car pulled up next to me and stopped, and I started to walk a little faster. I felt like an idiot- what was I doing out walking at three in the goddamn morning? I couldn't run home, it was up a giant hill. I hit send on my phone as I watched a giant man get out of a truck and start to walk towards me. My phone was raised almost to my ear when he, 5 or so steps away from me, said "Freeway? You tell me how to get to freeway?"

Good grief.

Family Parties

can actually be fun. All it takes is a vodka tonic right off the bat. and not putting up with shit, apparently. I will miss my cousin while she is in California.

I've been very lost the past couple days, as always after the end of the quarter (and the whole massive crash and burn at the end has helped a lot). Birthday party tomorrow though! I love birthday parties. How can you not have fun?

Halcyon Days is a... challenge. I will not be sad at all to put it to rest. It's a great show though, you all should see it. Bathhouse, next two saturdays at 2:00 and sundays at 7:00. I'm not in it, but my voice is (sadly- don't do voiceovers while sick).

God walking at night is so awesome. As long as your coat is comfy and your music good, it's easily the best time of day for it. I will go do that now.

Good lord

This band is making me so stupidly happy. Lovely.

I have always wondered what it felt like to give up.

There is less relief than I had hoped there would be. It just feels sort of icky and sad, like a stomache flu that you just want to go away.

Oh well. Life goes on.

I'm so awesome at procrastinating.

If procrastinating were an olympic sport, I could bring home the gold every goddamn time. Only 11 hours left until this sound has to be ready! Thank god for tea and dragonforce.

I have to wonder if I'll ever learn to manage my time.

School

should end after junior year. But no one should tell anyone until the year ends. We have to keep pretending as a society that there IS a senior year, or it won't work. Because, see, if you're never actually a senior, you can't get senioritus. I think that would be a wonderful gift to give future generations.

I sort of have to wonder (given how long it's been) if anyone will actually read this.

It is 4:46 AM as I type these words, yay insomnia. I wanted to go to bed earlier, because I was sick this morning, but I spent so much time sleeping today that I had to get out. I went on a walk, which turned into going to Katie's house to talk and watch TV. There's something very freeing about walking around at night. Also, the movie American Pie (even if it was the crappy TV edit) will always hold a very special place in my heart. Thank you, Jake and Alex, for broadening my third grade mind.

I sort of want to try to recap what has been going on the past few months, but that sounds boring. I've basically just done far too much theater and not nearly enough schoolwork. I can't help but try to milk this year for all it's worth, because it's the last for many things.

That's ir probably enough for now. I have papers to write and Halcyon Days sound to do.

I kept telling myself I would do something special for my hundreth post,

and now it's almost March. Bad call, perhaps. Hi.

Woah

I need to learn to savor my champage. Wheeeeeeeeeee!

And then it was over.

I never thought that I would miss these kids so much. And it's only been like an hour, good grief. Easily the best of the BXPEs. If I can't work on this play next year in some form I'm going to have to kill someone who can and impersonate them.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I never thought I would say this, but I think I'm starting to love warm-ups. Maybe it was the kids, but I actually enjoyed that ridiculous "Ooh, I feel so good" 'game'. Nothing like being able to count to 39 as a group with your eyes closed and no overlap.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I've also started to enjoy singing. After singing through American Pie and Be A Man and Joy to the World god knows how many times in the boys dressing room, it's gone beyond silly rituals to something I actually look forward to and like doing.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I have taken more than 400 photos and several videos with my camera in the past few days. Theater people are wonderfully photogenic. Ian can jump very, very high.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.

I can't wait for this summer. I hopefully will be working full time as production manager for the summer youth program, which means seeing a lot more of a lot of wonderful people. Life can be awesome, sometime. Also, Merry Christmas, Happy (Hanukkah/Chanukah), Jolly Kwanzaa, Mirthful Solstice, or whatever floats your spiritual boat.

We're gonna rock, maul, pillage and burn, we're gonna rock-maul-pillage-and-burn- EAT THE BABIES.