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sorcyressI like it when I use the word bloke. It is just a good solid word, I think.
Hell week is hellish. Life is utterly painfully "meh" right now. Yep.
I should just go to sleep early. Dunno. There is no life for me to post about. I could write a slanderous story involving my friend and the fact that she totally just got handed a cup of alcohol at the gallary (she's eighteen), but it's really lame out of context. Theatre has amusing moments, but today was just really "eh". I miss my boyfriend, and several other people. My brain is tired.
That is my life at the moment.
I should go OD on halloween candy and watch Cars. I can pretend I am very young again.
Oh, a few days ago (Friday), I went to Dave and Diane's and did all sorts of fun things. We watched Ratatoille, and some Robot Chicken, and Dave made some really delicious non-robot chicken to eat, (and yummy potatoes and green beans too!) and I got to do my laundry's, and Dave and I played Geetar Hero. Soyeah, that was good.
Then Saturday I went shopping for props. I bought most of what I needed, then left Davis square, then kinda wandered back and fourth for a bit, then found broadway and walked along it for a while, figuring that I had seen it on googlemaps at some point and therefore it had to be close to Cambridge. And then I found myself staring at a sign that said "Tufts" on it.
On the plus side, at that point I actually asked for directions and wandered back to Cambridge. And on the way, I found a church that was having a "free stuff" thing going on, and I got some more props, and a pair of shoes that may be excellent dancing shoes, and may be sutible for nothing other then costumes. Dunno yet. But they fit me, and they are black, and they were free, so there is NO BAD in this situation.
Blabla, got back to Davis, went the right direction this time, visited Magus, and set off on a Grand Target Adventure, mostly so I could buy some cheap, non-glass cups for the play. And so Magus could buy a bookshelf, which means that when we got back, I got to help put together a no-tools-required bookshelf! I am actually pretty entranced by the idea, especially because it had click-screw-nuts, and goddamn if that isn't the greatest name for any part since I started using the word "lugnuts" as a swear.
Oh, and we got crepes. Because in Davis Square, there is a resturaunt that sells nothing but crepes. I LIVE IN THE BEST CITY IN THE WORLD, OHMAN I SO DO!
Then I went home and worked on the play and got dressed all fancy and met up with Cecily and we went to Rocky Horror. Only we arrived an hour and fifteen minutes early, and both of us were wearing short skirts and not enough shirts and GOD-FUCKING-CHRIST-CHURCH-DAMN, was it cold. Which is how we made new friends --"Hi, I'm Kat, this is Cec, we're cold, let's hug."
We wound up sitting next to them in the theatre --I was next to Alexandra, who had been to Rocky Horror every week for the last sixteen weeks or something recockulous like that. It was like sitting next to a seventeen year old ShadowKev with boobs. ++
Andyeah. Sunday was wake up and do more playstuff, then stay up too late with Lauren and Emily and Dominik and Mary. And when I came home, there were people who had made a couch fort in the upper level of the student center. It was the best thing I have seen all week.
Monday was playstuff, and no school. I did not get out of bed until two, because I am lazy.
Today was today. I am recockulosly straight-edge, I still need to put my laundry away, and my brain is tired. That is all.
~Sor
MOOP!
Also, I think Weekend Mayhem would be a good name for a band
Hell week is hellish. Life is utterly painfully "meh" right now. Yep.
I should just go to sleep early. Dunno. There is no life for me to post about. I could write a slanderous story involving my friend and the fact that she totally just got handed a cup of alcohol at the gallary (she's eighteen), but it's really lame out of context. Theatre has amusing moments, but today was just really "eh". I miss my boyfriend, and several other people. My brain is tired.
That is my life at the moment.
I should go OD on halloween candy and watch Cars. I can pretend I am very young again.
Oh, a few days ago (Friday), I went to Dave and Diane's and did all sorts of fun things. We watched Ratatoille, and some Robot Chicken, and Dave made some really delicious non-robot chicken to eat, (and yummy potatoes and green beans too!) and I got to do my laundry's, and Dave and I played Geetar Hero. Soyeah, that was good.
Then Saturday I went shopping for props. I bought most of what I needed, then left Davis square, then kinda wandered back and fourth for a bit, then found broadway and walked along it for a while, figuring that I had seen it on googlemaps at some point and therefore it had to be close to Cambridge. And then I found myself staring at a sign that said "Tufts" on it.
On the plus side, at that point I actually asked for directions and wandered back to Cambridge. And on the way, I found a church that was having a "free stuff" thing going on, and I got some more props, and a pair of shoes that may be excellent dancing shoes, and may be sutible for nothing other then costumes. Dunno yet. But they fit me, and they are black, and they were free, so there is NO BAD in this situation.
Blabla, got back to Davis, went the right direction this time, visited Magus, and set off on a Grand Target Adventure, mostly so I could buy some cheap, non-glass cups for the play. And so Magus could buy a bookshelf, which means that when we got back, I got to help put together a no-tools-required bookshelf! I am actually pretty entranced by the idea, especially because it had click-screw-nuts, and goddamn if that isn't the greatest name for any part since I started using the word "lugnuts" as a swear.
Oh, and we got crepes. Because in Davis Square, there is a resturaunt that sells nothing but crepes. I LIVE IN THE BEST CITY IN THE WORLD, OHMAN I SO DO!
Then I went home and worked on the play and got dressed all fancy and met up with Cecily and we went to Rocky Horror. Only we arrived an hour and fifteen minutes early, and both of us were wearing short skirts and not enough shirts and GOD-FUCKING-CHRIST-CHURCH-DAMN, was it cold. Which is how we made new friends --"Hi, I'm Kat, this is Cec, we're cold, let's hug."
We wound up sitting next to them in the theatre --I was next to Alexandra, who had been to Rocky Horror every week for the last sixteen weeks or something recockulous like that. It was like sitting next to a seventeen year old ShadowKev with boobs. ++
Andyeah. Sunday was wake up and do more playstuff, then stay up too late with Lauren and Emily and Dominik and Mary. And when I came home, there were people who had made a couch fort in the upper level of the student center. It was the best thing I have seen all week.
Monday was playstuff, and no school. I did not get out of bed until two, because I am lazy.
Today was today. I am recockulosly straight-edge, I still need to put my laundry away, and my brain is tired. That is all.
~Sor
MOOP!
Also, I think Weekend Mayhem would be a good name for a band