Been Awhile

Ah yes, the annual bug has infected me once again, the one that says 'oh HEY, you should start a BLOG'. Of course, when I follow through on my brilliant idea, I remember that 'HEY, you already HAVE a BLOG'. This explains the gap between entries, because to be quite honest, I had no recollection this one already existed. In fact, there are probably at least half a dozen web journals with one or two entries that I have started, and I hope I never come across again (e.g. my 7th grade angsty stage motivated me to start a 'deadjournal', in which I wrote everything emo style, as in wrote.like.this.for.entire.paragraphs.)

Anyhow, I haven't been keeping up with my analog journal, and because I am left-handed, I hate handwriting anything, because then I get ink smudges all over my hand and then I sleep with my face on my hand and I look like a domestic abuse victim in the morning, unless I was writing with a pink gel glitter pen, in which case I look like a sparkly burn victim.

I have one more final before I am released into the brain cell killing festival known as Spring Break. My big plans include planning a garage sale, because after buying my ticket to Hawaii, I am more broke than...fuck. It should be a pretty rousing event, chalk full of dog related books, harry potter trading cards (never been opened!) and a cobweb infested snowboard.

In other news, I just finished doing my first play at UW, The Book of Liz, which was written by David & Amy Sedaris, aka my eternal muses. It was as wonderful of a first experience as I could have hoped for, and I got to wear a bonnet, which was a longstanding aspiration of mine. I also played another character, a recovering alcoholic, hobag of a doctor, which allowed me the wonderfully comfortable feeling of saying 'cum in my ears' in front of my entire extended family. Ah, the joys of theater.


Anyhow, I'm just looking forward to having money, going to Hawaii with Koa, Koa getting his TempurPedic bed delivered (FUCKYEAHMOTHERFUCKERS), and being able to poop in the privacy of my own home. It's gonna be the good life...