My Saturdays.
Seriously.
Now that I'm in Little Shop of Horrors (friggin AUDREY!!) I have literally no free time whatsoever. I have no social life!
I keep trying to find a time to go rock climbing with my friend, Sierra. It wouldn't be so hard if I weren't a Junior. The combination of homework and play rehearsal ends up sucking all of my time away and I basically can't do anything else.
Well I can do some stuff, but only if all of the circumstances are favorable.
If, for example, I just had a math test and in Science we celebrated Mole Day so there's no homework in either of those classes, and in American Lit I only have two chapters to read, and that's not very much at all, and I don't have rehearsal, THEN I could go rock climbing.
So I would be rock climbing today if it weren't for the fact that my Saturdays have been forcibly taken from me by rehearsals.
That is all.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
WAFFLES ARE AWESOME
This one time, my friend Sierra and I invented something awesome. It all started with a simple request...
Her: Come to fencing at 7!
Me: I've got rehearsal 'till 6. I'll go if you make me dinner.
Her: What do you want?
Me: Whatever you want to make.
Her: PB and J?
Me: Sounds awesome.
-later-
Me: WAFFLES!!
Her: What?
Me: Make me WAFFLES for DINNER!!!
Her: No PB and J?
Me: -realization dawning- Oh...My...God... Make me fucking PB and J WAFFLES!!!
So she did.
It was basically two waffles acting as the bread for a PB and J sandwich.
It.
Was.
AWESOME!!!
Her: Come to fencing at 7!
Me: I've got rehearsal 'till 6. I'll go if you make me dinner.
Her: What do you want?
Me: Whatever you want to make.
Her: PB and J?
Me: Sounds awesome.
-later-
Me: WAFFLES!!
Her: What?
Me: Make me WAFFLES for DINNER!!!
Her: No PB and J?
Me: -realization dawning- Oh...My...God... Make me fucking PB and J WAFFLES!!!
So she did.
It was basically two waffles acting as the bread for a PB and J sandwich.
It.
Was.
AWESOME!!!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Drinking Games
Why drinking games should not have any rules that include drinking if you laugh:
You're welcome.
You're welcome.
Things That I Realize I Took For Granted: Part I
The Newspaper.
Seriously.
The Ann Arbor newspaper stopped printing. It's all online now. That's fine for the environment and everything, I guess, but how the HELL am I supposed to make a pattern for Eli's Halloween costume? I mean SERIOUSLY!
That's all.
Seriously.
The Ann Arbor newspaper stopped printing. It's all online now. That's fine for the environment and everything, I guess, but how the HELL am I supposed to make a pattern for Eli's Halloween costume? I mean SERIOUSLY!
That's all.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
The Common Cold
The common cold is really a blessing in disguise, I think. I mean, I know you get all sick and achy and everything, but when you think about it, it's usually not that bad.
At least for me, when I get the common cold, I have a sore throat and runny nose, and kind of sore muscles, but I'm not downright MISERABLE.
I am, however, just sick enough to stay home from school to get better. But while I'm at home, after about 11:00 I'm usually feeling fine again, and I can do something productive on my day off, and go back in feeling healthy and refreshed, and accomplished.
Or something. Maybe I'm just weird because I like being sick.
At least for me, when I get the common cold, I have a sore throat and runny nose, and kind of sore muscles, but I'm not downright MISERABLE.
I am, however, just sick enough to stay home from school to get better. But while I'm at home, after about 11:00 I'm usually feeling fine again, and I can do something productive on my day off, and go back in feeling healthy and refreshed, and accomplished.
Or something. Maybe I'm just weird because I like being sick.
Friday, October 8, 2010
One Mile Part II
I just went for my second run since starting my online personal fitness class. If you recall, my last mile run took me nine minutes and fifty-four seconds. My dad said that was a good time and I believed him.
Well the run I just got back from this time took me nine minutes and one second. So I cut 53 seconds off my original time!
Of all the ass in the world, I kick the most.
Well the run I just got back from this time took me nine minutes and one second. So I cut 53 seconds off my original time!
Of all the ass in the world, I kick the most.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
The Road I Live On Has No Speed Limit
Actually that's not true.
The road that my neighborhood is off of has no speed limit. It's a stretch of road maybe a mile long, maybe a mile and a half. It has the same name as both of the roads at either end of it. On of those roads is 50 mph, the other is 45 mph.
I swear to you, I have driven up and down that stretch of road numerous times searching for a speed limit sign of any kind, but to no avail. I assure you dear readers, THERE IS NO SPEED LIMIT ON THAT ROAD.
And if you say "Yeth but technically you are thuppothed to know what thpeed to go on that road bathed on what kind of road it ith" I will HUNT YOU DOWN.
Seriously guys, that road is awesome.
The road that my neighborhood is off of has no speed limit. It's a stretch of road maybe a mile long, maybe a mile and a half. It has the same name as both of the roads at either end of it. On of those roads is 50 mph, the other is 45 mph.
I swear to you, I have driven up and down that stretch of road numerous times searching for a speed limit sign of any kind, but to no avail. I assure you dear readers, THERE IS NO SPEED LIMIT ON THAT ROAD.
And if you say "Yeth but technically you are thuppothed to know what thpeed to go on that road bathed on what kind of road it ith" I will HUNT YOU DOWN.
Seriously guys, that road is awesome.
I Bet He Got Lost
Whenever someone from the electric company or phone company or something similar has to come to our house to fix them, we try to give them directions.
Us: "So our address is—"
Them: "We have it on record, don't worry."
Us: "No really, any time someone tries to come out here—"
Them: "We know where you are, we'll find it."
Us: "YOU WILL GET LOST."
Them: "We have GPS."
Us: "Yeah, fine."
Invariably, zie always calls and says zie is lost.
Us: Obligingly gives directions.
Now.
At about 3:30-ish, my awesome director called and offered to come drop my script off so that I can look over it before the read-through tomorrow. My director is much less arrogant than the dumb electric company and phone company and all the other "companies", so he let me give him directions. (Uh, also he probably doesn't have the resources the "companies" have in the way of knowing our address, so he needed it anyway).
NOTWITHSTANDING, I gave him my address and also the area code that he needs to use to get the correct directions, rather than the technically correct area code that sends us to the other neighborhood with the same name as ours. The WRONG neighborhood. I don't even understand how that happens.
Whatever.
When Director and I got off the phone, he said he'd be here around 5:00.
It's 5:30.
I'm waiting for him to call and say he's lost.
Possibly he decided to go to That Boy's house first and drop his script off first, which would be understandable. Still, the road to turn onto to get into my neighborhood is really hard to see unless you know where it is or you're going like 30 miles an hour, neither of which applies to Director.
See, the road to turn off of has no speed limit, and people frequently drive over 60mph on that road.
Oh, I just got a call from Director. He says he will NOT be bringing me my script today. He wants to make copies and blah blah blah. I think he just looked up the directions to my house and realized that it's out in the middle of nowhere.
Ah well.
Us: "So our address is—"
Them: "We have it on record, don't worry."
Us: "No really, any time someone tries to come out here—"
Them: "We know where you are, we'll find it."
Us: "YOU WILL GET LOST."
Them: "We have GPS."
Us: "Yeah, fine."
Invariably, zie always calls and says zie is lost.
Us: Obligingly gives directions.
Now.
At about 3:30-ish, my awesome director called and offered to come drop my script off so that I can look over it before the read-through tomorrow. My director is much less arrogant than the dumb electric company and phone company and all the other "companies", so he let me give him directions. (Uh, also he probably doesn't have the resources the "companies" have in the way of knowing our address, so he needed it anyway).
NOTWITHSTANDING, I gave him my address and also the area code that he needs to use to get the correct directions, rather than the technically correct area code that sends us to the other neighborhood with the same name as ours. The WRONG neighborhood. I don't even understand how that happens.
Whatever.
When Director and I got off the phone, he said he'd be here around 5:00.
It's 5:30.
I'm waiting for him to call and say he's lost.
Possibly he decided to go to That Boy's house first and drop his script off first, which would be understandable. Still, the road to turn onto to get into my neighborhood is really hard to see unless you know where it is or you're going like 30 miles an hour, neither of which applies to Director.
See, the road to turn off of has no speed limit, and people frequently drive over 60mph on that road.
Oh, I just got a call from Director. He says he will NOT be bringing me my script today. He wants to make copies and blah blah blah. I think he just looked up the directions to my house and realized that it's out in the middle of nowhere.
Ah well.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Oh...My...God!
You guys...
You guys, you guys, you guys...
You guys, remember how I got a callback for Audrey? And how THAT BOY got a callback for Seymour? And how I said that I hope I get Audrey and he gets Seymour?
You guys...
It happened!!
I almost couldn't believe it when I saw it!
There was a whole crowd of us waiting for Quinn (our director) to post the list, so I saw it at the same time as most of everyone else. When I saw that I had gotten the part, I just picked up my backpack and walked away. I really didn't know what else to do! I didn't want to scream or anything, because there were other people there who wanted the part.
But my friend was checking the list too, and as I was walking away I heard her squeak and she ran up and hugged me.
Life is awesome.
You guys, you guys, you guys...
You guys, remember how I got a callback for Audrey? And how THAT BOY got a callback for Seymour? And how I said that I hope I get Audrey and he gets Seymour?
You guys...
It happened!!
I almost couldn't believe it when I saw it!
There was a whole crowd of us waiting for Quinn (our director) to post the list, so I saw it at the same time as most of everyone else. When I saw that I had gotten the part, I just picked up my backpack and walked away. I really didn't know what else to do! I didn't want to scream or anything, because there were other people there who wanted the part.
But my friend was checking the list too, and as I was walking away I heard her squeak and she ran up and hugged me.
Life is awesome.
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