Finished packing those art supplies. I'm trying to spread out the work so it isnt a last minute rush, but it's tricky deciding what things you will and will not need in the upcoming month, 2 weeks, day..ect

So terror stricken right now. I don't know if I can face them today.

I have this overwhelming need to belt out a show tune

plus:
fingernail win!

It's been pretty fun visiting Minneapolis, I am feeling torn, because I think that I would find a lot more people like me here then I will ever find in Milwaukee, and yet I love milwaukee for it's own reasons. I miss my sister, and this city and the people in it, but I my home and part of my heart is back in Milwaukee.

Torn

I'm worried about all the controversy surrounding my new job. On the one hand it will give me the opportunity to do more then they think I can, but on the other, I get the feeling it may be a bit volatile at least for a little bit.

So, what, you're allowed to talk about your cock for hours but I'm not allowed to say one thing about how awesome my vagina is? Wimps.

There is so much tension going around my friend groups. I know this is selfish, but I am really worried that no one will want to come be with me on the 17th because they won't want to deal with everyone else. I feel like everyone is moving a part, and sometimes feel like I'm the only one who cares about keeping it together.

I don't know what I will do if I dont get this job, I am banking on it so much, that my world may collapse if it doesn't happen. Please happen Please happen. I deserve it.

After seeing an amazing production of Hair, all I want to do after i graduate is join a commune and smoke pot
is that wrong?

even though I hate it and im stressed now, i know i'll miss it when it's done

Things that happened on spring break:
Got stuck in Atlanta for 5 hours
Saw a pregnant goat
got bitten on the ankles by swarming ants
talked to a premier chainsaw artist for a long time
drank some beer
ate a steakhouse that you could throw peanuts on the ground
drove around looking for a place that didn't exist
drove to orlando
saw a really big dead spider in the pool
floated in the blue and drank a corona
SAW A SPACE SHUTTLE LAUNCH!!
ate tacos
played circle of death several times
Drove needlessly for 20mins and then made a really shady deal with a really shady guy
got horrible lost in a subdivision in Orlando that wasn't on the GPS
went in through the back of Disney and accidentally bypassed paying for parking
went to all 3 parks in 11 hours.
saw a hippo, rhino, baby elephant and poachers.Felt a bridge collapse
Jambo everybody, Jambo
Saw the future of agriculture
ate in Morocco
Saw the real Nemo and Dory
Ate a funnel cake
rode a monorail
saw Amish people
choked up during the parade of lights and the fireworks over Cinderella's castle
Drove back to Sarasota
Saw brand new baby goats
went to 1 of the top 10 beaches in the world
swam in the ocean
sat on the beach AND DIDN"T get sunburned
ate some home made bbq chicken
played circle of death with a chainsaw artist and a crazy old man(who had been on tour with WIllie Nelson, and was also in 'nam)
Drank ALOT of beer
smoked a really good cigar
went to bed at 4:30 in the morning
went back to the beach
had some more beer
built a sandcastle
ate at a delicious restaurant
drank some more beer
learned how to prepare an alligator for cooking
flew home
saw my sister and her husband and their brand new dog
saw my parents
drove home.

I need a vacation from my vacation, I'm tired, but happy.

Back in MN and feeling anxious about the lack of control I have over this trip. I don't even know where I'm going and that scares me a little.

Excellent rehearsal today, feeling good about the direction this show is going

So I was supposed to meet with my group today. They all canceled on me through email 25 min before we were supposed to meet. I really hate freshman/sophmores. and group projects. Look like its going to be anouther one of those I do all the fucking work and hand them their scripts of what to say. Good dammit

how does one write a ten page story about lobsters?

So I'm taking creative writing not sure how I feel about it yet.
We were asked to spend exactly five minutes looking at a picture in class and write a very short story about it. This one was my favorite of the series

They called him Santa Claus, although it was clear with the fake beard and moth-eaten suit that smelled of stale cigarettes that he wouldn't fool anyone. He wore the suit all year round, rising early each morning to brush out the stringy beard and prepare for another day as the magical elf. He would wash the suit once a week in my small bathtub, muttering Christmas carols under his breath as he caressed the threadbare velvet. The suit would be wrung out and carefully slipped back onto his tiny form, still dripping from the bath. During the summer, it would became soaked through with sweat, turning dark in patches under his arms and forming a permanent triangle on his back. In this heat he would simply sigh, adjust his belt, and quietly ask for another water. I was used to the stares, the people crossing to walk on the other side of the street, the open hostility. A man dressed as Santa in December will receive smiles and nods of approval, a man dressed in a velvet suit and white beard in July is generally met with open disbelief and cautious concern. As I grew older I started to have my doubts, but these always vanished whenever I hugged him around his pillow-stuffed middle and sank my face into his #A57 Size C Authentic Santa Beard. They called him Santa Claus, but I just called him Dad.

I am so sore from working out, yet I can't wait to go do it, I think I'm starting to understand my sister's fascination with the gym.I also feel like I havn't had a good all together group outing with my friends in a long time. SIgh

Argh just finished Dark Tower
now uncertain about life

Happy New year!

Ahhh great to be home again