Lap dance

Tonight I received a short, but talent-filled lap dance from one of my cast members. Should I even ask how sad it is that the most action I've had all year is from a gay man? Let's be honest. I'll take it.

WHO's getting a new computer?

ME! That's who!

I'm getting a new computer on Saturday, la la LA! Dude, I'm getting a Dell. It's a flat screen 15 inch desktop with a DVD player and CD burner. Sweeeeeeeeet.

So long, Governor!

The National Kidney Foundation will soon have my car. Though I loved driving her, it was time for the Governer and I to part. Yep, Govey and I had some good times. This last patch was rough, which really sealed the deal on our parting ways, but I'll have some nice memories to cherish. Can't think of any right now, but . . .

So I'm really loving this play. And the people involved. And the overall experience. And the fact that it's keeping me from sitting on my keister all night watching the tube. However, I really miss sleeping. Sleeping was always good to me; we got along splendidly. Some would say we even spent too much time together, and I really, really miss it. I'll totally miss my new theatre buddies, but I can't wait for more sleep. Ahhhhh, feels good just thinking about it.

Today I got two, count em, TWO pieces of real mail. One: a save the date card for my friend Ashley's wedding. I have to start saving money. I have two weddings for people I actually like in June (I know, so does everybody else), but I REALLY want to go to both of them. Lottery, anyone? I can't wait to go. Oh, and I'm gonna need a date . . . . Anyway - Two: a bumper sticker I ordered online. "Nixon was reelected, too." I love it. GREAT mail day.

The hypothetical game! Yay!!

So let's say, hypothetically, you don't feel like going to work. You know you can stay late tonight, so you decide to give yourself an extra half hour in the morning. No problem, right?

Then, when you're "getting ready" (aka lounging in your oh-so-comfortable-especially-in-the-morning bed), your dear friend calls because she locked her keys in the car 30 minutes away, and you have her spare.

No worries, because you're already late to work. What's another hour? You'll just stay a little later. Next, hypothetically, you drive your car down to help her, but on the way something goes awry. The battery light comes on. The clock starts fading. You remember putting in a hypothetical new battery and alternator less than two weeks ago. What could this be? Whatever it is, it's enough to stop you just a mile from your friend's abode. Ick.

So while you sit by the side of the road, missing work, crying on the phone to your dad, bitter about the money you've dropped on this car over the last month (since you're getting rid of it in two weeks anyway!), your friend sits at home missing work as well.

Then, the tow truck shows up to drive you to a shop so they can perform a hypothetical inspection, and you cry some more because God just decided to remind you that you're not pregnant. Great. While your friend gets her car jimmied by AAA, you continue your afternoon task of staying at this random, dirty car shop for FIVE HOURS, wasting your entire day. The car will not run without hundreds of dollars of work. Not that you need it for any hypothetical non-metro-accessible theatre job five nights a week or anything. NoooOOOOOOooooo. Of course not.

Rest assured, by eight o'clock that evening, you've hypothetically returned home, just twelve short hours after you woke up hoping for a low key, yet productive day. And now you have a box full of car stuff so you don't have to clean it out in the middle of the night before the donation people come to take it because WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND would buy this CAR?!??

But that's just a hypothetical situation, of course. I mean, when does that happen? And it's not like it would matter to me anyway, because all I need is this ash tray. Yep, this ash tray is all I need. Oh, and this paddle game. This ash tray, and this paddle game are all I need . . . . . and I need this remote control . . . .

Where the hell have I been?

It's been almost a MONTH since my last blog entry. For shame, I say. For shame. Where have I been, you ask? In non-sleep land. Not that I'm complaining. Maybe slightly.

I also discovered that the techies at the new job actually do spend time monitoring the sites we visit. This means that they can read aaaallllllll about themselves. Ok, I haven't really written about the tech folks. They pretty much rock. Whatever. It also means that I'll only be writing from home from now on. I'm home for about 8 hrs a day, 4 of which are spent eating, showering, talking to my roommate, and doing theatre paperwork, so you can guess how much sleep is happening in my bed. Would that it were for the right reasons!

Moving on, the play is awesome. Draining, but fantastic. I can't wait to get into the swing of performances and actually have three nights off a week. Unfortunately, my car doesn't want to take me to the theatre anymore. So sad. I've been driving this for a couple of years. But since it now needs $1500 worth of repairs, I'll be driving this starting next month. I'm pretty excited about it. Mom's getting a new something-or-other and selling the camry to me. Good mom.

Gotta get to DRESS REHEARSAL. Eeeeek!

More soon, I swear.