Sunday, November 22, 2009


- Today I went to a friend's house to help put up her Christmas tree. For the first four hours we were there we ate and talked about boys. Then as I realized that it was getting late we hurriedly put up the tree. This is how these events should go. Especially since there was fried goat cheese which is my new obsession in life.

- As of late I am obsessed with tattoos. I don't know what's going on but if I meet a boy and he doesn't have ink I immediately ratchet my interest down a couple of notches. This it completely out of the blue and a 180 on what I used to like. Previously I went for the J. Crew preppy and am mildly confused by the turn of events. I'm going with it however, I tend not to meet these boys in my day to day life. I am thinking of going to SilverLake and tracking myself down a hipster with full sleeves. Apparently I just want to make my mother utterly miserable.

- I start improv again in 2 weeks. I am INTENSELY nervous. First of all, it's been awhile and I am out of practice. Second, I am still in my Terminator-esque leg brace. Thirdly I have two shows this time. I have already started practicing deep breathing techniques to calm my nerves. Dudes, I FREAK out before shows. Mostly I stand behind the stage and mutter angrily 'why am I doing this to myself? I have a job! I have a blackberry! I am a responsible adult, dammit! Whhhhyyyyyy?' Charming, no?


Chuck said...

The only thing missing from putting up the tree was mass quantities of alcohol. That always helps me. : )


Christina said...

You totally need a new tattoo! Preferably one of the cats faces on your shoulder blade-yeah!
I wish I could get a tattoo-but I would end up with some sort of rash :(

Amor-En-Linea said...

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