People suck. Everyone should die. Except for the people who don't suck. Yeah, this was just an update to let people know that I'm not dead. Oh, and the One-Act Festival has been cancelled because apparently the directors don't know how to get their shit together. Bunch of fucking slackers if you ask me. Ah, well, maybe next year - if we even hold one next year. They just shouldn't have slacked off so much and waited until the week before opening to actually start BUILDING the set, and putting up lights and ... yeah, fucking sucks. I'm very much disliking the directors right now. Oh, and the reason why I haven't been around? Fucking sick as a dog, work, and this 15-page exposition scene from Night, Mother that I had all of ONE DAY - ONE DAY to memorize. Kelley and I both took it on, even though Randi SHOULD have been on top of this, SHOULD have notified us at least two weeks prior that she wanted help, SHOULD have at least, at the VERY least, given us THREE days to work on the script. NOT JUST ONE! So, yeah, we performed it. And it sucked ass. Not all of the props were there, and instead of "snoballs" (cupcake) we had PopTarts. Would have worked better if we'd had the script for longer. Randi is just so fucking lucky that Kelley and I live together, or it would have been much worse. I felt like shit the night we had to do it - I already had my monologue for the Vagina Monologues to memorize, and she uses the well-known fact that Spiffy can't say no against me. Yes, I just can't say no - and neither can Kelley - and Randi knows that. This would have been different if I didn't have two jobs and 19 hours of classes plus a senior project and the Monologues to do. On top of lack of sleep and feeling like I have leeches sucking on my brain and those tequila worms crawling through it ... I think that my week has just been shit. I'm bitter, yes. I'm aware of that. Kelley's gotten me addicted to Buffy: the Vampire Slayer. Damn it all. I went through Season Two in one weekend. And I'm currently half-way through Season Three. Yay for Spiffy. And now I'm off to pull another 3rd shift at the station. I love my job. 3rd shift is the best! It's so quiet and nothing ever fucking happens. Watch me jinx myself now. So I'll bring a couple movies with me. I don't know what yet. I think I might watch Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey again, though. Yeah. Just need to lose myself for a while. Darren (the brother) is coming home tonight! YIPPEE!!! Of course, I won't get to see him until tomorrow afternoon because I know that I'm just going to keel over the second I get home from work. Oh! My car wouldn't start when I got off work this morning. It was frozen. Yeah. Fun times. Negative three degrees. Works now. Oh, and by the way, my school sucks. It never cancels for fucking anything, even though a third of the students are COMMUTERS. Given, I live within walking distance ... but still! And - I'm going to leave you now, with no sense of closure, because my bro just walked in and I want to spend some time with the big lug. Later days!