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Aug. 11th, 2002 10:48 amWhew. Fleesa's at church. (Pftt, silly girl. That requires getting dressed in the morning.)
This means that I can *gasp* update the journal. Whee. *throws confetti*
Now, do I actually have anything to say....
The play is going well. What ever inspired me to help remains shrouded in mystery, but I'm having fun in that horrible masochistic theater way. And fun is always good, yes indeedy it is.
Fleesa is wonderful, I've missed her so. It will be good to be five hours closer to her starting on Wednesday.
Mac, on the other hand is disgusting. I wish that I was going to live in Italy, and do awesomely fun work that I would love. Bah. Some people have all the luck. (I have managed, in the last week, to use up $20 worth of BigZoo time. Is that even physically possible? So I really haven't slept... But... we both have to be distracted by packing by someone.)
This means that I can *gasp* update the journal. Whee. *throws confetti*
Now, do I actually have anything to say....
The play is going well. What ever inspired me to help remains shrouded in mystery, but I'm having fun in that horrible masochistic theater way. And fun is always good, yes indeedy it is.
Fleesa is wonderful, I've missed her so. It will be good to be five hours closer to her starting on Wednesday.
Mac, on the other hand is disgusting. I wish that I was going to live in Italy, and do awesomely fun work that I would love. Bah. Some people have all the luck. (I have managed, in the last week, to use up $20 worth of BigZoo time. Is that even physically possible? So I really haven't slept... But... we both have to be distracted by packing by someone.)
