Showing posts with label Notes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Notes. Show all posts

Monday, October 27

Update of My Weekend

This will be quick. Expect more on certain topics later.
  1. My parents visited and bought me a new bookshelf and coffee table. The bookshelf is a dream, it's so tall and there's room for books. I've finished reading The Phantom Tollbooth and I'm moving onto The Beautiful Room is Empty. What a vast difference, eh?
  2. My roommates been gone for the weekend I miss her dearly. She returns today.
  3. School is annoying. The play is done and I feel like life has gotten more busy. My school denied me Work-Study because my parents are rich, therefore I am rich too.
  4. San Francisco trip on Nov. 5th! I need to escape and just go!
  5. I went out with friends to a club on Saturday night. There was a birthday party full of bears and I'm not talking about wild life. I felt like Jane Goodall though.
  6. At the club a very handsome man asked me to be in a five-some. I turned him down.
  7. I read about Cancers in my Gay Love Signs Astrological Book. Holy shit, I'm a Cancer 105%.
That is all for now. Poor Jennifer Hudson, why isn't Sarah Palin be tormented? What did J.Hud do besides win an Oscar?

And why does she look like Eva Peron...

Don't cry for me, Mississippi.

Thursday, October 23

My Plans Tonight...

  • I am making a nice TV Dinner from Kashi. Love their food.
  • I am going to watch an episode of Cowboy Bebop, it's been a while since I've watched that.
  • I am going to snake the toilet, which will give me the chance to play around with fecal matter.
Who needs unconditional love when you've got a life like mine?

Sunday, November 11

Notes on a Scandal

  • Broadway is on Strike...this means two things for me, either the end of the world is coming or I need to get a new hobby for the time being. I am guessing the latter. Thank God I'm so sophisticated that I still have off, off-off, local and cabaret theater to attend. Like tonight, I'm seeing Yank! The Musical at the Gallery Players in Park Slope. In the words of Bea Arthur, "Nobody is gonna rain on my..."
  • I am almost finished with my play. This is good news as the show stunk and was extremely boring. And the three leads were all divas. I mean they were nice and all, but when an actor gets on their thesis role, they change. Oh God do they change.
  • I think I had sex with a serial killer. No more need be said, except that yes I have sort of returned to sex. And the inaugural performance was with a guy who couldn't look me in the eyes, yet was bold as anyone. He was very controlling, yet incredibly shy. He made small talk while sucking my cock. Look for my new book, "Now I survived a Serial Fucking."
Yes, I have returned. Here she is boys!
  • I watched Contact, best musical of 1999. It was enjoyable and original, yet a little contrived. Wonderful to see though. I enjoyed the first and second part, the third had some good dances, but it dragged a little. Except Charlotte D'Amboise as the Wife...I'm still convinced either it was her choice or the character is supposed to be otherwise engaged.
I'm listening to Wicked right now, does that mean I'm depressed?