Thank Goodness I'm Scandalous

So The Diary of Anne Frank is over. It went extremely well.

It was followed almost immediately by my elbow surgery. At some point, I'm sure I'll be glad I opted for getting my arthritis dealt with. Right now...not so much. I'm in agony, I feel totally useless and while everyone's been super sympathetic, I wish I had a little more company when I'm just stuck in my apartment. Phone calls at the very least.
Anyhow....I've been glad because I've been extremely high on Percocet.
Amanda moved in for my recovery period. She's been great taking care of me, but I'm totally wearing on her by taking up so much of her time.

Tuesday I think I was at my highest. At one point, I was out on this grassy part of our campus we call the Dell, and I was being totally loud and obnoxious. While I was out there, I saw this boy who is totally beautiful. I mean, I'd seen him before (many, many times), but that's not the point. The point is, I was (am) high as a kite on pain meds.
So an hour later, I'm on Facebook being nostalgic and adding people from my high school, some of whom I never liked or even spoke to (I blame the meds) when this boy appears on that new "People You May Know" thing which has yet to show me anyone I would actually want to add for any reason. (Of course, as I say that, I switch over to Facebook and see someone I do know in that very same box...) Anyways, of course I decide to send him a message. Here's the message:

I just randomly saw your Facebook and thought I'd say hi since I just saw you out on the Dell. I probably wouldn't normally do this, but I'm totally high on pain meds and I'm really bored right now, so I'm kinda like "whatever" but this'll probably be one of those "seemed like a good idea at the time" decisions. Oh well.
So...hi! Hope I wasn't too obnoxious on the Dell for you and your friends!

Naturally, he didn't answer. So, of course, as predicted, I realized that was, honestly, stupid. I've spent much of the week panicking about he and his friends' reactions and trying to go up to him and apologize.
I realized last night that I should just let it go, so I have. Now it's just a funny story about me being high on Percocet.

We started physical therapy on Thursday...it sucked. A lot.
Also Thursday, Amanda's friend from MA Corey came for a visit. He's been talking to Tyler in a romantic sense, so he came to visit both of them (cause ain't nobody coming to Amish country from New England to visit one person). Corey was here all weekend (mostly with Tyler, though, actually). He came with me to see some staged readings on Thursday though, which was good because going to shows alone is kind of lame and it's also kind of scary to be a cripple and be all alone.

Friday was Day of Silence. I've never failed before, but....this year, I found myself alone and in desperate need of Percacet, and I can't medicate myself because I can't open anything. So, I had to speak.
I also realized I was going to run out of Percacet over the weekend, so I called the doctor. Of course, it's a Friday night and he's gone for the weekend so I get stuck with the bitchy and stupid nurse who tells me she will get me a pain medicine. She also makes an appointment to get my stitches out (and tells me quite firmly that I have only the one option).
So they call me an hour later to tell me my prescription has been sent out. My prescription for Vicodin. Now before you druggies get all excited, let's compared Percacet and Vicodin -- which I didn't do until today, actually.
Percacet is an upper. Vicodin is a downer.
Percacet is much stronger than Vicodin so...Vicodin only dulls the pain, Percacet gets rid of it.
Not so thrilled about this change in medication.

Anyways, this weekend was TGIS at our campus. That stands for Thank Goodness It's Spring -- at least, officially it does. Depending who you ask, it can also mean "Thank God I'm Smashed", "Thank God I'm Slutty" or -- in the case of the shirts a number of us got -- "Tanked. Gone. Intoxicated. Smashed." The school plans all kinds of activities and the students plan all kinds of parties. It is the most social weekend of the year, and the purpose of it -- in my opinion -- is to make new friends. I consider TGIS a total failure if I am not adding at least five people I met that weekend on Facebook afterwards.
I knew I wouldn't be able to drink, with my medication and all, so I was just...y'know, flying high all weekend. I let Amanda go do her own thing as much as she wanted, and I agreed to stay on campus, on her floor on Friday night.

So, Friday, after the comedy improv show that a bunch of us went to, I met up with Elissa and we went partying. (At the party we went to, btw, the gorgeous guy from my previous embarrassing story was there.) Elissa had been abroad ALL semester so it was great seeing her again. I met two of Elissa's best friends as well as one of their boyfriends and this gorgeous straight guy who, technically, I'd met before briefly -- he'd taught me about these delicious orange gummy candies.
Saturday was the TGIS carnival, which we went to for food. (Everyone goes, seriously.) Brighid's cousin came, she's fabulous, we hung out with her. Then we went to a baseball game which was fun til it started to rain. We had to flee from the water, because my stitches can't get wet. The most gorgeous couple I ever saw helped me get Amanda's jacket on. I didn't catch their names from them, but from others I've gathered that their names are Heather and Charlie. They're both completely beautiful and as far as I'm concerned, total saints. Seriously, if I was a sculptor and I had two arms, I'd make a statue of them and call it "Peter Wishes He was This Kickass Holy".
Saturday night, I went to hang out with the straight boys. There was not much going on, but we all hung out and as usual, I had a blast. Honestly, that whole group of people (not just the boys though, the girls in the group as well) are my favorite people to hang out with. So Amanda and I were with them all night and had a blast. I met a couple new guys to adore in the same sort of way that I adore like Jake and Andrew and Ryan and both Mikes (etc). I felt bad though, because I kept calling Bridger before we got there, and then I got so overwhelmed, I never actually saw him.
Afterwards, Amanda and I hit up the TGIS dance. It was a BLAST. After a while, I found a good place where people hardly ever bumped into me and danced there with Ashton, cause she was the one around and I'd decided other places on the floor were dangerous so I opted out of bringing my other friends to me there. I still got bumped like twice, but far less than before.
Ashton was amazed that I could dance the way I was, with only one arm (my arm has to be in a sling when I'm in public, you see) but it made me realize: going clubbing like that will not be so bad cause I still have all my moves -- just without my left arm.

Anyways, that was my weekend. Today's been dull -- except for the never ending pain in my elbow that the Vicodin can't get rid of. There was actually a fair amount of drama this weekend too, but I've been high and didn't really notice most of it. I guess it must not have had to do with me and/or been that important.

What's this? What's this?

A real live post? An update? Whoa!!

Okay, so, where to begin...OMG, you all haven't heard about my life since April 6th! God, do I even remember that far back?

Well, there was Easter break. A long weekend. I did not go home, I stayed with my friend Katie, who I will be living with for the next two years. This was when the whole friends bailing on me thing took place. We also rented the movie Mrs. Henderson Presents, starring Judi Dench. It was AMAZING. I highly recommend renting it as soon as you can!

Well, the schoolwork began piling up when we returned to classes. And the musical, which I was not a part of, was gearing up for their opening night. They were putting on Hair, and it had been a major fiasco the whole way through production (confirming that my idea of avoiding the theater department this semester was a good idea.) I did decide, however, to usher their opening night so that I could see the show for free.

It was terrific. First of all, it was filled with audience interaction, and being that I was sitting in the front and the whole cast knew me...a great deal of that interaction was directed at me. Ezra put his ass in my face, not that I was complaining about that, Elyse played with my hair during the song "Hair" -- which was shortly before Elyse and Alyssa gave me lap dances. Not long after that, Regina pulled me on stage and had me dancing with the cast. Then she let go of my hand and walked away -- with me like a yard away from my seat! I sort of scrambled to get back. But it was a lot of fun!
Any of you who lived through the '70s remember Hair, I'm sure. This young cast of talented college students managed to make it totally accessible to today -- without actually doing that nude scene I'm sure ya'll are thinking of. Why no nude scene? Because Equus is not a play about nudity or sex. Think about it.

It was just after ushering that I ran back to my dorm, hottified myself, and went to go do my "tour guide" routine. The Occupational Therapy department has this assignment they give out for their students to "leave their comfort zones". To many of their students, one way of doing this that they recommend is going to a gay club. I have taken several O.T. students out with me, and I'm thinking of charging the O.T. department next year for each group I am the "guru of gay" for.
Anyways, one of the straight boys I could easily be in love with is dating one of the O.T. girls I was bringing out, and since he and I are friends he decided to come too. They followed me over to Stallions in their car, we all got out....and I screamed when I saw him.
He looked like a stereotypical gay person. He even had an ear piercing. I demanded to know when he'd done the piercing, and he told me it was magnetic, which calmed me slightly. Until I got inside and noticed the very subtle eye make up.
He had decided that, since he was tagging along, he was going to have his own kind of fun. We cooked up a scheme to see how many people we could convince he was gay. My friends John and Mark helped (because I can't teach someone to be gay on my own, but the three of us...oh yeah, it's like the Fab 5 only with two less people!) It became a huge subject of debate in the club -- and occassionally I still hear people talk about it! No one could decide!

Soon after that was the theater clubs NYC trip. We went out to New York for a day. We were let loose in the city for a while -- the group of kids I was hanging out with went to eat at Bubba Gump's Shrimp Co., then we went to Toys'R'Us. Then we all met up at the theater to see Spamalot. It was okay -- I am not sure there was enough material in there to warrant it being a whole play. It was very much like the movie. And all the animation in it? I'm sorry, I'm a firm believer in: if you need to have animation in your play, it probably ought to be a movie. And there was a lot of animation. But it was funny, it was fun, a good time was had by all.

The following weekend was what we call on this campus "T.G.I.S." Thank God It's Spring if you're an administrator. Thank God I'm Smashed if you actually know what's going on. Friday night was....well, honestly, I can't tell you. I don't remember most of it. I don't like tequila, I do like white sangria, I chug excellently and we will never speak of it again. Deal? Deal.

Saturday I had to work. But I wasn't working for XS, although that's where I was dancing. I was dancing for DJ Seth Gold (a friend of mine), who is doing a tour for Instinct magazine that is sponsored, I guess, by Andrew Christian. It's called the Black Out Tour and if you get a chance to go, GO!!! What a night!!!
First of all, I got free AC undies. $30.00 value, I just checked on the site. Also a free visor, which you'll see in the photos. The night started with just myself and my friend Austin dancing.
Literally within a minute of my getting up on stage, the trouble started. A guy, drunk as hell already, jumped up on the stage and started grinding up against me, pushing me backwards -- into the speaker that's standing behind me. Anyways, I'm pushing him forward, but he's bigger than me and I'm signaling for security with one hand. I did manage to angle him so that we fell over the speaker without breaking it or knocking it over.
Drunk guy gets up and starts dancing on my box again, and security is all trying to reason with him. He's way too drunk for the conversation thing though. Anyways, what ends up happening is DJ Seth Gold's assistant, Lance -- who is my hero because of this, no lie -- grabs his legs and pulls him off the stage. We all resume our pre-psychopath activities, but the drunkard is back....grabs my legs, and pulls me off the stage and throws me on the floor. I caught myself, got up and went back to dancing after shooting him my "I will fuck you up" glare. He gets up on stage again and procedes to profess his love to me.
Thankfully, security got the hint and threw the poor little shit out.
Two dancers, who were awesome as hell, from New York, arrived and joined Austin and I. It ended up a crazy but amazing party that was so much fun!
In the middle of the party, I was in for a small surprise. You may remember James -- the incredibly tall love interest of mine around New Year's? He disappears for a month or so at a time and then reappears. Well, it had been two months and this time I didn't just think I was over him, I knew I was over him. He hadn't crossed my mind for probably a month. Well, he shows up XS, gives me a big hug and swings me around and guess what? Apparently I'm not over him -- and that kind of annoys me.

Speaking of crushes, in the past few weeks things have changed there too. I'm pretty much over Josh but I have a new one that I can tell you isn't going anywhere. I do think there's a mutual attraction, and I think he'll probably still be single when I get back from the summer (more that he has very high standards so he doesn't date often, than anything). Problem? It's the guy who first got me my job at abercrombie. As in, he's kind of my boss (though not really, it's kind of complicated situation there, I suppose.)

Oh, in the midst of all of this schoolwork, partying, and chaos....Katie and I got our apartment and paid our first rent!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!

This past weekend was pretty crazy....I'll tell you all about it soon!!

I'm still trying to get more photos from the Blackout party too, so expect to see more!!