You didn't count on me, when you were counting on your rosary

I don't have much to say. We're packing.

And packing.

And packing.

And bringing stuff to my brand-spanking-new, awesome-deal, I'm-the-luckiest-guy-ever storage unit. (Well, I was lucky when I got it. Ten minutes later I had the worst cheeseburger ever, so I guess it evened out. :P As a side note, don't ever get food from a fast food place you see in KMart just because you're hungry. That may seem like common sense, but...okay, shut up.)

This is going to be a hectic weekend. Tomorrow we spend the day in NYC and hopefully we'll get back in time that I can go to XS for at least a little while and say good-bye to everyone there. Then on Friday, after (hopefully) finishing all my packing and such, I'll be heading down to DC for Town. Immediately after Town I will take off for PA and get back around 6am, take a quick nap, and go to Katie's graduation.
You'd think we'd be done then but then I have to help Katie finish packing her stuff away and hopefully find someone to get my bed, desk, and drawers over to the storage unit (unless that happens on Friday, which I hope everything but the bed will) and then I'm going to swing by my friend Crystal's graduation party, perhaps with Katie in tow. I won't be there long though because....
Sunday at roughly 9:30 am I'm embarking on my road trip to Rhode Island!

As you can see, it's going to be a fairly average weekend around here. Holy crap.
Oh, in other news? For the other go-go boys and underwear fanatics out there, N2N has released their 2008 collection. It's hot.

"Another Ray of Sunshine..."

So, I'm sick.

But I haven't let that hold me back.

I had been in denial over my being sick for several days -- "allergies" I told everyone. Last night, when the fever started, it became an unavoidable fact. I'm sick, again.

Of course, the fever started while I was driving to Stallions to say bye to my friends who work at that club. Too late to change my plans now, I reasoned. So I stayed at Stallions for a while, then I headed out to Club XS to say bye to everyone. By the time I got to XS I was so sick I basically passed out on a couch in one of the little private rooms. Most people found me, some people didn't, which was fine. I left early and passed out in my bed in the dorm for a little under twelve hours. When I woke up, I was drenched in sweat.

I started packing, then I headed over to the apartment to do some more painting and moving stuff. Katie is going to be gone for a few days, so I was trying to get as much done for her as I could. In my sick state, I didn't end up getting as much done as I had hoped.

I am now finishing up packing. My plan is to be all packed when the parents (and my brother who is coming after all, although we didn't think he'd be able to) get here. I'll take them over to the apartment, we'll throw some more stuff in (and steal the Swiffer), and then we'll come back to the dorm, pack up the cars, Swiffer the floor, and be gone (although we will have to stop by the apartment again, I'm realizing, if we borrow the Swiffer).

Mom wants to visit Chocolate World, which while I'm not opposed to that, I'd really like to just go and get home to Rhode Island as soon as possible, you know? And I'm not sure how to get to Chocolate World anyways.

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!!

So, while I'm logged into Blogger I thought I'd leave a short little update...I went from being extremely busy to overdrive-stressed-out today.

You see, I'd scheduled myself very nicely, getting everything done with time to spare.
Except for one teensy problem.
The audition in Philly that I have on Wednesday is, aside from being an awesome step for my career, also my final for Acting class. I thought it'd be a short part-of-a-day in Philly and I would have the morning and that night to do work.
We're leaving at 10 am, and we probably won't be back until 6:30 pm. If we're lucky.
AND Katie and I have to sign the lease for our apartment at 9 that morning.
Which gives me, if I'm lucky, four hours of prime work-doing time on Wednesday. I'm so screwed...

So, back to the old grind. God I want to gradaute. Two more years, just two more years...

I shot the sheriff professor

Seriously, I'm about to.

So, in my comm. class today, we all got up to do PowerPoint presentations and then at the end he basically told us all we flat out sucked. We modeled our frikkin' PowerPoints after the guidelines HE gave us and the ones HE shows us in class!!!!!!!!!! He hasn't TAUGHT us anything, so we assumed we should follow by example.

Oh, and how about the part where we have to go BUY a camera. And, yes, then we have to pay for the BATTERIES!! (And it's not digital so it's worthless other than class, basically, since I don't have a scanner.) This is of course after the $50 we paid for a stupid frikkin' thumb drive AND however many hundred we spent on the books (yes, plural) for his class AND what his class costs in tuition when you do the math.........all for a class I haven't learned shit in!

He's just lucky I didn't have any sharp objects with me, cause I sit in the first row and I would've been at him before anybody could've stopped me. Not that anyone in that class would have since we were ALL pretty livid.
Like, it's one thing to provide constructive criticisms. It's different to get up and say "Really, everything I've seen was inept. Those were awful." which is what he did.

In brighter news, Katie and I have decided which apartment complex we want to live in. YAY!!