"Your problems don't exist when the music feels like this..."

I want to go back to the weekend.

I spent yesterday on a train, and it was awful. We were prob'ly 45 minutes late getting back to PA because the train would not leave stations for like twenty minutes. Get the people and leave, that's your job!!
Then I had to race around doing shit, and then I had to go buy things for my one act -- but I couldn't find anything I needed, not anywhere!

Then I had my one act rehearsal, not the dress rehearsal thank God -- but because Night A of the festival did have their dress rehearsal, we couldn't rehearse in the space. We spent most of the rehearsal wandering around from place to place looking for a good place to rehearse. We never found on, but my actress practiced hitting my actor over the head with the gun so I guess we accomplished something. It was very, very, very frustrating.

So, I came back to my room, all frustrated and in kind of bad mood. So when Boy-Craig IMed me (or did I IM him? I don't remember...), I was pretty pleased -- because, hey, who better to cheer me up, right? Except, no. Apparently, despite my attempts to be charming, the fact that I was honest and talked about my dancing (not a lot, mind you) made Craig's mother hate me.
Of course, if I'd been less surprised to see Craig's mother, it probably would have dawned on me that Craig's had bad experiences with dating dancers before and obviously, mom would know and would be wary. But I didn't ask if anyone else was at Olive Garden, or who, so it's not my fault.
I screwed up, and I apologized, profusely. But the damage was done, and now Craig is all "I don't know, I don't know" second guessing himself again. His mother said I reminded her of his ex. His ex, of course, was dancing behind his back, cheating on him, sleeping around, and all around deserves to be castrated and then thrown off a helicopter into the Sahara. I'm nothing like his ex, which I explained to him. He said he knew...but if he knows that, then why is he letting his mother's comment bother him so much? I mean, I understand being bothered by the fact that his mother doesn't like me, but being bothered by that comment?
AGH MEN!

Then I woke up today not feeling very good but I got all ready for classes and work. Then I went to class. While I was there, Christine, who I work with at abercrombie, called and told me they were trying to cut hours and that I didn't need to come in. So, yay that. So I came back to my room and passed out until 3:30, pretty much.

I'm still feeling pretty gross but I really need to track down a folding chair.

I just want my weekend back. It was simple, it was spectacular.

Happy Thanksgiving!

So I'm in Rhode Island again. It's nice, but I quite wish that timings of some things were different.

I got in on the train Wednesday afternoon and hung out with Johnna for a while. It was a short but typical Johnna and Graham adventure -- meaning there was lots of unhealthy food and ice cream and we pigged out like the fat kids we secretly are. :-P
She called me earlier today to let me know that she had safely arrived in Memphis. She is opening a new chapter in her life, and I couldn't be happier for her. I think that her blog is going to become an absolutely thrilling retelling of her adventures adjusting to life in the South very soon, and I'm excited to read it. I recommend it to all of you as well.

Someone else has left my life, and much more permanently than Johnna has. My parents are insisting that they told me, but I have no recollection of this. Our cat Moonlight was put to sleep two weeks ago. I knew she'd been having some health problems, she was pretty old, but I wasn't aware they were getting so bad and I swear they never told me they put her to sleep. So instead, I found out...in the middle of Thanksgiving today. I was stunned, and I'm still a little shocked and a lot sad.
The picture is of her getting stoned off of catnip, it's the only one I could find of her.
She was dumb as a rock, and scared of almost everything, but she has been around for as long as I can remember and I loved her even if she ran away from me (and everyone else) half the time.

Wednesday night was Club XS's pre-Turkey Day party, w and apparently it was a blast. They had asked me to dance that night, but being in Rhode Island made that completely impossible. The dancers, I hear, made hundreds of dollars. Each. I'm a little pissed at the unlucky timing of all of that.
I know the dancer in the scarf, and all I have to say (despite how he's gorgeous and how he's actually a really nice guy) is: how the mighty have fallen.
Then again, making hundreds of dollars for just dancing and having a good time...that's not much of a fall, is it? :-P
Credit to jenniferthomas.org for the picture!

I was at XS Tuesday though, just partying before I left, and here's two pictures from that:
Can you tell I'm not getting enough sleep? I see those bags under my eyes and all I have to say is "ewwww!" My sleep schedule is not adjusted to working yet.

Anyways, today (yesterday...) is Thanksgiving, so here's a list of things I'm thankful for:
1) Memories. Moonlight was just a cat, but I she's in so many memories I have and I find myself suddenly grateful for each and every one of those. I'm even more grateful for all of the time Johnna and I have spent together. I'm also grateful for the times Johnna and Moonlight have spent together:

Way to fall out of your shirt and look high in the same picture Johnna. :P

2) Johnna. She is the best friend I could ever ask for, and she been with me at the absolute lowest, hardest points in my life when no one else was. I've made her a promise that when she gets married I will have Jimmy Buffett at her wedding, but I would get Jesus Christ himself there if she wanted. I know, he's dead. But I would work miracles for this girl.
3) My health. There were times when I didn't have that, and right now I'm both healthy and happy and I appreciate it so much.
4) Employment. It was a long and difficult journey getting a real job with a steady paycheck, and I'm so grateful to Zach for hiring me. He's really a good friend, even if we don't know each other too well yet.
5) The Internet. I don't know what I'd do without it.
6) My family. They love me no matter what. Even though I complain about them a lot, they really mean so much to me and I am fortunate enough that they support me in everything. Although, I haven't told them about my go-go dancing...
7) All of my other friends. I am blessed with popularity. I love all of the amazing people who surround me in my every day life and my online life, and I can't imagine what my life would be like without all of these wonderful people. These wonderful people, of course, including all of you.

The list could go on and on and on forever. But it's about time for my beauty sleep. As evidenced by those atrocious bags under my eyes in that picture, I clearly need it.