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Currently out of work, fandom- and wedding-obsessed 23 year old woman. Expect to see lots of posts about wedding, job-hunting, moving across the country (MI to NY) and fandom!


April 25th, 2010

I love weddings! Drinks all around!

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Went to my first wedding since my own last year. Unfortunately I had to go sans-husband, since work took him away at the last minute, but I got to hang out with my parents, who I haven't seen since Labor Day, so that was nice.

What was especially great about this wedding though was I got to see my cousin Jen who I haven't seen in probably ten years. Maybe more. I only saw her sporadically as we were growing up - apparently her mom wasn't too fond of my family (I don't know if it was just my mom she disapproved of or if she tried to keep her husband from his entire family) so family gatherings were few and far between. I didn't hear anything about her for several years until my uncle divorced his wife and started talking with my mom and grandparents a lot more.

What I learned then was my uncle was having a bit of a hard time with Jen, because Jen was living with a woman - the woman she married last night in a beautiful ceremony in Baltimore. I reached out to Jen last February to invite her to my wedding and made very clear that while I knew some people in our family were less accepting than others, I was behind her 100% and very much wanted to meet Sarah. Unfortunately the timing didn't work out so Jen and Sarah weren't able to attend my wedding, but Jen and I friended each other on Facebook and we've talked periodically since then.

So when I heard she was getting married, I made sure to clear my schedule so I could get out there to support her. My uncle is still having a hard time accepting her, but he put on a brave face and was there for the wedding, along with her mom and her brother. My parents were the only other family members who attended from Jen's side, a combination of distance (the rest of the family is in Michigan or parts farther west) and disapproval of "the lifestyle."

But I was happy to be there for Jen and Sarah's big day. Jen was totally geeked to see me, which was nice, and I can now confirm that Sarah is a lovely addition to the family (omg, she was soooooooooo cute when it was time for her to say her vows. She was totally choked up with all sorts of emotions. And Jen was so cute supporting her. A fantastic couple!). Despite being in Baltimore for several years, neither Jen nor Sarah have been to New York City, so we're hoping that over the summer they can come visit for a few days! It'll be great getting to know Jen again in person, and Sarah for the first time.

Really, Facebook has been awesome for my family. Both of my mom's siblings have fallen off the radar for us sometimes, and they both started having kids before my parents did, so even when I did see my cousins they were a couple of years older than me and usually didn't want to hang out. But now that we're all grown up and the few years separating us don't matter nearly as much, we're all friends on Facebook. We don't really have in-depth conversations that often, but it's nice to keep in even casual contact with each other.

This is a totally rambley entry, for which I apologize. My brain's still a little scattered from spending so much time on buses in the last two days. NYC to Baltimore wasn't bad at all (we left 5 minutes late but got to Baltimore 15 minutes early), but the trip back really sucked. Left late, stop and go traffic the whole way and obnoxious air conditioning all made for a miserable trip that lasted an hour more than it should have. But now I'm back, and on Friday I get to head to Ohio for another wedding - my brother-in-law's this time.

July 27th, 2009

What a day :-)

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I just gotta say, today got off to a rough start. People are not meant to be awake at 6:30 in the morning - especially when they went to sleep at 12:30 (I put Sims 2 back on my computer yesterday and spent most of the day playing it). But it turned out pretty awesome.

Work had its stressful moments - I'm now in charge of finding substitute books when an individual title in an assortment is out of stock (in laymen's terms: sometimes a store will say "I want 100 kids books" so we put together an assortment of kids books - 32 titles with 3 books each and a 33rd with 4 books . But since we just grab randomly from our inventory, sometimes we'll come up with a title or two for an order that is out of stock or is being stored at a different warehouse. So now my job is to find replacements for those titles). I used to only have to find a book in the same category, but now I need to find books that match the category AND the same price, that hasn't already been included in the assortment. It's a tall order sometimes, but I'm managing.

Day was brightened first by getting ice cream at my favorite Big Gay Ice Cream Truck. Doug, the guy dishing out the ice cream all day, is always SO cheerful and smiley. I don't know how he does it. And his toppings are always fabulous - blueberries with saba is my new favorite thing ON THE PLANET.

Day got a million times better when I came home and found a card in the mail from my cousin Jenny. Jenny and I were never close, because her mother's a little crazy and was hellbent on keeping her husband (my mom's brother) and her kids away from his side of the family (this came out after their messy divorce, caused by her affair with the band teacher). So we were never close, but I know in the aftermath of the divorce my mom and uncle have gotten close again and on the few occasions I've been back in Michigan for family gatherings I got to see him and Andy, which used to be rare.

I haven't seen Jen in ages, however, because she moved out to Baltimore 5 years ago, and it always worked out that when she would go back to Michigan for holidays, I had plans elsewhere. But I've kept minor tabs on her through my mom, and that's how I found out late last year that cousin Jenny was gay and living with her girlfriend.

When it was time to send out wedding invitations, I knew I wanted to invite Jen and her girlfriend, but no one was getting me the girlfriend's name before the invite NEEDED to go out, so it ended up going to Jen & Guest. The day after the invitation went in the mail, of course, Mom called to say "Oh, yeah, the girlfriend is named Sarah." ~sigh~ So I sat down and wrote Jen a nice long note telling her that the "and guest" wasn't meant as some sort of slight, I just hadn't known Sarah's name! I assured them that, despite the wedding being in Holland, they wouldn't be the only gay people there and told Jen that I was bisexual.

So today I get the card from Jen, addressed to Billy and I and hyphenating our last names, which made me giggle. It was a big, solid card so I actually thought for a second it was a wedding invitation - Mom had told me Jen and Sarah were planning on getting married within the next year, so it wasn't out of the question. Instead it was a wedding card (plus check, also made out to Billy and I with a hyphenated last name - mine first, incidentally ;-) and a lovely, long letter from Jen apologizing for not RSVPing for the wedding, thanking me for the follow up letter, and updating me a bit on her life with Sarah.

I'm still grinning about it, and incredibly happy. I added her on Facebook so we'll be able to catch up without resorting to old-fashioned letters again, lol. Hopefully we can have something of a familial relationship, even if its in cyberspace :-)

July 21st, 2009

Real update

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I've been lax on blogging lately. My bad.

Last week was exciting. Billy was in a short play through school - it counts as a real, professional New York acting credit, which is super exciting. It was at The Players theatre, which happens to count Bill Murray among its members. He was in the building that night for some other event, but ended up wandering in to see the last of the plays (missing Billy's, unfortunately). But we were a bit star struck - it was our first New York celebrity sighting!

Actually, my first celebrity sighting period, unless you count young adult authors as celebrities.

My mom came into town to see Billy's play, which was excellent (both the play and Mom coming in). Poor thing got soooooooooooooooo overwhelmed with all the options of how to get from the Newark airport into the city that she finally just paid an extra $20 and hopped on the shuttle bus to deposit her just a few blocks north of where I work. So on Monday night we went out for dinner then saw Billy's show, and then on Tuesday she took one of those double decker bus tours, which had a stop in Flatiron, so we met for lunch when the tour bus swung through and then met again after work for dinner at Bluesmoke and shopping at Macy's (the Macy's). Then I got her back on her bus and sent her home. It was a short trip but fun - she'll be back with my dad over Labor Day weekend (Mom's been out here three times already in the past year and Dad hasn't been once).

Rest of the week was uneventful until Sunday when my awesome friend from college, Emily, took the train into the city to hang out with me. OMG, there are no words for how great it was to see a familiar face again. I was hardly the social butterfly back in Ypsi, but at the very least I could always chill in the forensics room to see people. Here in New York there's not even a handful of people I know socially, and thanks to us all being adults with jobs we have to plan ahead all of our get together. So Emily and I got brunch in the village, did some shopping and wandering, and got cupcakes at the famous Magnolia bakery. SUPER FUN TIMES.

Oh, last week I also attended a seminar panel on getting a media job. I figured for $25 bucks it couldn't hurt to check it out. One of the panelists was actually a children's book editor at Viking, so I figured at the very least I'd get some useful tips out of her. Overall they didn't tell me anything earth shattering - most of it I'd heard before. But they did encourage us all to really think about all the people we know and said that dropping an old acquaintance an e-mail to say we were job hunting couldn't hurt us. So I e-mailed a handful of people, including the woman at Perseus who interviewed me back in October and Sharyn November, another editor at Penguin who I met at ALA way back in 2002, and BOTH of them responded saying they were passing on my resume: at Perseus an editorial assistant position just opened up, at now my resume is on file at the Penguin HR office. It's such a boost to my confidence to know that there are a couple of people out here who are willing, in some small way, to vouch for me as a potential employee.

Work yesterday and today was extremely chill. One of my bosses is in Tennessee until Thursday so it's just me and John, who's super laid back. He told me to go home an hour early yesterday (but still put regular hours on my time sheet) and today he felt bad for actually making me work, so he bought me lunch. I have absolutely no problem doing tedious work at work - it's actually more exciting than my fall back inventory project - but John always feels super guilty about it so he buys me lunch. Not that I'm complaining ;-)

May 29th, 2009


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My husband's parents are on facebook. I am terrified they are going to try to add me as friends. They're good people but I DO NOT WANT them involved in my intertube life in any way, shape, or form.

So far they haven't added me, so this is probably a baseless worry, but still.

April 29th, 2009


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My parents' dog died tonight. The thing was ancient and got on my last nerve more than once, but it's still sad.

Especially because she died right in the middle of the living room, in front of my brother.

It's amazing Molly lived as long as she did - we got her when I was in middle school and she was already four-five years old - meaning that she was 16-17 years old now. We weren't expecting her to make it through the winter a couple of years ago, but she kept on trudging on.

Apparently she hadn't been looking too well for the past few days, so this afternoon my mom called the vet. They couldn't fit her in today but she was all set up for an appointment tomorrow morning.

Twenty minutes later my brother went downstairs to my mom and said "I don't want to upset you, but Molly just died."

Apparently she'd been laying in the living room, stood up and took a couple of steps, made a funny noise, and then collapsed.

Dan is apparently kind of confused about how he's "supposed" to feel. It's really the first time he's faced any sort of death - he was only in 1st grade or something when we last had to put cats to sleep, and we haven't lost any close family members in either of our lifetimes (~knocks on wood~). He doesn't know if he wants to talk about it or not - at least not to my parents. Apparently when my mom got off the phone with the vet for the second time (she called them to find out just what exactly she was supposed to do at this point), she found Dan sitting on the couch with the cats, and explaining to them that they had to say goodbye to Molly because she wasn't going to be coming back from the vet.

~sigh~ Poor kid - he's had a rough year.

Was going to post pics of my new haircut (omg I went and did it. Am I crazy?!?!?!), but now it doesn't feel like the right time. Check back tomorrow.

March 20th, 2009

Totally not amused, Mr. President

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Obama makes Special Olympics joke on Leno

As the big sister of a Special Olympics bowler, I cannot emphasize how unamused I am at this "joke."

March 19th, 2009

My sister-in-law, the athlete

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Somehow I managed to marry my way into a family of athletes. Oy vey.

But it leads to cool things, like seeing my sister-in-law in her own vlog on the golf channel website. And I'm 99% sure that a lot of it was filmed by my husband...the interviews with my father-in-law definitely were.

Carling is hoping for me to make it big with my writing so she can cash in off of my fame. I'm hoping for her to make it big with golf so Billy and I can cash in on her ;-)

February 1st, 2009

Oh god - it starts

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So Mom requested that we invite a bunch of her cousins (whom I've never met) to the wedding - not because they would actually show up, but because she wanted them to know it was happening.

One of them was kind enough to send us a check along with their decline RSVP.

The check is made out to Mr. & Mrs. (Billy's last name)

I'm going to be getting that for a long time, aren't I? (Billy and I are each keeping our own last names - at least for now. It's possible when kids come along in the future that will change - though I'm advocating for hyphenating their last name, but whatever - but for now we're both being stubborn about our names)

January 4th, 2009

Aw, my grandma's a sweetheart

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My grandma (Mom's mother) is making me a shawl for the wedding in case it's pretty and snowy outside and we want pictures. Mostly, the shawl is really for her - it makes her feel useful and part of the wedding planning process. I hadn't wanted a shawl before Mom mentioned finding something for Grandma to do, but once it came up, it wasn't any skin off my nose. Plus it's now turning into something of a family tradition for the grandmother to make a shawl for the bride (my mom's grandmother did the same for her wedding).

Today my grandma sent me an e-mail letting me know the shawl was done and she had delivered it to my mom. At the end of the e-mail she added "remember it was made with love."

My grandma and I have never been close, mostly because she and my mom have never been close. This is probably the sweetest thing she's ever written/said to me.

I fly back to Michigan on Thursday! Flying into Detroit (because OMG is it ever cheaper to fly into Detroit) and then Dad is picking me up to drive me 2 1/2 hours back across the state (omg this could be a bad trip. Well, not really bad - Dad and I have been much better lately, but it could still be awkward and quiet) where an intense wedding planning weekend will commence. I don't have too many vendor meetings - so far I only have the tasting at the hotel - but I plan on getting lots of crafts out of the way, including veil, garter and jewelry, and I want to do my hair and possibly makeup trial.

Okay, this entry has been far longer than I intended it to be. Now I need to hop in the shower quickly so I can be squeaky clean when I go to work.

December 9th, 2008

I've seen my wedding dress!

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Well, an unfinished white cotton version, but still! It's more than I've had before!

Mom came to New York on Sunday afternoon and left this morning (well, actually, I don't think her plane has even taken off yet, but I dropped her off at the airport at 11). On Sunday the first thing we did was go to her hotel room and try on The Dress.

It was pretty much exactly what I wanted :-D The dress needed to be shortened in some areas (because she was cobbling together several patterns that turned out to be more ridiculous than they originally looked, she just made the dress as the patterns said to, rather than trying to miniaturize the patterns on the fly for me), but nothing drastic. The way my dad has been carrying on for awhile, telling me that Mom was freaking out about the dress, I was beginning to think I had to start shopping for a back up dress.

Nope. It's going to be sweet.

We also figured out how the beading is going to work. Hopefully that will turn out as awesomely in real life as it looks in my head right now.

Yesterday we went sightseeing. I took her to Rockefeller Center to see the Christmas tree and then we went window shopping at Saks Fifth Avenue before we went on our tour of Radio City Music Hall. We both agreed that it was much more enjoyable for us than going to see the actual show would have been. Now, I'm sure the Radio City Christmas Spectacular is, in fact, spectacular, but Mom and I are very academic types, so getting to hear about the history of the building and seeing the fabulous architecture up front was a treat for us (especially since Mom is a huge fan of the art deco look).

After that we went to Times Square since there was "a comic shop" there that Dan wanted her to find and take a picture of. Of course, he didn't give her any more details, but luckily I have actually visited an awesome comic shop in Times Square, so we went to the one that I knew. We were also going to go through the Garment District to find some netting for my veil, but we showed up at the information kiosk at 4:05 when it closed at 4. Boo on that.

It's been a fun couple of days, but tiring as well. Thankfully I have the rest of today to slack off and hang out with Billy before heading back to work for the rest of the week (three days in a row of eight hour shifts - it's been weeks since I've worked one eight hour shift, let alone three days in a row!).

November 29th, 2008

Lulz, family.

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My dad's sister and her husband are in jail. For using/making/distributing crystal meth.

As if that's not awesome enough? They also had a three hour standoff with the police.

And people wonder why that side of the family isn't invited to the wedding?

Anyone else have crazy family Thanksgiving stories?

November 25th, 2008


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A random collection of thoughts on a dreary Tuesday morning afternoon:

-I think I figured out how I'm cooking the cornish game hens for Thanksgiving. I have a recipe in my Dr. Suess cookbook for Who-Roast-Beast which calls for stuffing mushrooms under the skin of a fryer chicken. Assuming that the hens have skin, I think I'm going this route so I can say I've eaten Who-Roast-Beast

-My mom is officially coming to visit December 7-9. Yay! Hopefully work is giving me that time off (requested it yesterday). Now I need to figure out some stuff for us to do.

-WEIRD dream last night/this morning. Dunkin' Donuts was doing some sort of donut sampler promotion, where you'd get to try one of each of their donuts. Billy and I would go there with Chris and Misty (even though they're in Ohio and we're in New York...) and we would each order a sampler. This meant we ended up with 24 donuts between 4 people. I never ate more than one at any given sitting (we went there at least three times in the dream).

Some morning I need to wake up early enough to go to Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast (the last two times I've been awake early enough to justify going out to buy breakfast, Billy has been awake, too, and we've gone to our new favorite diner. Mmm, diner)

-I am so far behind on the invitations it's not even funny. I might have to re-order some paper 'cause some of these things may be irreparably screwed up. Oy.

November 5th, 2008

Jesus Christ.

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Talked to my mom today and of course the election came up. For the record, somehow I came out of a family of conservatives. My mom's a lifelong Republican, and my dad claims he's a Democrat and certainly doesn't like Bush but hasn't cast a ballot for a Democrat the entire time I've been politically conscious.

When I talked to Mom on Monday, she wasn't sure who she was voting for, or if she would even vote. She didn't really like McCain, but certainly wasn't going to vote for Obama, and it wouldn't really matter anyway since Michigan is reliably Democratic.

Today she told me she figured out why Obama rubbed her the wrong way. He reminded her too much of Jimmy Carter, an ineffectual president, since he was smiling all the time. I was like, WTF, he's going to be a bad president because he's happy?!

She also wished that race and gender hadn't come into the election (fair enough) and that his acceptance speech sounded more like it was on behalf of his race than for what he stands for. I pointed out that McCain invoked the fact that this was a win for African-Americans in his concession speech, and then Mom asked if he even is African-American. Apparently she was hung up on the fact that his mom was a white woman from Kansas.

AND THEN she says there's still lots of questions about him - whether he's a Christian or a Muslim and I cut her off right there and said that he's a Christian, totally Christian.

"But then why does your dad say he asked to be sworn into the Senate on a Quran?"

In my head: Since when do we ever listen to what Dad says?

To my mom: "He wasn't sworn in on a Quran. He was sworn in on his own Bible."

The conversation ended shortly there after. I threw the phone across the room and just hung my head muttering "Jesus Christ."

How the hell did I come from my family? My parents are conservative people. Always have been. They've never been particularly politically active, either. I vaguely remember going with my mom to the polls once as a kid, and she wouldn't let me go in the voting booth with her because voting is a private matter. Then I just so happened to be back in Holland for this year's primary so we voted together - her in the Republican line, and me in the Democrat (where I voted for Hillary Clinton, after briefly considering writing in Stephen Colbert, since the Michigan primary didn't matter anyway).

I, on the other hand, regularly write to my representatives about various political issues. The most exciting thing for me about turning 18 was getting to vote for the first time (the 2002 was just a few days after my birthday and I got to vote for Michigan's first female governor). More than once I've considered getting into politics as a career, whether as a politician or in a supporting position like political speech writer. During my breaks from work last night, I wandered down to the concourse at Rockefeller center to see the cool setup NBC news had. If Billy and I hadn't had our pizza-date, I would have been watching the election reporting live.

Where on Earth did all of this come from? Most other politically-minded people I know learned it from their parents. I'm some weird anomaly.

October 4th, 2008

In which my dad proves he's a big old softie

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It's no secret that my dad and I have had a...contentious relationship for the past 23 years or so. There have been lots of knock down, drag out fights between us over the years, but in the last two or three that relationship has mostly been on the mend. Sometimes I still think he's a bonehead, but for the most part, he's a good guy.

I was talking to him on the phone today since yesterday was his birthday (no, I'm not a bad daughter. I called and left a message, but they just changed phone service so there was some weird stuff going on with the machine), and in updating him about life I mentioned that every time I get off the subway to go to work, I'm greeted by an advertisement for the museum featuring Jim Henson and various Muppets, including Gobo, Wembley and Sprocket! And then I complained that the various museums are too darn expensive. So Dad asked that if he gave me $50 for my birthday, would I go to the museum. I told him of course I would, but he didn't have to because he and Mom already gave me $200 so I could fly back to Ypsi for my bridal shower this month, but he's insisting.

So for my birthday, Billy and I are going to the Museum of Modern Art. Thank you, Dad :-)

August 24th, 2008

Om nom nom...braaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinsssssssssss...

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I'm working on another original story ~gasp~ Two original stories started in one year! This is (seriously) a record for me.

It's about zombies. I am loving it much more than I was loving my erotic novel. I'm still keeping that one around; it's very possible I'll still finish it and try to publish it. But way too often I find myself NOT IN THE MOOD to write angst/smut/whatever.

So now I'm writing about high schoolers fighting zombies. OMG will I ever need a pen name if I try to publish both of these.

Getting a little bored at home. But at least my cats are settling in and not freaking out too much any more. They still don't like the dog (poor Coyote was SNEEZED on the other day by the dog!), but she's a big dog and they're little cats, so it's understandable.

Oh, found out something crazy about my mom yesterday: she has a crazy conspiracy theory that Japan wants to take over the United States. They're inundating us with their manga and anime and "so many" people are learning their language. And why would so many (white) Americans want to do that when Japan is such a racist country? They're going to destroy our economy and blackmail America into forcing us to accept waves of Japanese immigrants and they're going to take over the west coast.


Going to see my grandparents today, then meeting with the officiant tomorrow, ordering bridesmaid dresses on Tuesday, LEAVING FOR NEW YORK ON WEDNESDAY. HOLY CRAP.

August 22nd, 2008

Ugh, so hungry

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Apparently no one in my family eats real food anymore. Or maybe they never did and I've just lived away for so long I've forgotten?

Seriously, the only entrees in the house are one giant effin' porterhouse steak, and some frozen Digiorno pizzas. And I'm pretty sure my brother would attack me with a pizza cutter if I dared make one of his pizzas.

Everything else in the house is snack food. Moderately healthy snack food (mmm, watermelon!), but not enough to eat as a meal.

And yet, that is what I've been expected to live on since I got home on Tuesday night.

I am so hungry.

It's also probably why I'm so tired even though I haven't done anything but sit in the garage, tending the family's garage sale all day.

Plz to be giving me food now, kthxbai.

Oh, also, family? Please mail in the check to repay my loan. Like you said you were going to A WEEK AND A HALF AGO. No wonder they've been calling 3+ times a day.

Me=not happy camper.

March 3rd, 2008

The Talk

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Apparently this weekend (or at some point, but this weekend seems logical since I will be home) Dad and I are going to have to have A Talk.

Mom warned me about it tonight. Apparently Dad is rooting for his family to be invited to the wedding.

I was actually stunned speechless for a moment. Then all I could come up with was "What is there to talk about?"

Apparently my dad admits that his family isn't particularly deserving of an invitation, but I should invite them anyway.

The gory details of why I HATE these people and thus don't want them anywhere near me on MY DAY )

In short: the only "Crafts" at my wedding will be myself, my parents and my brother. Seriously.

November 16th, 2007

One night down, two to go.

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Opening night was last night. My least anticipated one. Ever.

I came out after the show to see my parents and Billy. They all loved me...but it was a unanimous agreement that 90% of the rest of the show sucked. Either there were mic troubles, or the plot was incomprehensible or...everything just sucked.

I just keep telling myself I only have to put up with this shit for two more days.

But it was nice seeing my parents. They gave me money! I mentioned to them that I had blown through way too much money in my bank account in the last two weeks from eating out for at least one meal every day (I made sure not to mention that "way too much" was $300). Between getting paid yesterday and the money they gave me, it's now like I only spent $60 this month, a much more manageable sum.

Call is supposed to be at five tonight. We go on at eight. I'm going to pull a diva move and be late for call. Because there is no reason that call should be longer than the actual show is.
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