Hmm . . . I don't really feel like blogging. In fact, I feel like NOT blogging. I don't want to be doing this. At all. So why am I doing it? Well, stuff has happened, and I feel some need to record it here. I just wish I didn't have to type it. I'm so lazy. But then again, I have a headache, and looking at this bright screen makes my eyes want to implode. So, maybe I should quit blabbing and actually record the thoughts, ideas, and events I want to record.
So yeah, Chris apologized again, and basically told me that he likes me a lot but because of bad experiences in the past, he's afraid of getting hurt. But he realizes that his fear is just hurting me, and he's really sorry about it. He has stuff to work through, and I understand that. I can't say I'm ready to jump into his arms, but I know where he's coming from. He's forgiven, but its hard to forget something like that, even though I know that its purpose wasn't hostile. Basically, I'm not really mad anymore, but I'm proceeding with caution. We may be going to a movie Friday. He has to get back to me on that.
Oh, and Sin City comes out on Friday, and OH MY GOD, I can't wait. It just looks so cool, and Clive Owen is so incredibly sexy, I think I'll cream my pants the moment he's on screen.
Yeah, I've been rather extremely horny lately. Like, WAY more than usual. Like, oh my god, I need cock really bad. I'm so dirty, lord. And porn doesn't really do it. I mean, I finish, and I'm still horny, but don't want to look at porn. I need a body. Something physically here. I suppose another part of it is that I am in the type of horny where you want to please someone else as opposed to pleasing yourself. Lord, I have been so dirrty when talking to Brad over AIM the other night. Wow, he's going to think I'm a total slut. Maybe I am. I dunno. Right now, yeah, I think I am.
But yeah, Brad is a really fun guy to talk to. We just talk about the stupidest stuff, and it's so much more fun than I ever thought it would be. Yay for craziness!
And yeah, concentration at play rehearsal tonight was completely gone. Why? Scott must not have been wearing underwear because his cock was soooooooooo showing through his shorts. Like, more obvious than the guy in Pride and Prejudice. Like, I could literally tell shaft from head by the outline in his shorts. And, damn. Just, DAMN. Danaconda is such an apporopriate nickname. Damn.
ARGH, I'm so dirrty! Wow, I really feel sorry for anyone still reading this. But, DAMN. At least my headache is gone. So I guess this won't be quite as short and brief as I originally intended.
I signed up for a Pizza Eating Contest here at Dana. I'm so totally going to blow everyone away. I was all looking up eating contest tips all afternoon, and I have the PERFECT strategy. Those other mutha fuckas are gonna be eating my dust . . . err . . . crumbs. Yeah. And the $50 will be MINE!
I'm finally getting my one-man show somewhat underway. It's going to be a long process, but at least I'm starting on it. I just need someone or something to teach me a really good german accent. Any one have any ideas of movies with good german accents?
Also, Dr. Palmer has had me choose new songs to sing in my voice lesson, and he's having me sing Memory again. I'm not sure if he remembers that we worked on it my sophomore year, but oh well. We worked on it the other day, and, wow, I just really love that song. Its so beautiful, and perfectly fits my range. It shows off my lower range and my higher range as well. I think I may try and use that as an audition song for grad schools. The only thing is that its sung in the musical by a female character, so I dunno if it would be entirely appropriate? I really don't know how those things work. Maybe Doc will know.
And I really have to actually sit down and do my research project proposal. I was going to do it tonight, but, well, the "outline" at rehearsal, Chris, Brad, and other things have lead my mind quite far away from thoughts of homework.
I'm so dirrty. Damn.
But yeah, I talked to the whopping 3 other people at the GSA meeting tonight about my project idea, and they'll see what lesbians they can round up. Things seem to be looking good. Once I get the details officially figured out, I'll go about contacting people specifically about it.
So, yeah, things are looking good, except for the extreme dirrtiness. Yeah.
