Nosepads

My aunt is raising a baby squirrel, yes that is right a squirrel. i truly believe it runs in the family to be so comforting towards natures animals because not 5 years ago we were raising our very own Sarah duck. In our basement sink i might add, and she stayed for a almost 4 months. It also has become apparent that if everything works out perfectly i am going to be traveling almost every weekend from about two weeks away until june. I am going to my friends birthday in Long Island, The harry potter premiere with my aunt in boston, to montreal with my aunt, virginia with choraliers, and nyc with my family. i dont have the money for this : / Hence why i am desperately looking for a job! Today i got an interview at Sears just for answering some questions but my goodness do i hate Sears. It was the only place i told myself i would never work, only lowly people work there and i hate it (except that it has lands end in it) and yet here i find myself all interviewed-up for Sears. Joy....

          Theres no tab button, everytime i hit it the cursor just disappears, i think we should strike because now how will all of my carefully placed indents be in the same place! What is this world coming to........ tut tut
           My rattie is very sit, my little jamima is wheezing and can barely breathe and thats on antibiotics, i think we need a nebulizer. Jolly is recovering well from her surgery and i find it hard to believe that a rat who has been sick for a year and has been on medicine can be worse off then a rattie who just got her entire stomach split open and scooped out for tumor and is bouncing around two days after the surgery with no pain meds.... jolly amazes me, if shes not being her usual narcoleptic self she is bouncing.  She was up for about 5 mins today before falling back asleep, the poor dear. 

Ugly word of the day: Narcoleptic
Pretty word of the day: Umbrella


LIVE FROM NEW YORK ITS SATURDAY NIGHT!!!

We wonder why

 So the musical (a very productive production) is over with and with the two or so weeks its been since its ended i have taken any moment i can to sleep and calm down and now maybe a bit more delayed then i would have hoped i am back writing and intend to continue writing. 
Life needs background music. It just plainly makes life so much more meaningful. This realization has occurred to me many a time but this time i have somewhere to voice my interests. Not 3 minutes ago i reached into my lap and pet my rattie Jolly, the tune from the death scene of titanic (nearer my god to thee) with the quartet started to ring across my laptop speakers and i watched as she fell asleep in my hand as i pet her and i thought of how her tumor could end her life at any point and i would be incapable to help her. The combination of music with the memories and nostalgia made me almost cry, not to mention the rain and gloom of outside. I then proceeded to read some of my friends blogs about liking people and taking the leap for it and that of course made me think and of course at that moment under pressure was playing... another fun blog i read was lightened up with some glee. Its positively amazing how music can affect you and your very thoughts, moods, and way of visualizing.

To,well you know who you are, i think you should take the leap and go for it, thats the problem with us is we hide and bottle any emotions towards anyone. We wonder what could happen to our reputation or our image through the eyes of others if we do a certain action and my goodness we all just need to let go and jump, heaven knows i could and i think we all have something keeping us back. Just put on an inspirational song let your hair fly in the wind and jump.............

Well folks thats what you get for makin Whoopee

I do believe that i am positively giddy tonight! Life is amazing......... its raining, im talking about Portsmouth, and i am fixing everything with my dearest sue. And no it has nothing to do with the title. Now trust me i would have written sooner however i have been up to here swamped with work and rehearsal and friends and sleep. Now the time has changed forward........... everybody complains about losing an hour of sleep but the truth is if you go to bed at the same time you do everynight... thats saying fake time not old time for example: 
you go to bed at 9.30 on the 1st of march but on the 14th you go to bed at 9.30 as well even though the time has changed. 
I basically just took a simple process and made it about twenty times harder.... lets put it this way we dont loose any sleep. Although i feel like i have lost about three hrs of sleep every night for the past two weeks. 
       So tonight lets talk about Cafeterias and the oddity of them....... i mean the sheer oddity. You take alot of people, you put them in a large room with a ton of tables in it and they all eat, yes eat together, but not as in one large buffet table with twenty gazillion leafs, no separate tables with separate people eating. it just baffles me the very concept of it. Nobody ever gets that but to me it is so very odd, i mean very odd. It really makes you think about society, yes society that tells us that we all must sit together and eat food, we buy food in a cue and put it on flat pieces of plastic. its all very..... socially formed. well i must sleep, i will be so much better at this when im not dying from exhaustion and stress. Au revoir mon meilleur amis Je regrete fatiguee. 

My eyes look charming today

Today i bought and paid for my own brand new pair of Vogue name brand glasses. That's right.... no more oxidized, now silver, chipping, nose pad missing, scratched, super glued pieces of glass i was wearing... They are gold and yellow... very awesome and flashy. My kind of glasses, after a lot of bad glasses that were nothing special i took a chance and put on the shiny ones and my heart went pitter patter.... only glasses meant for you will make you go pitter patter.  im tired.............zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

toodles

Never put a seltzer next to the cooling vent of a laptop

I have gone to rehearsal and everybody is horrible.... we spent a long time getting yelled at and i know that nothing will change. Its process you see, we mess up, bob gets angry, we get yelled at, we shut up for about 2.345712 seconds and then we mess up all over. Now not to be full of myself or anything but when i say we... i mean everyone else because i have done basically nothin wrong but i cant tell other people to be quiet because then they will talk behind my back and call me a b#!$*, Yes bob preaches of a family and what do we get.... backstabbing, rude, disrespectful, selffish, whiny thiefs.... yes thats right people are stealing other peoples things now. Isnt that just great and to save drama club from being closed the school is now informed. A successful charming productive family has now turned into a rotting pit of mediocreness. So now to help me get over it i am ranting about it in my blog, eating synthetic american cheese by the slice and accidently missing my mouth with a can of the worst stuff i have a round.... cranberry lime seltzer.... thats right no soda.. seltzer. Im over it.
        My elior and i are back together... thats right i gave her another chance... this is her millionth ;) to all who dont know, elior is just my friend, i am interested in men, she is my hypothetical sweetie but shes seeing several others....
        When you put a seltzer next to the fan thing it gets really hot... just for future reference. It does not taste good and the liquid is hot and depending on the average distance from the can to the fan it becomes very hot.... making you freak out and periodically burn your hand. The great thing is that you dont actually burn your hand, in actuality the can is most likely very cool but your mind having realized the position of the can instantly tells you: BURN BURN BURN!!!!! Then you realize how very demented you are as a person and continue in life to blog about it. Yes i am an awesome person *flicks crumbs off shoulder/ shrugs* I am sitting next to an insulated swirl serve server.... pretty awesome man.
         My friend is getting his haircut at 9.33 at night... how crazy is that. 9.33 and they arrived at the hair place at 7.30... you have to wonder what the barber was doing for so very long. Im rambling and i can only imagine how much you are enjoying this...
Toodles

Oooo Burn

After debating for a very long time about getting a blog and then seeing my Sophie get a blog i have decided that i am going to copy her in ways and start my own ramble of nonsense. So now you get to hear me yap for a very long time... and trust me i will be writing for a very long time... You have to admit now im in style... oh joy. Think about it, a movie featuring Meryl Streep and Amy Adams is hit theaters about that's right blogging,and countless people have blogs including a special somebody who calls my friend... elm? i believe its elm.. i just remember it being some kind of three lettered tree. So yes this is me... i am a complete dork and you will learn to love it.
As i sit and observe the latest episode of Big Bang Theory (the greatest show ever) I have to wonder what the point is of reacting to insults? What is the purpose of sounding like an idiot after hearing someone being insulted and instantly making a noise you would characterize with a large mammal trying to find a mate, or making some intelligent remark about the overheating of an object to the point of combustion. Lets explore this:
Insulter: That's what your mom said last night
Insulted: *crickets chirp*
On looker with awesome reaction noise: Ooooo Burn!
I mean come on guys... is this really intelligent sounding at all? what is the point of this...
I would continue with this rant because this is rather short but i am being yelled at and am not enjoying this at the moment so I'm going to sign off and leave it at the note of why in the world do you act like a two year old when you hear someone being dissed.. we should just do everything that way... hey want a brownie?... oooo she got offered a brownie... hm maybe it will make life more exciting. Toodles