the subway is a rollercoaster that takes you to work.

I am so emmereffing bored.

I have done nothing, and will continue to do so until next monday. Errr. I should have thought this through.

I'm pretty sure I've gained about sixty pounds in the last two days.

I TOLD you I was going to forget David Cross on Jimmy Kimmel. Godammit.

I have had an insane three days. I was dehydrated, I puked on my friend's lawn and I thought I was going to die. Then my work computer broke, so this is my first time online since monday. Everything is out of order.

I'll get it sorted out and get back to you.

aw.

Dude.
I have to tell somebody.
I can cry. If you ask me to, and you're not giggling, I can have red-eye glassy tears inside of fifteen seconds. I'm sure lots of people can do this, but, I couldn't! not this easily anyway! and now I can! Not rolling down my cheeks, that takes focus and time. Like, eight minutes or not at all depending on the situation.
Not that it's a marketable skill, not like outchugging my male friends or knowing obscure facts about 80s television, but a skill all the same.
Yes, I am horribly shallow and lead a pointless existence.

Long-haired lover from Glasgow is coming to Toronto in a few weeks. I'm getting a "maybe" from the man who holds the key to the VW Golf. Just so you know, the crying thing won't come in handy here.
A scottish film festival sounds really good to me right now. Getting out of town sounds really good to me. Seeing a silly crush in person . . . I dunno. I always feel weird about it. He's just a guy. But then again, he's really hot and scottish, and that makes me really happy. I'll just see where life takes me.

One of our friends got to meet Viggo Mortensen over the weekend. She emailed us a picture of him offering her a piece of candy. She accepted, bliss followed.

Look how cute david is down there.
blinkblink.

I'm getting the sinking feeling there are far too many people I know in real life who read this.
Not that I care, but I kind of do, you know? I have written things in haste and been judgemental towards people when I shouldn't have, and I shouldn't feel like I have to take it back but people also shouldn't have to read it about themselves. Bah. Whatever. It's not necessarily private, but if you know me, if you want to know my business, talk to me. Don't go reading my journal, it's not for you. It's for the people on the right who live all over the place.
I'm not going to delete this but I might change the address. We shall see.

I gonna throw this phone out the windah. That would be inappropriate, eh?

I went away for 24 hours and it's taken me 24 hours to recover.
It was really great. it wasn't even a weekend but it was totally refreshing and fun and just great. Ellicottville is really beautiful and really empty in the off season. I didn't pay for a single thing the whole time. It was just way more than I actually deserve. I went horseback riding and it was great. They put me on a gigantic horse, and I had to get into and out of a saddle higher up than I am. The stirrup was at chin level.
"Do you think you could put your foot in the stirrup from a standing position?"
"No, but I can't touch my nose with my big toe from a standing position either."
" . . .so I should get the box."
"yes, please get the box."

It was precious. We had a huge four hour dinner complete with a lady explaining our wine. Then I stayed in the biggest hotel room I've ever seen.
More than I'll ever deserve.

I came home yesterday and fought to stay awake during the Hulk. (not a comment on the movie at all, I loved it) and then I slept from 6pm to 1 am, got up and watched the Office, went back to bed at 2:30 and slept until 11. Awesome. I didn't do any of the laundry I promised myself I'd do, so now I'm in a dirty shirt and workout pants, which, if I don't get off the computer soon I'll have to wear to work tomorrow.


go to party
listen to the dj
dance d-d-dance d-dance and go crazy
d-dance and go crazy
just the smell of the summer can make me fall in love

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Who's going to completely forget/sleep through it?

::raises hand::

"It doesn't sound like satanic stuff," she said. "They take people that nobody will miss. And they have big boats."


Let's name the yachts of satan's minions!
(cue "baby elephant walk")

Lucifer's Lady
Rubadub Beelzebub
Lil Devil's Dingy
Fancyface
Ol' Scratch's Damned Boat

I can't actually think of any more.
:P

I feel like I haven't been home in a month. I've only been home long enough to sleep and shower lately. I am taking the first week of July off. Not going anywhere, just wasting time. Lying around, getting a tan maybe. Doing some laundry. Maybe. The bf is taking a month off of work due to the demands of the shakepeare festival this year. Thank god.
The guy needs to unwind.
I bought a TMBG cd and a Modest Mouse cd last night. Happy times.

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I love this show.

I am really excited about the corporate retreat. Seriously. I hate myself.

We have to be all businessy Friday morning, but then big fancy free lunch, horseback riding, big fancy free dinner, big fancy free hotel room. We have four people working on the wine list. Yay-uh.

I watched the Radiohead concert on M2 last nght at A and Js. Awesome. Do people still say "awesome"? Am I a dork?

mope mope mope.

thomebody do a little danth or thomething.

I thad.

I'm having sadness issues, but not real ones. As in: I don't really have anything to complain about but I still want to cry. It happens.

I saw Spellbound on Friday. Awesome. "B-E-E happy!"

friday five:
1. What's one thing you've always wanted to do, but never have? Drive on my own.

2. When someone asks your opinion about a new haircut/outfit/etc, are you always honest? I am pretty honest, but not so far as to hurt somebody. I know how to be tactful, but I also don't just slather on fake praise. I hate dat sheet. And I'm not really picky anyway. I like everything.

3. Have you ever found out something about a friend and then wished you hadn't? What happened? I kind of wish my friend hadn't have given me a copy of the special *ahem* men's video catalogue for which he apparently writes reviews. I just find wank-related material to be a personal thing. He's proud of it though, so go him.

4. If you could live in any fictional world (from a book/movie/game/etc.) which would it be and why?
Middlearth, I guess.

5. What's one talent/skill you don't have but always wanted? I sure wish I had the gift of gab! Outside of that, a photographic memory.

I learned a lot last night. Most importantly, I learned that I walk very, very slowly. I jogged pretty well the first half mile and then my feet and calves cramped up bad and I had to walk the rest of the way. I have a 17-minute mile. Embarassing.

The upside? Free sandwiches.

Kristen is moving on Saturday morning.

Since when do I get so attached to people?



:(

This board is fast and danger.

We felled a tree next to our house last night. I didn't actually do any of the "felling". I just watched and then cleaned up the twigs after it was over. It was dramatic and tense. I do not like ladders and chainsaws.

This house is totally burning down.

Diet blogger tastes just like regular blogger.
At least my page is back to normal.

I had a read through last night for the new show. Um, abstract, surreal, or just plain weird? For the entire show there are two scenes going on at once, and we all have to talk at the same time. For one scene five of us are talking at once. It's ok though, the whole show should only be an hour and a half long.
:/
It'll be good. I do have my new favorite line from any play ever:
"Hi, I'm Hamlet, Prince of Denmark and this is my tennis partner The Second Law of Termodynamics."

Still sleeping.
snore.

I'm being stalked by a fruitfly. I dreamt last night that Secretary of State Colin Powell blow-dried my hair. Sassy.

I was cast in a show that goes up in July. So that's cool. I haven't read the play yet, but I get the impression it's going to be one of those freaky "can't invite the boss" kind of plays. Again. Why can't I get cast in stuff like Aresinic and Old Lace or Our Town? You know, stuff people have heard of, that doesn't make them shift uncomfortably in their seats?
I complain, but you I know I like it this way.

PS- Most of Saturday night was spent watching 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and rolling change with the BF.
The result: $90.50 and two backaches.

Fuddy Meers is the funniest play I've ever read. So that's decided.
:D
It was especially nice to open up a little pink sam french book and see the name "Mark McKinney" under original cast. Warms the old bloodbag.

The script is on it's was to LA. Which reminds me I need to register it but quick.

Other than that I have done nothing useful with my time. I actually got up this morning and a little voice inside me said, "Sarah, sloth is one of the seven deadly sins." and I said "so is wrath!" and I pulled out my glock and took out that inner voice's kneecaps.

This page is chaos.

I love you.

The Mighty Mighty Bosstones are doing a free concert downtown tonight but it's damn freezing out and also I kind of have to go have dinner with K considering she's moving to PA for the summer and LA after that. I'm not a big fan of mmbt but I think they'd put on a decent show. And I would get all jump-up-and-down when they played that one song I know. and I just noticed the Voodoo Glow Skulls are opening. I'm almost leaning toward going now.
If anybody wants to come to buffalo, tmbg is doing a free concert on July 17th.
and Aimee Mann on August 14th.

Have ya heard? I have mass and take up space!

Last night was about pina coladas and jet set radio future. I realized after about a half an hour that I enjoy neither. The pina is too sweet and the jsrf has a few too many bugs.

I wish I was better at this job. I'm not going to try harder, or buy nicer outfits or get here early, I'm just going to wish.

I'd rather paint the toenails of an angry rhino than file.

I will be mauled by a mob of midgets.



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I'm proposing "Fuddy" and "Whale Music" to the theatre for next season. I've ordered them but haven't gotten them yet.
::crosses fingers::
Whale Music is a cast of 10 chicks. It's not at all what he wanted me to find, but I am fed up with the sausage party that is Buffalo theatre. I want to get some ladies on stage that aren't just stage dressing.
Mmmm-sausage.
Mmmm-dressing.

"Allow me to throw my legs in the air and pollute my britches with delight."

The Simpsons got good again all of the sudden.

I'm irritated.
1. My printer has taken a shit, and I think it would be fine if I could just buy a new cartridge. My boyfriend won't LET me. He's going to try to "clean it out first". "Let me try to clean it out first." It's been two weeks and he hasn't gotten around to it yet. I could have printed out my stupid screenplay and entered it by now. I could have bought a new printer for seventy bucks by now. I'm going to guess he's never going to get around to it, and he's going to refuse to drive me to office max becuase he doesn't want me to spend 25 dollars on the only thing I fucking care about right now. It's all his anyway. His computer, his car, his printer.

2. Don't get friendly with receptionists on the phone. I know it's hard to stifle that altruistic instinct to brighten my day by asking how I am and how is my day and what is my name but you know what? I hate being on the phone and I generally have eight balls in the air at any given moment, so don't do me any favors. Don't treat me like a human being, because I might start to think I'm wasting my potential here and run for the hills.

3. Everything sucks.

4. I really hate the telephone. I'm becoming a luddite, but just for phones. And cell phones.

5. My skin sucks, too.

I'm just going to shit all over everyone's day. How 'bout that?