I was informed that I need to update. So here it is...
So there is much newness going on. First off, there was a death in my family recently. A few weeks ago my aunt died
*sadpanda* It wasn't unexpected, but still very upsetting. She was my mom's last living relative, so she's taken it pretty hard. But that's enough of sadness.
I recently joined the circus. That's right, the circus. Pure Cirkus to be exact. Check out the web page. Pure Cirkus is a freaking amazing group of people. I've been going to their shows for awhile and loved every one of them. When they sent out a notice saying they were looking for new techs, I joined up. We have everything from fire dancers, grinder girls, clowns, acro-balancing and contortionists to illusions (the Bullet Catch rocks my socks), juggling, piercing suspensions and aerialists. I haven't met everyone in the crew yet, but so far, I really like everyone I have met. It's a big bunch of crazy ass people doing some crazy shit cuz they love it. I don't think I've ever met a more accepting group. Plus the perks are pretty fucking cool too. Whenever they work a club, I get in for free. Get to go back stage. Hang out in the green room with circus performers, bands, and other performers. A couple of weeks ago, I got to work a performance at some corporate Xmas party. Got to tell a bunch of drunk cubicle dwellers to get out of the way, access to the open bar and top notch buffet, and got to hang out in the green room with the band. Good times. Tonight, we worked a show at a rave. We shared a dressing room with some other performers. Hanging out with the sexy santa clause dancer girls, pushing around etarded ravers, helping said sexy santa dancers adjust their costumes. Hell yeah, it's the Cirkus life for me.
But alas, my time with the cirkus is about at an end. My girl and I are moving from Seattle to Baton Rouge in just over a week. We take off on our 3200 mile drive on January 1st. We are heading down there so that she can finish her last year of veterinary school at LSU. My apartment is wasteland of half packed boxes.
Today my 9 year old niece totally schooled me at Wii Boxing. She kicked my ass. There is no way to defend against her Chaotic Windmill Attack. No way. She'd kick Rocky's ass. But I did manage to trounce the 6 year old girl. Aww yeah. I whooped her good. She won't be trash talking me anytime soon.
So there is much newness going on. First off, there was a death in my family recently. A few weeks ago my aunt died
*sadpanda* It wasn't unexpected, but still very upsetting. She was my mom's last living relative, so she's taken it pretty hard. But that's enough of sadness.
I recently joined the circus. That's right, the circus. Pure Cirkus to be exact. Check out the web page. Pure Cirkus is a freaking amazing group of people. I've been going to their shows for awhile and loved every one of them. When they sent out a notice saying they were looking for new techs, I joined up. We have everything from fire dancers, grinder girls, clowns, acro-balancing and contortionists to illusions (the Bullet Catch rocks my socks), juggling, piercing suspensions and aerialists. I haven't met everyone in the crew yet, but so far, I really like everyone I have met. It's a big bunch of crazy ass people doing some crazy shit cuz they love it. I don't think I've ever met a more accepting group. Plus the perks are pretty fucking cool too. Whenever they work a club, I get in for free. Get to go back stage. Hang out in the green room with circus performers, bands, and other performers. A couple of weeks ago, I got to work a performance at some corporate Xmas party. Got to tell a bunch of drunk cubicle dwellers to get out of the way, access to the open bar and top notch buffet, and got to hang out in the green room with the band. Good times. Tonight, we worked a show at a rave. We shared a dressing room with some other performers. Hanging out with the sexy santa clause dancer girls, pushing around etarded ravers, helping said sexy santa dancers adjust their costumes. Hell yeah, it's the Cirkus life for me.
But alas, my time with the cirkus is about at an end. My girl and I are moving from Seattle to Baton Rouge in just over a week. We take off on our 3200 mile drive on January 1st. We are heading down there so that she can finish her last year of veterinary school at LSU. My apartment is wasteland of half packed boxes.
Today my 9 year old niece totally schooled me at Wii Boxing. She kicked my ass. There is no way to defend against her Chaotic Windmill Attack. No way. She'd kick Rocky's ass. But I did manage to trounce the 6 year old girl. Aww yeah. I whooped her good. She won't be trash talking me anytime soon.
Wow, congrats on the exciting new job, how awesome!!! What an amazing atmosphere to be around.
Have a great Christmas!