Well, its been a WHILE since I've thrown down a new entry, and I AM pretty fuckin drunk right now, so it seems fate has come a knocking...
Check this shit bitches.
So life has been hectic, its hard to imagine there's life outside the walls of academia but damnit if I'm not trying. The trouble is, especially with a major in theatre, you spend so much time either in classes or prepping for a show (in my case Swing) that you end up losing track of folks. I've been in the city more than a month now...no coffee with Liv so far, no SG nights, NOTHIN! If I were a pirate, this would be the point where I use my hook for emphasis: ARG!
And whats worse (or better, because hell, I AM an actor, and work is work) is that my first show overlaps with another lead i got in a black box production of a Moliere piece, so that the DAY I am out of Swing, I have to have a Moliere play memorized.
So, here is my proposal. I turn 22 (Old man for my grade, I know) on October 7. The reason I mention this? Last year, on my birthday (the big 21) I had no party, took no shots, NOTHIN. All because my future roomate Aaron fell and got a concussion and I was the good friend that drove him to the hospital. So for this birthday, I need to make up for lost time. If anyone is in the greater Manhattan area around say the 22nd (since Swing runs until the 17th) and is interested in doing any illegal substances and/or dancing all night at the roxy, please drop me a line. Its not a party if its just me folks, and damnit I NEED A PARTY!
So yeah. That's my beef. Live it, love it, send me e mail.
...Let's see...anything else? Mmmm....Sunny completes me and one day? Babies. Nuff said. Other than that, I guess you're free to go about your non-me lives.
Peace out from your friendly neighborhood Drunken Master.
Check this shit bitches.
So life has been hectic, its hard to imagine there's life outside the walls of academia but damnit if I'm not trying. The trouble is, especially with a major in theatre, you spend so much time either in classes or prepping for a show (in my case Swing) that you end up losing track of folks. I've been in the city more than a month now...no coffee with Liv so far, no SG nights, NOTHIN! If I were a pirate, this would be the point where I use my hook for emphasis: ARG!
And whats worse (or better, because hell, I AM an actor, and work is work) is that my first show overlaps with another lead i got in a black box production of a Moliere piece, so that the DAY I am out of Swing, I have to have a Moliere play memorized.
So, here is my proposal. I turn 22 (Old man for my grade, I know) on October 7. The reason I mention this? Last year, on my birthday (the big 21) I had no party, took no shots, NOTHIN. All because my future roomate Aaron fell and got a concussion and I was the good friend that drove him to the hospital. So for this birthday, I need to make up for lost time. If anyone is in the greater Manhattan area around say the 22nd (since Swing runs until the 17th) and is interested in doing any illegal substances and/or dancing all night at the roxy, please drop me a line. Its not a party if its just me folks, and damnit I NEED A PARTY!
So yeah. That's my beef. Live it, love it, send me e mail.
...Let's see...anything else? Mmmm....Sunny completes me and one day? Babies. Nuff said. Other than that, I guess you're free to go about your non-me lives.
Peace out from your friendly neighborhood Drunken Master.
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Take care and happy acting!