WHEEEE!
Hung out at Caddi's shop yesterday. Had a blast. Helped him sort jewelry and answered the phone. Hehe, I felt special. After that I went to rehersal. Grrr, I hate the guy I'm paired with for one song. He's a gigantic off. He dips me at the end of it and he presses his fingers into my back so hard that I've got a bruise from it. In the middle of the song he has to hip check me and he does it so hard then I fly into the guy next to me. Let's face it people...I'm not that big of a person...a 300 pound man hip checking me sends me flying. So anywho, I went up to the director and I was like "Matt's being too rough with me." So she had us restage it and when we were done and coming out of the dip he pushes me. He's the biggest asshat in the world.
Today I painted the set. It's all Vaudeville ad bills that we have to paint (lots of detail) and the set design class started painting it last week....the problem is they're all Persian. Every one of the ads looks like it's written in Farsi. We had to go over everything and try to make it look legible. At one point I was even like "Hmm...that squiggly line kinda looks like a car....so I'm gonna make it a car." Heh. My friend's hanging out with me now...gonna go see Kill Bill v. 2 soon.
Edit: Why do guys think they have a right to attempt to force themselves on me when I invite them over to just hang out?
Hung out at Caddi's shop yesterday. Had a blast. Helped him sort jewelry and answered the phone. Hehe, I felt special. After that I went to rehersal. Grrr, I hate the guy I'm paired with for one song. He's a gigantic off. He dips me at the end of it and he presses his fingers into my back so hard that I've got a bruise from it. In the middle of the song he has to hip check me and he does it so hard then I fly into the guy next to me. Let's face it people...I'm not that big of a person...a 300 pound man hip checking me sends me flying. So anywho, I went up to the director and I was like "Matt's being too rough with me." So she had us restage it and when we were done and coming out of the dip he pushes me. He's the biggest asshat in the world.
Today I painted the set. It's all Vaudeville ad bills that we have to paint (lots of detail) and the set design class started painting it last week....the problem is they're all Persian. Every one of the ads looks like it's written in Farsi. We had to go over everything and try to make it look legible. At one point I was even like "Hmm...that squiggly line kinda looks like a car....so I'm gonna make it a car." Heh. My friend's hanging out with me now...gonna go see Kill Bill v. 2 soon.
Edit: Why do guys think they have a right to attempt to force themselves on me when I invite them over to just hang out?
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........I am the Man of La Moncha.......it's Sunday that waiter should be a callen'.
The reason the guys areforcing them selves on you is probably because you're an irresistable wee Irish charmer. You just tell them were to go lass.
Alpha xxx