tds

I have no problem saying that from about eleven in the morning until about ten thirty last night was the single worst day i've had in years. Because it finally dawned on me what bothered me about the acting class: it was a sense of deja vu. It wasn't an acting class so much as a group therapy session. Down to the room, it reminded me of Redlands, even the exercises he had us doing were done, for the most part. And, to be totally honest, i had a wonderful panic attack & had to leave. I stayed an hour or two longer than i wanted to, because i felt i should try to make it work, & i think i deserve some credit for that. If only for hearing the horrible girly sounding guy say his cat smells like cinnamon & lavender, which was pretty funny. But yeah, i felt worse than i have in years. It was bad, & while i don't think i'm entirely over it at the moment, i'm MUCH better. The class will be dropped, because i just mentally can't deal with that right now. And because, all that aside, i find the teacher to be obnoxious & the class to be the Land of Misfit Bores. Now if there had been, say, a flaming homosexual getting into a fight with a chronic masturbator with the Michael Jackson skin disease, i'd have given it a week, just because to witness such a thing twice would be stunning.

Fortunately, i talked to catagogo for a while, which i can't thank her enough for. Then i was whisked away by Omeganightmare, Digital_Ninja, & Lobster_Mobster to get bombed. Which was very nice, by the way. And it was good to see Marge & threelessthanten & get to officially meet Junior Deputy for more than a couple seconds. Good people, all of them. Hope to get to know them better. Anyway, yeah, alcohol is the nectar of the gods. And Vallejo is far away. Omega, Lobster & i ended up crashing at HQ for hours. So the second half of the day was the best i've had in a long time. Well technially today was the best day i've had in a long time. Ironic, i guess. Eh. I missed class today, though, which isn't a big deal, i don't think.

I also have made a critical life decision: regular sex would make me a far, far better person. I've got big ideas, people. BIG. Like PT Barnum. I'm a broadcast journalist.

Speaking of which, i get to go in Friday afternoon to do radio stuff. I need a good on air name, & maybe a show name. The show name might end up being Low Fidelity, which was the name of the show i had in Ukiah, only because there's already a myspace for it. And oddly, for some reason the shows i've done have had some variation on John Cusack movies, specifically "High Fidelity." Last show? Sonic Deathmonkey. I was Sonic, because the other guy (who's fucking amazing) called Deathmonkey. Anyway, i need names.

And because it's getting to be that time of year, i want to make sure no one thinks i'm seriously crazy. Because i'm not. I don't have the energy or the desire.

Doo-wop should make a comeback. I love that stuff. I'm listening to "In the Still of the Night" right now, & that's got to be one of my all time favorites. Saying that probably means some shitty band will cover it, but who cares. I just enjoy the kind of complex simplicity it has; no one relies on vocal power anymore, it seems like. Just production & power chords. Which is fine, don't get me wrong, but it can get tiresome. I need to get back into attempting to write lyrics. Just because it's a skill that it couldn't hurt to have, i guess. Or at the very least a good creative exercise.

Anyway, yeah, for anyone who cares, there it is. There's allegedly a "guys night" coming up, which i think is going to happen during the Girl's Night thing, so as to distract us while they paint nails & talk about us. Which is fine, i guess, but time has taught me there's nothing like a chick to keep a dude from doing stupid shit. Or to make them do stupid shit. It's a sociological thing, trust me. Broadcast journalist. The point i'm failing at making is without women, men are left to their own devices purely for their own amusement. I think it will be entertaining, to say the least. And i'm assuming there will be booze, so yeah.

Later.