When I like a song, I become obsessed. Currently I'm listening to "Something I Can Never Have" by Nine Inch Nails. It's on repeat on my MP3 player. overandoverandoverandover

Sunday was a fabulous day. I went back to the apartment after an all night party and slept on the couch. Not very comfortable, but I didn't want to drive all the way back to Glendale. Paul went tubing, so I got to watch 8 hours of tivoed shows. CSI, Charmed, Numbers, Without A Trace, Saturday Night Live, etc. That's a lot of TV. Now I only have Lost and Alias season finales to watch. I'm so sleepy I can barely stand it. What was that? OK, I guess I could go to bed.

P.S. This weekend I'm losing my Vegas Virginity. That's right, folks, I'm going to Sin City for the first time. I am so excited I could throw up! And yet a little sad b/c I sort of always thought I'd go with Paulie. Ugh. Sometimes I amaze myself with my patheticness.

It's sad that I'm excited to pay $2.19 for gasoline.

One month today.

My physical therapist has devised a new way to torture me. It's called, "The Jackhammer." Here's how it works: A heavy metal deep tissue massager is placed upon my thigh. Steve manipulates it around my hamstring, hip, and quad. Whenever he works my quad, it is the most intense tickling feeling on the planet. My eyes water; I want to pee and puke at the same time. It's almost unbearable. I try to breathe through it, but that does no good. But my knees feel great when we're done, so I suck it up. I tried digging my nails into my arm today, and that helped a little. Except now I have chunks of skin missing and it's swolen and red. I think I'm going to stick with the deep breathing.

In other news, here are some more websites to visit--the first two I've added to the left:

Dave is in the improv troupe with me. He's very cool. And has music on his site he composed. Check the Tuesday, April 5 post @ 12:10 pm. Last night he sang during rehearsal b/c Specht pimped him out. But, lucky for all of us, Dave has an amazing voice. Sigh.

Ben, also in the troupe. He's brilliant. I like him a lot. But will never attempt to make out with him. You're safe from me. heehee He's moving up to L4, and my heart is breaking a little. No one moves boxes like him. Big sigh.

zha has some of his films up now. The Red Room stars Joe Baker and Amanda Beede, two people I've done shows with (in college). I miss them TONS and can't wait to see everyone when I visit this fall!

"OK, check this out. This is track 2. It's called, 'Monster Eats the Pilot.'"

I love Heather. Check out the Church Sign Generator and also her signs. It's funny to me b/c I'm also in improv.

Tried to change my template last night b/c looking at the one I have now makes me nauseous. Decided it was too hard and kept the same layout. Grrr...I don't even like the colors anymore. So if anyone wants to help me (for free), I am open to suggestions.

Tammy's husband doesn't like me. For no reason other than she has a new friend. But *she's* the bad influence on *me*. For instance, she talked me into getting a two piece swim suit this year. Trampy, I know. This is the first time since 6th grade that I've had one.





We'll see. My stomach sure as heckfire doesn't look like hers.



Much fun was had this weekend. Woke up Saturday morning at 7, did not go to bed until Sunday night at 10. Well, there was a three hour nap Sunday afternoon that I didn't count. Girl F confronted Boy D about a crush. Boy D said no thanks, which I think devestated Girl F a little. Plus, Boy D made out with Girls A and C in Car T. Girl F will now be taking two weeks off Improv Troupe J to get her head straight. Also, she tried (unsuccessfully, I might add) to make out with Gay Boy B. This is why I don't drink all that much. By the way, none of those people or cars involved were me. However, I did have a huge hand in getting Girls F and C drunk. I make strong drinks. Sorry ladies.

And no stress about Platonic Friend. Emails were sent and no one feels stalked. Excellent. Coffee will be had sometime in the future.

I like making friends.

Getting to know someone of the opposite sex is a tricky thing. I went to see an improv show Sat night, but as I never carry cash, a friend paid for me to get in. I am going to bring a couple of energy drinks he likes next time I see him as a thank you. The tricky part is, I'd like to get to know him more. Not in a romantic way, but he fascinates me. If I invite him for coffee and he declines, and I still give him the drinks when I see him, I think he would feel stalked. So now I have to wait until after I give him the drinks to see if he wants to get together. This would be much easier if he were a girl. Then nothing would be misconstrued. Ugh, is it always this complicated?

Also, I would like to go horseback riding. There's a place by South Mountain that I'm going to check out.

My new love is Ben. I have mentioned him before. Problem is, he's not so much into girls. Last night after a disasterous attempt to go to the Sandbar, I got a drunken text message from him. That made my night.

Stupid vagina.

I made a new friend. Her name is Tammy. We work together.

OK, so tomorrow I'm going in to get some overtime and Tammy and I are going to go to the batting cages afterwards for a bit. Then I'm going to Macayo's for dinner, then The Originals, a new improv group with some people I know, then to Sammy's for his graduation party. I'm really looking forward to being social. I go for periods of time where I hibernate. When I was single and in Ohio sometimes I would go for months without much human contact. Just me and my cat and the TV and computer. But now I have made some great friends in the JesterZ and am going out more often. Case in point:tonight. A few girls are going to the Sandbar for drinks and dancing. I won't stay late b/c of work, but at least I'm going.

Tammy also mentioned travelling. I've lived in AZ for 2 years now and haven't been outside the city. So we're going to Sedona and the Grand Canyon. And maybe Mexico. Tammy is cool as hell and I'm glad she was transferred to the seat behind me. Even though I haven't been doing much work lately at all. I wish I was independently wealthy so I wouldn't have to work and I could do what I wanted all day. I would take the 6 week improv course in Chicago this summer. I would see more movies on the big screen. I would go to Hawaii. I would work out every day. I would learn ASL, Spanish, and French. I would take more acting classes and workshops.

Someday soon...

A fun conversation at work:


Cassy, "Renee Zellweger just married a guy who fell in love with her by watching her movies."

Me, "Eew, creepy."

Cassy, "So there’s hope for you and that Bloom guy.

This has been perhaps the busiest week of my life. I had physical therapy (for my knees) twice, personal training with Dom twice, cavities filled, rehearsal, show, appointment for a second job, a voice workshop, work on Saturday, a picnic, another show Saturday night, and then a bit of socializing. I drove Mindy home after the bar/IHOP trip, and we crashed at her place. We stayed up and chatted for an hour and finally went to bed around 5. I got up at 7:15 and drove home. Her dog, who is incredibly cute and friendly and I would normally play with him but I was flippin' tired, chewed on stuff all night long and was very loud. So I didn't get much sleep. Two of the things he chewed on were my socks and bra. I found them undamaged but covered in slober the next day. El Grosso.

I thought the show went pretty well Saturday night. I received some nice comments from other L4 players who came, which I appreciated. Today I washed my car and two of the Wendel's, and I took a nap for a little bit. I think I'm going to go to bed super early tonight. Muchos tired. Oh, Lindsay's car was broken into yesterday, which sucks. She ran in to the gym for 5 minutes to pick something up, and left her purse on the passenger's seat. She came back to find her window smashed and her purse gone. Which included her cell phone. Now, anyone who owns a cell phone knows what a pain this is. I wouldn't be able to contact half of my friends if I lost mine. She has to cancel all her accounts and get a new driver's license. But, hopefully that will teach her a lesson. I used to keep stuff in plain veiw in my car until it was broken into. Twice. In three months. The first was in front of a boyfriend's house and my jacket, school bag, and waitressing money from that night was gone. Then I went to OU for Halloween to visit Heather, and I parked in the garage one level above all of the police cars. My stereo and CDs were take. Now I don't even keep anything in my car. Well, other than junk. But I take my purse everywhere or lock stuff up in my trunk.

Next week is going to be almost as busy, so I'm preparing myself for that. Looking forward to seeing War of the Worlds and the last Star Wars at some point.

I feel weird about Paul. I've seen him almost every day for almost three years, and now we barely talk. I feel like a pest if I call to chat. It's like he doesn't want anything to do with me. I don't know....

Did I mention my sister moved to Vegas? It happened over a month ago. But so far she's met and talked to Carrot Top and Rudy Giuliani. She saw the former mayor in the street and asked if she could shake his hand. Needless to say, she's liking Sin City much more than she did when she first moved there.