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 I'm in a very David Bowie mood today. Alright, every day is Bowie day in my household, but even moreso today. What is it about him? It rattles me. But I usually don't complain about it. I mean, come on, its Mr. Bowie. Supreme Godliness Extrordinaire.
Setting my fantasies aside, in almost eight hours I will be sitting in class. What a bugger. I've developed complete insomnia, I'm sure of it. I've been walking around like a zombie the last few days, and its starting to get noticed. Eric thinks it has something to do with extraterrestrial lifeforms. Although, Matt blames porn. But Matt always blames porn for any crisis. In fact, Matt probably poses for porn.
Zsa Zsa Gabor hasn't found a home yet. I'm starting to get worried. I can't keep Zsa Zsa and Pierre Cardin Jr. in the same house anymore, they're absolutely insane when put together. That, and Zsa Zsa is only house trained. She hasn't even grasped the concept of snow yet. I took her outside yesterday and she started rolling in it, making little kitty snow angels. Well, I guess she kind of grasped the concept. Somewhat. Anyone want a free cat?
Well, tommorow marks the first day of classes AND auditions for whatever the production is going to be this year. This uni usually puts on crap shows, but at least its something to do. Last year, and the year before I didn't even get some kind of lame back stage gig. I swear, it is so prejudiced. At least my audition kicked ass. While everyone did some kind of lame mime in a box crap, I did the whole seductive Lola scene from Damn Yankees. It pretty much rocked. Although, I never got a call back. LAME.
I better at least get a light crew job, or something.
Goodnight,
Lola |
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Name: Lola
Home: Montana, United States
About Me: Un rêveur plein d'esprit
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