Cohabitation So I have reason to believe that my suitemate's girlfriend is currently living in the suite.

There was the previously blogged about mysteriously appearing q-tips, and I've also noticed that said suitemate has really girlie bedclothes. I can probably ignore that since I just lost some serious cred myself by using the word bedclothes. Another indicator of possible cohabitation has been the number of showers taken in our shared bathroom in the past few days.

Sidebar: What the frak is Dane Cook doing in an ad for the baseball post season?

Supposedly I share a bathroom with one other person. Given the average amount of times per day a college student showers, there should be about two showers per day in my bathroom. However, I have noticed that the number of showers taken has dramatically increased over the weekend. There hasn't been in increase in the number of bathing products, but from my own experience, I know that doesn't explicitly remove the possibility of extra people living here. Additionally The toilet paper seems to have been dwindling at a faster than normal rate, but that could just be my imagination.

I'm torn between my jealousy fueled need to cause emotional pain to people who are currently not single and my libertarian desire to celebrate the freedoms that can be found in the college atmosphere. To report or not to report, that is the question.

Also I've been having serious recurring back pain over the past week. The first time was at rehearsal, and just now I got hit with another. I'm not sure If it's a posture thing, if I'm using a bad chair or if it's possibly something more serious. I don't really want to go to the on campus quack shack so I'll probably just keep dropping Motrin. Yes, I admit it. I enjoy Ibuprofen.

Also I received a bag of gummie worms in the mail. It came with a bag of gummie bears, a jury summons, a passport application and a bag of lifesavers. I've been eating the gummie worms and have found six mutant worms. Typically worms come in two styles: green and clear, or red and yellow. Mutant worms contain all four colors. It's possible the bag contained more mutants, but I ate a lot of them in the dark so I couldn't tell.

Also I'm currently working on three different performance pieces. There is the play I'm working on at LCT, (Laughter on the 23rd Floor,) a piece for my acting class (an excerpt from David Ives's Ancient History) and a short monologue for my voice class (Leonard Cohen's "Famous Blue Raincoat") This is all very exciting, but I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my memorizing straight.

Relax Sheila, I've got you.

Labels: baseball, bedclothes, Dane Cook, girlfriend, gummie worms, indecision, jealousy, memory, Motrin, pain, passport, shower, suitemate

  ¶ 9/30/2007 11:48:00 PM (0) comments

  Topic Free Blog I know what you're thinking. "this blog is rarely topical anyway" True, but this time I've started this post with no idea whatsoever of what to blog about. Let's see what happens.

I still have a cold, but I've run out of tissues. I'm currently using paper towels until I can convince myself to go to wal-mart.

I have get my application for my passport turned in so I can go to Canada this summer.

I'm going to perform a scene from Ancient History by David Ives for my Acting class. This is very exciting because it is probably my favorite play by Ives and I wasn't sure I could find someone to perform it with me. We start rehearsing next week.

I've started using my New York accent for the play I'm in. I'm not sure how good it is, but I haven't had any complaints yet.

Callahan and his girlfriend are coming up to see the play on opening weekend. I offered to let them stay in my room, and it's probably going to be a tight fit.

Every woman I find myself attracted to is already in a steady relationship. Many moons ago I swore to myself that I would not be "That Guy," but I can now see where "That Guy" comes from.

Little Boxes on the hillside. Weeds is a fun show, but I'm not sure I like the direction this season has taken. I'm just now catching up on 30 Rock.

I watch too much TV.

This post is going to have a lot of tags.

I really think the Nelsons' story would make a great play. I'm just not sure what it would be about. (their blog can be found here.)

I can't frakking believe that Clark is 7 and a half years old. Where does the time go?

I have managed to stay on my two pages for the entirety of the semester so far. I had one bad day where I forgot about it until after I had eaten, but I wrote three pages that day to make up for it.

I submitted my script to RROAPS already this year and so did some other people I know. I just really hope his script doesn't get picked. I don't even know what it is about, and I don't really care, but if his previous scripts are any indication I don't have much to worry about.

I want my bands back. You can't have them anymore. I'll give back Wicked, Millie, The Cars, and even Cabaret, but I want exclusive rights to Ookla the Mok, the Streets and Moxy Früvous. I think that's why I've been listening to so much JoCo. He's all mine.

I never really liked "Unworthy of Your Love."

I need to take a shower.

Rock on Diego.

Damn you Booth!

Aristophanes' play The Knights is going to be the topic for my research paper. He makes fun of the leader of his country and discusses free speech.

You're fighting the outfit and the outfit's winning.

Edit: Apparently I was wrong about the Tags. there's a limit on the number of characters.

Labels: accent, Aristopphanes, Booth, Callahan, Canada, David Ives, Diego, free speech, music, passport, performance, random, relationships, RROAPS, shower, sickness, That Guy, The Nelsons, TV, writing

  ¶ 9/28/2007 02:54:00 PM (0) comments