Lies and Propaganda

Getting Down with my Bad Self

Monday, June 30, 2003

this weekend, was, well...not much of a weekend. workday, workday PERFORMANCE. it was only one song, but still. I was a bit disappointed, because it didn't go as smooth as i'd hoped. I mean, they weren't bad, but the second run through in the rehearsal was much better. oh well.
It's hard to jump into that song, without having sung the whole show. usually, you have the whole show to get 'warmed up' for it. Ach. oh well. We have a short week this week, thank heavens, for both work and rehearsal, so I can clean my house, and go shopping and just RELAX. oy, what a month june has been, and july aint lookin much easier. but that is okay. august will be loverly.

i keep having dreams about our new house. where we will put things, moving in, just living there, having parties and such. it's going to be so fun. it will make our life much easier. "what do you mean you have to go home?" "hon, I haven't been there in 3 days, I have to pay bills and stuff!" "I have to clean" argh. it will be mooooch betta. Cause then we can do so in the SAME HOUSE! Wooo hooo!

Am also lookin forward to actually having places to put my stuff. I've never lived anywhere that really had ENOUGH closet space. This should be a treat! you all just wait...my place will be so clean when I have places to put things....!!!! hee hee! (insert your own brand of skepticism here)

well, that's all to report. must go to work now...aiiieee.

Thursday, June 26, 2003

Well, it's happened. We got our lease, and signed our life away in blood.
I hope I like my new roomie, otherwise we are in big trouble...:)
I should probably say, I hope my new roomie likes ME. That is the truth!

I actually can't wait. I have never lived with a guy. ever. I think it will be fun. It will be like....like....playing house, FOR REAL!

I think we got the best apartment we could ever get...it's enormous. We can fit friends and company comfortably, and still have enough space for us to stay out of each other's way, AND we can fit all our stuff. It's very exciting. I think we will have to buy homey things (whew, the first thing i wrote was HOMELY, not what I meant...freudian slip heh heh) like curtains, and a new entertainment center, and patio furniture, but we need to be careful. we need to save money, for...a house....probably a wedding too in there....

He says he wouldn't be surprised to actually see me planning the wedding and us just getting married BEFORE he gives me the ring! oh well. We haven't really spoken about it lately...I hope it is coming soon though....I dunno. We talked about it a while back, and haven't again lately. Hm. Well, I guess I should double check,eh?

But he's very happy too. We are disgustingly happy.

and sometimes i am still suspicious....like...when does that other shoe drop...you know? But most of the time, I don't think of that....I am just....HAPPY. it's been so long since I've been happy, I can't even remember feeling like this before.

Tuesday, June 24, 2003

Ahhh. Genius bf fixed blog, so now can write.

today was great! we found a home. much screaming, yelling, hopping and doing of the 'happy apartment dance'. It's swell--a huge apt, nearly an extinct species in this city. I mean really, you'd think that people would revolt. Outrageously expensive + no space = people saying, okay, let me just go broke by living in this tiny dump. argh. v. frustrating.
so today was good. I feel we have triumphed over crappy apt living, and into luxury apt living, without the price tag! WOW. someone should hire me to write jingles. oh, wait....

Am reading the new HP. It is v. much more British than the last one. My only regret is that I don't have an entire weekend to sit and read the book all the way through cover to cover. Out loud, with accents. No, really. SIGH. I do wish I had more time. I must do it in pieces. Shame, really. oh well.

everything else is, HECTIC. The show is going well, although, now, we get to move right before it is over. But, noting happiness in first part of entry, I suppose complaining is absolutely out of the question. But I'm much better under pressure, doing everything at once. Or at least, it seems like it.

But, I think I'm...I'm...happy. weird.