Football


So I am sitting here, watching the Super Bowl. I really don’t like the Patriots but I don’t dislike the Giants as much so I guess I’m rooting for the Giants. I honestly don’t think Tom Brady is hot. There’s nothing wrong with me! I just don’t find him very attractive. That commercial with Justin Timberlake was HILARIOUS!! And Tony Romo was in it. Yay, Romo! <3 XD But that Planter’s commercial with the uni-browed woman was also very humorous.

But we’re supposed to be having a production meeting for The Merchant of Venice right now and I’m not paying attention. I’m a bad assistant stage manager. But I was in paint call earlier for For Colored Girls… and I phail at not being OCD. Yeah. But I got a lot done today. Life is good. Very good. Going to go get my cartilage pierced later this week.

-:- autumn

Okay, so when I start these things I just have to write forever about random things. And I’m still putting off reading that costuming textbook.

So I am tired.

And depressed.

Who else is sad the Cowboys lost their first playoff game? :’[ It seems as though VCU is filled with Redskins fans. Like, everyone who I verbally fought with before and during the Cowboys vs. Giants game now likes to rub it in my face. I’m so disappointed. An example, Joe – ah, yes, that Joe in previous posts. So we’re all leaving Shafer St. Playhouse from Color Theory class around 7:30pm. Joe pops out of this magical door I never really knew existed (there are a lot of secret doors, stairways and rooms in Shafer St. Playhouse) and is all like, “Heys, was up, guys! You should come see God of Hell,” and so on and so forth. And then he turns to me specifically and yells, “HA!! HAHAHAHA!” So out of habit I threateningly point a finger and reply, “Shut up! I’m already depressed about the game.” Insert sad pouty face. But Joe flinched and looked scared which surprised me. Meh. It’s just the Cowboys vs. Redskins hate going around. :/

my brother, MacDuff. But hopefully I have it all worked out so I can see my siblings perform in the 2008 One-Acts back home at OP. I know I should try my best to go because I’ve never seen my sister perform in the four years she has and she’s been to every single one of my shows. Even the show’s that I do tech for. And this is the first time my brother’s performing. Lol – I’ve been told he runs around in a kilt. Apparently, he’s MacDuff in MmmBeth directed by my darling Ray. It’s a parody of Macbeth, obviously. But Shannon’s directing the one-act my sister and my noodle boy, Charlie, are in. I think it’s called Snow Sort of White. Elizabeth’s Partless and Charlie’s Prince Charming. I actually went in one day and Charlie had failed to walk like a man. Apparently so did my brother. It’s sad, I know.

I need to stop being a blog whore. Gosh. Xp

-:- autumn

ps. I am very confused to why the God of Hell posters have cows on them. :/?