Feb. 1st, 2010

this weekend was pretty insane.

saturday was OMG get to the gym groceryshopping rehearsal shakespeare's land of the dead in edina monica's birfday party crash.

sunday was OMG clean winter's tale reading still winter's tale reading STILL winter's tale reading make tacos inhale tacos stitch n bitch get ready for the week crash but no be kept up until 2 in the morning by assy neighbors.

regarding the gym: the downtown YMCA is actually very nice. i miss belonging to the YW, but the M pool is clean and in a huge windowed area.

regarding land of the dead: unfortunately, i think i was in an accoustically poor area, because i couldn't hear a lot of the dialogue. which is doubly unfortunate because there is much much much more dialogue than zombies. now. i do wish for more zombies, always. but john is clever, and what i did catch was full of fun intellectual tickles. note to self: ask john if i can actually read a copy of the script.

regarding monica's party: i like monica and her cakes. i have been introduced to invader zim and feel a little cheated, because y'all have had so much time with him, and i so little. i recognized vasquez' style during the opening credits and facepalmed meself. if i had known...i would have been on the zim train long ago.

oh shit, it's snowing. *mentally planning extra time to get to rehearsal tonight*

regarding winter's tale reading: longest. reading. ever. so much joy sucked out of it. the pastoral sequences killed me hard. i really would like unbound to consider it, but after that murder scene, i can understand if some are swayed against it.

regarding tacos: tacos are made of awesome. i don't know how it gets in there, all i do is fry meat and make rice and heat beans. the awesome just crashes the party all on its own.

regarding my assy neighbors: you know, i do try not to be racist/sexist/nationalist. but sometimes, you just get a group of people that just act like idiots and assholes. and i'm pointing my finger at you, somalians. individually, i have no problem with them. but when they get into groups (or into a car), shitcakes do they piss me off. the ones that live directly below me have no concept of spacial relations. if they did, they wouldn't shout their conversation when they're sitting in the same room together. i hate that their friends all come over and wait for me to let them in--or buzz random buzzers until someone does. and they certainly do not read or adhere to their lease that clearly states you should be quiet during sleeping hours and not turn up your music when the clock goes from the midinght to 1 o' clock hour. "please keep it down." "sorry, no speak english." bullshit. you know how to say "let me in, i dont' have my key" pretty fkn fluently. this is the first time i've complained, but far from the first time i should have. and even farther from the first time that others HAVE. my rental managers tell me they will be out by the end of march, but with the complaints they've gotten lately, they may be evicted sooner than that.

and now, if you'll excuse me, i'm going to find an empty office and take a nap.

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