I am tired and talk about my recital and my kitty (a bit) and the neighborhood cat.2:15 a.m. - 2002-06-27
Hmmm, I think I will have an especially true name for this entry:
The Many Non-adventures of a boring girl that is so tired that she's literally having trouble keeping her eyes open. And Three's Company is on. Wow--that really says something.
Gee, I'm tired. I have a dance recital on Saturday. And a double-fied sunburn. Got it stuck to me twice in 2 days. And I just got a body liner, for the show so my bare-naked ass isn't hanging out backstage, but apparently I'm not supposed to have any breasts. And my breasts should be riding about a foot lower than they do. Hello Capezio? Can you hear me? The things cover my nipples, barely, but it ain't comfy. I'll have to wear one of those sticky bras underneath. And then you have to take them off. ugh. Its like taking a bandaid off, except on your nipples. **shivers with anticipated pain**
I've spent the whole week getting all my crap ready for the show. And getting body glitter. Called Boyz-n-berry. By bon-bons. Doesn't that sound like something a tween would wear? And I feel fat. And, um, tired. I have dance class tomorrow (I guess today, now), so I'll get some exercise then. And then maybe I'll go for a nice run on Friday. The show is on Saturday. I think I said that already. Rehearsal: 10am-3pm. ugh. as if I won't be tired enough. Have to be back at COCA (okay, I was just searching for their website so I could pop the link up there. And I want to know why the hell hotsheet even has a seperate search of their own? It doesn't find shit) And, my friend Chian is coming. She hasn't come for the past 4 years, but this year she decided to come. She doesn't know where COCA is, even though I e-mailed her directions, so she gets to come back up with us at 6 pm. Whoo hoo. And its such a stressful day, and I never sleep well the night before. And I'm going to stop whining now, even though its so easy!
And I just had a nice stretch. And I need to go to bed. Ben (my darling cat) has already indicated that he is more than ready to have me come to bed. I betcha he's going to rub the cold wet cat nose on me when I lay down. ugh. Even though I kinda like it. My little sweetie-poo. I've been reading sage advice-- the patches thing. He's adorable, although not anywhere near as cute as my boo-boo. Of course.
We have a neighborhood cat too. Someone takes care of him, although I wish they'd put a collar on that sweetie. He's kinda plump, and he has really pretty long black fur. With a little gray. He could kick Ben's ass in 2 seconds flat-- He weighs, like 3 pounds more than him (which is a lot when your cat at his fattest, which is still thin, weights about 8 and a half to nine pounds), but that doesn't stop Ben from territorially screaming at him through the window. Thank god he's an indoor cat. Although I totally don't agree with outdoor cats in general. But I'm not going to go on that tangent right now. I'm sure you are looking forward to it with pleasure. :o) Anyway, see ya all!
:}o) (pretend I have bags under my eyes. and not tea bags.)
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