Thursday, September 30, 2004

so i really shouldn't be online.. i have so many other things to do.. clean my room, catch up on tivo'ed tv, sleep.. but yet i am here. my addiction to the internet.. even when the internet can be boring.. is deadly.

tomorrow i am excited to be able to stay at home and just chillax. my weeks lately have consisted of being out of the house everynight.. and while that may seem exciting.. it is tiring. this week was softball, hockey, and stage managing tonight. friday is bday party, saturday- rehearsal, bday party and sunday- hockey then rehearsal. yikes yikes yikes. i am looking forward to tomorrow. i hope i don't waste it online :P

work was interesting on tuesday night. some short funnies are that this old lady came up and asked me if a team was playing at that time.. or rather .. where the team she wanted to watch was (the puckheads). she swore that they were supposed to be playing right now at that rink after i suggested that they were an ice team. she says to me.. "no i KNOW they're playing monday at 10pm" i say to her "it's tuesday."

there's a team that has consistent fans coming each week. i don't know if they're just friends or wives or something.. (i never turn around to look.. i don't know why) but they're japanese women with slightly fobby accents. i always hear them commenting on the game.. cheering on players.. and whatnot. a few times someone would miss the shot, or fall or something "amusing" to them.. and the group of them (2 or 3? i can't tell) laugh/giggle so daintily it's like those japanese cartoons. not like the raunchy laughter that i have when i find something really funny. but it was just like a soundtrack to anime. haha.. why can't i be more ladylike? and cute and japanese.. in little school girl outfits. hah.

keep one of the next 11 thursday nights open for me. i'm stage managing (really just pressing buttons on a light & sound board) a play and you guys should come see it.. and then tell me how great i was in making the show just right. haha.. i'll know it's all bs, but it's still nice to hear. i need a little love sometimes.

man o man.. it was 11:30pm when i was contemplating going to bed.. now it's 1am.. why doesn't time fly this fast when i'm at work?

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