Killer.

Yeah, like I said before... No one reads these blogggs. And that's how I like it.



Well, anyway, let's start with the age old question... Did I pick my skin today?

Hmmm...

I will answer that with another question...

Does a little picking count as actual picking?

Ha. That was dumb. Dumb ol' me. O' course it counts.

But I didn't pick anymore than the average person would. Umm... do average people without skin picking problems pick their skin more than us dermatillomaniacs? Tricky question. I believe we all pick at our skin sometimes --- The classic huge pimple on muh face... gotta get rid of it 'cuz I gots a hot date goddammit!!!!!! Or the classic huge pimple on buttocks... BUT... we won't go there (it doesn't happen to me, I've just heard urban legends about it... from... other.... peop...le...with buttock pimp...le's...)

Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah... legEonds.

Agh, whatever. Let's move on.

Today I went to school. *applause*

And I attempted to give my presentation on a scene I did in a school play recently. And... it didn't work. *applause ? ??*

The classroom's DVD player was being retarded and completely ruined my presentation. I was gonna show a scene from the play I was in. So what did I do? I gave the damned presentation anyway. By... acting out all three parts at once.

I kidd.

I can do that. But didn't do that, ya know? I only had 5 minutes to give a 20 minute presentation, afterall.

Anyway, I think it went well.

I also worked today... mmmmm, worrrrrrrkkkkk.

I kidd.

Blehhh, petuie, ewwie, sick, barf barf, die.

Hmmmm...

I decided that even though I have SOOO frigging much to do, I would go see the Actor's Showcase at my school. (If I have so much to do, why the hell am I blogging? Oh right... THERRRRRAPYYYYY. :)

Well, where was I... oh... yes... The Actor's Show-to-the-Case.

Ah, The Actor's Showcase. Put together and performed by theatre students at my school (not including I this time... womp womp, ha ha). At first, I thought it was gonna be a bunch of one-act plays like it normally is (but if that's the case, it's usually called a "director's showcase"). I was heart-attackingly elated to find this was not the case this time.

The program included not only 3 HILARIOUS one-act plays written by students, but also... a standup comedian (who is in my theatre class), my school's improv troupe (taking audience character suggestions and improvising scenes from them), a real-live sword fighting scene from The Three Musketeer's, and various other scenes that had us all flipping over in our chairs with laughter or tears, whichever (that is, if our chairs were not mounted to the floor).

The last one-act of the entire show was so very ridiculously funny. It was written by a student at my school and improv trouper named KJ Samora. The play was called "Hello, I'm Evil" and it's like an AA Meeting, except it's a meeting in which everyone admits how evil they are. Each character also shares a common nemesis of whom they live in constant fear of (the nemesis's name happens to be 'Captain Pilot'). Of course, a seemingly normal man who has alcohol problems shows up, but is disgruntled when everyone at the meeting is tries to persuade him to admit he is evil. Michelle Luz casted and directed it and did a great job. The actors were so awesome, as well. UGH!... I wish I could post a clip of it on YouTube or something. If I had you know, recorded it with a CAM-ERRR-RAAAA and shit --- especially the scene in which Billy (who is supposed to be a wannabe 'God' with anger management issues and is of course tormented by 'Captain Pilot') arrives at the meeting and heads straight for the snack table. Upon finding the Oreo's missing amongst the full cups of water, he gives one swipe of his arm across the table, and screams "WHO ATE ALL THE OREO'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Cups and water go flying everywhere. It was killer.

It was a nice day all in all though. Truly.





p.s. I found out my work almost got 'taken' yesterday, but my co-worker's awesome tactics scared the person off -- TWICE, in fact. She didn't know he was a robber though. She was just busy helping a co-worker with something, so she did a shoo'ing motion with her hand, and told the guy to wait --- yes! TWICE! He got pretty super discouraged, and said "Aw, shucks!" and ran off with his tail between his legs. Then came back 5 minutes later, got all puppy-ish again and yelped away in sadness. No $ for YOU!

K, I made that last part up. He did get discouraged and leave though, then repeated it once more.

Three of our locations have already been 'stolen from' in less than one month. It's pretty (not) dope.