We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to…..

i had a sudden hunch that she would be
so i checked
and
amy sedaris is an aries!
of course of course of course
women aries are the bestest

stupidity is a capital crime.

my goddamned vintage suede lederhosen ripped again during last night’s show.
not surprisingly, it was made in the 50s.

Oh what to do to die today at a minute or two ’til two
A thing distinctly hard to say yet harder still to do
For they’ll beat a tattoo at twenty to two
With a rattatta tattatta tattatta too
And the dragon will come when he hears the drum
At a minute or two ’til two today
At a minute or two ’til two…

i can’t take the motherf*** make up off.

If people weren’t so fickle, wouldn’t it be loverly? Loverly. Loverly.
Also, I discovered Inger Stevens.
+ Angelos Bratis’ show tonight.

ah the days off.
groped butts last night at that boring party
so many podcasts to catch up on
so much food to devour.

my costume ripped at the butt during the show..
no underwear.

tomorrow: first day off in over two weeks.
sweet fatigue. wrecked my body tonight at the show.
will watch dvds, listen to podcasts,
eat pizza!!, cuddle with the monstahs.
gonads/good times/click da bibi

ah gad
we’re eating at brizolakia.gr
i eat the fries
’cause i don’t eat the meats
murder
show was fun!
ok, tomorrow..

alright already, yes, i now know my lines 100%, fook.

rehearsal finished at 2:30am last night.
i’m very, very tired.
my lifo interview is in this week’s issue.
καλύτερα να μασάς, παρά να μιλάς.