Hee. Tonight we talked about the Buffistas he's met. They all (screen names) start with C. Cass, Calli, and Corwood. He's actually hung with Corwood twice; once in his town and once in ours.

And, yeah, as far as humans go, he doesn't suck.

Really doesn't. Next time? Hanging at the Grapevine so there's more time to just idly chat.

Man mixes a mean drink. Ask him for an alien secretion. Ohh. or a suspended animation.

Oh, Noes!!!!!11!!1!1!!!!

I apparently drew the attenton of the Internet Blocking program at work back to b.org yesterday, because it was blocked again today. I'm so bummed. It was so great to get to chat with my peeps again all day yesterday. And now...dark. For the forseeable future.

I guess I'll catch you guys on the random evenings and weekends where I can.

And now, I really must shower as I worked out this evening (Good Girl!) and I want to rid myself of the stinky before I fall asleep sitting up again.

Profile addy's good if anyone needs me.

Le sigh.

How 'bout I just ask him to immolate me? Dealer's choice.

Bummer about the blocking, Epic.

I need to be asleep.

I also think that the play is just not gonna work. We simply do not have enough kids who can do it, between work, school and family duties.

Crud.

Can you maybe do a less ambitious project? Something with some wee scenes? Maybe a mix of bits of Shakespeare and other things? Traditional and modern? Is it the text that's the main problem, or the commitment/skills of the kids? 'Cause maybe you could have some working on other stuff? Like, er, the opening scene of 'Pulp Fiction', or whatever? Or even (although I'm rather horrified at myself for even thinking it) get them/you/somebody to rewrite the damn script and do a modern language version, which would at least mean they understood what was going on - maybe start off with the Chorus coming on and doing the old iambic pentameter from a book and then have the brawling folks at the start come on and deck him in passing, and throw the book into the audience, and shift into modern English?

...I'm just loath to lose it altogether. Even though it's nothing to do with me. I'm sad for you.

Grrr. Insomnia back. For no reason I can tell at all.

Anyone calling me inappropriately too early will be held responsible for damages. Damages are likely to include both my phone and whatever it hits. I hope they have money.

Oh and I microwaved a fork. Might need a new microwave as well. No premeditation on the fork thing. Completely didn't deserve the microtorture.

I stole Cass's sleep. I suck.

Of course, I was awaken at 7 by my mother calling to find out if I had slept. Um...yes, but I guess no more.

amych! I hope doggie comes home soon! How terrifying! Toto and I are vibing for all of you.

Can you maybe do a less ambitious project? Something with some wee scenes

Fay, my school only has 130 students, and there's just not enough students with the time, the interest and the transpo. But, do not fear! I am working on a combo poetry slam/talent show/ dramatic monologue Spring Fling afternoon of Talent thingie. My girls want a beauty pageant, which I am loathe to sponsor, based on my feminist principles, but seeing as it really just an excuse for them to dress up at school and wear pretty dresses, I find that I am weak. I lurves me students. I dunno.

The Show Will Go On!!!

Shoe post! I got these in the mail yesterday and I am totally in loves with them [link] I'm thinking about having a wedge love affair and getting these, too [link] If I dressed in anything other than jeans, I'd totally love to have these dressier ones [link]

For your amusement, I'll close with these aptly named lovelies [link]