I wonder if I can get a little teeny tiny post written before I have to leave for work in half an hour? Let’s see.
This is kind of not even a real post but later in the week you totally don’t get posts due to all the busy-ness so take ’em as they come, darling sunshines, take ’em as they come. That’s what she said.
So it’s a week of running around like a crazy. I did/have to do the following:
- see a play that I’m not reviewing, just for fun (it was very good)
- go to dinner and a play with a friend (also very good, the dinner, the friend, and the play, quite a success all-around)
- go to a committee meeting at the theater
- get a fancy-schmancy haircut with a real hairdresser, not even at Supercuts, you guys, I KNOW
- and of course still go to work and eat and sleep and such.
I AM EXHAUSTED JUST THINKING ABOUT ALL OF THIS.
However, I have a two-day weekend coming up. I know you’re all “um, that’s just called a ‘weekend’ by regular people, Amy” and yes. Yes, it is. But since I work Saturdays, I don’t get real weekends. But I have Monday off! Martin Luther King Jr. Day! So that means this week, I get a REAL weekend! Two full days off! I AM SO EXCITED!
Oh, and side-note, the play I saw last night had a very very pretty man in it, who was a., tall, b., British, c., funny (that’s really kind of a trifecta, I told friend K. if he had a beard I’d probably have melted out of my seat) and after the show he apparently was trolling Twitter for mentions of the play, and he totally tweeted me, yo. So THAT was exciting. (I have a friend who works at the theater, and she saw him after the show, and said, “Oh, you must be the hot, tall one!” because that’s what we told her he was and he was apparently all embarrassed and flattered, so that’s nice, then. I think she should have found out if he wanted a green card marriage because I am not at all opposed to that. And I’m sure he could GROW a beard, you know? He didn’t seem to be particularly follicularly challenged.)

Tall, pretty boy is on the right. The other boy’s not a ghoul or anything. He’s fine. But the other one…sigh, sigh.
We are just about to the point where we pick next season at our theater, and then I have to start reading a billion one-acts that were submitted by the general public for our Playwright’s Showcase in July, and THEN I can finally read some things for FUN. Yes. I know. That probably isn’t the most exciting for anyone but me, but I’m totally stoked about it. I have a billion library books to read, plus all the books on my Kindle. They are all crying out for me. “AMY COME READ US!” they say, and how can I resist that, really? All those sad books?
OK. I have to go clean the snow off my car. And then drive to work. And the weatherman was all “IT IS SLICK YO SO SLICK” so I’ll probably have to drive slowly, then. Sigh sigh is the winter over yet? Happy Wednesday, people of the interwebs!
January 16th, 2013 at 11:57 am
It’s just the middle of January, Amy. Still two months of winter left. At least over here.
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January 16th, 2013 at 9:11 pm
Yep, here too. Grumble gumble grump. *waits patiently for spring*
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January 17th, 2013 at 6:27 am
I don’t care for spring. It’s the precursor for summer, and I don’t like summer.
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January 17th, 2013 at 7:34 am
I don’t like summer or winter, but I love spring and fall. Everything smells so good in spring and things are so growy, and in fall, everything is crunchy and the nights start cooling off. I’m a middle-season girl, I think.
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January 16th, 2013 at 12:39 pm
Yeah, driving into work this morning was so much fun.
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January 16th, 2013 at 9:10 pm
It was slushy, right? Urgh.
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January 17th, 2013 at 2:32 pm
More snowpacked up here. And kinda icy. Boo!
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January 17th, 2013 at 10:00 pm
It’ll be icy here tomorrow. Supposed to get down to 9 tonight. Eek!
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January 18th, 2013 at 7:31 am
It’s 9 here right now! Don’t want to go outside!
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January 18th, 2013 at 6:57 pm
I think we got up to 26 today, but it was windy and felt so much colder. Blech. I’m very ready for spring now, please.
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January 19th, 2013 at 8:40 am
Seriously.
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January 16th, 2013 at 6:07 pm
We got snow this morning. So much snow. I think I get the same weather as you do now. THAT’s so weird!!
Okay. My first question is: does the English guy have brown eyes?
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January 16th, 2013 at 9:10 pm
YAY THE SAME WEATHER! You will get to have our amazing springs and falls, my favorite seasons!
I didn’t get to see his eyes, he was on stage! Too far away. Sigh.
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January 16th, 2013 at 6:08 pm
Also, that’s my only question. First, in this context, is misleading. Not sure if I had another question and now no longer remember it or where I was heading with that. but it’s obviously all mucked up at this point.
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January 16th, 2013 at 9:09 pm
Hee! This sounds like what’s going on in my brain, like, 99% of the time.
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January 17th, 2013 at 7:33 am
Before I go to sleep every night, I say to my self, “Self! Tomorrow when you wake up, it will be April and winter will be over.”
It hasn’t worked yet.
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January 17th, 2013 at 7:35 am
I love that you and I live close enough to each other to know that April is officially the start of spring, no matter what the calendar says. It’s still winter until then. March is still too damn cold around here.
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January 19th, 2013 at 2:54 pm
Amy,
If I could throw out a post like yours, between putting my shoes on and styling my Mohawk, which I shave/trim/groom all by myself with my $39.99 clipper, I’d actually have time to bake a cake, or something.
I like “play with a friend”… So much left to the imagination.
Le Clown
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January 19th, 2013 at 8:13 pm
Hee! No euphemistic playing happened. Promise. Just normal hanging-out playing. Dinner. A play. Sigh. I want some euphemistic playing, though, when does that happen? Oh, wait, I remember, that happened back in college, that’s done now, silly me.
Is there cake? I don’t see any cake. I want cake.
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