people say she’s crazy…

i’ve got diamonds on the soles of my shoes, yeah.

I’m feelin’ wacky.

All of the wacky people are back in my life. Caroline, Megan, Laila, Allison, Kevin, Lee, Mike, Erik. Just wacky people! The south needs a higher wacky percentage. Not whack, mind you. There are plenty of whack people in the south, but not enough wackY people in the south. They make life funner and gooder.

As wacky as I’m feelin’, I’m pretty durn p.o.ed at the ol’ dolphin show staff. I really really really really really want to stage manage for them and they’re just not gonna let me due to the 2 week overlap between the Rink (I’il show i’m currently doing) and Evita (the Dolphin Show this year). So poo on them! Dammit! That makes me unhappy.

In other news, Dawson’s and Daquiris was a huge success last night. Massive. Except that it was Dawson’s and Bud Light, which is still acceptable but not half as cute. Kath-o-leen built a pretty beer can pyramid and Allison and I learned the virtues of the diva fan (think steven tyler in concert… the big fan giving you big windblown hair). Kara laughed at us and Lee somehow managed to survive us singing “Natural Woman” and most of Sgt. Pepper into the handles of hairbrushes, lint rollers, and Allison’s weird-ass phallic lotion bottle. You should see this thing. And due to D&BL, I didn’t do any reading. So tonight I will be sitting on the fabulous new futon and reading till the cows come home. And by “the cows come home” i mean “something better comes up.”

Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver Garver.

(someone was upset about not getting a mention in last week’s blog. hmm, who was it? :)

Mom sent me formal shoes and pillowcases. Shit, that reminds me I need to go to the cleaners. !!! oops! Ok, will do that, then will read furiously. Like a crazy madwoman! No that wasn’t redundant at all.

Eep!