Broadway Star Joined: 4/4/06
Ground beef.
Boooooooo to you too. haha.
Victoria Beckham Looks Really Awful Naked
haha. I didn't know what to expect when I clicked that link.
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/14/06
It is 12:35am . . . I can't sleep because I am severely nauseas . . . I have a meeting at work at 7:30am because apparently someone that I work with told my boss that I am lazy, even though I have gone into work 45 minutes early the last few days to finish work that I didn't get to finish the day before . . . my head hurts . . . and all in all this is turning out to be a sh!tty week.
Broadway Star Joined: 4/4/06
Aww, I'm sorry Spider, hope ya feel better.
I want to click the thread about roaches, but am too scared someone posted a pic in there...I freak out even if I see the damn things. But, I'd like to know why they exist. Ugh, I hate those things.
Sorry to hear that, Spider. Just survive this week and I bet next week will be better!
I spilled some essential oil on my computer desk and now it reeks of lavender. Wonderful!
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/14/06
How can something "reek" of lavender?
Lavender smells good . . . but too much Lavender would be horrible smelling.
actor- I'm not really sure.
And yes, it was horrible. I was out for a bit, came back, and it's not TOO bad anymore.
Bump. And, again, Happy Birthday, Spider!
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/14/06
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http://www.countrysongtitles.com/
http://www.findinsults.com/
http://www.imagespeller.com/
http://www.bluesguide.com/
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WHOO HOO . . . Saturday is here!
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/14/06
So it's a Saturday night..and I have nothing to do.
Anyone else stuck here tonight?
I just got home from Waffle House where my wife and a friend stayed there for 3 hours laughing our butts off (Yes, this is the South). Now, I smell like buttered toast and cigarettes. BLAH!
Broadway Star Joined: 4/4/06
It's my school's Homecoming (Re: Big deal. Crazy parties and the majority of campus was drunk by 10 am) but it's cold and I have nothing to wear so I'm procrastinating here instead of going out. Something's wrong here...
I HATED "Homecoming Week" when I was in school. I didn't care about sports and I didn't like the school . . . so what was the point in being all spirited about it?
Holy hell, Spider, where'd you get that picture?
I think I miss the cute kid.
And isn't Homecoming Week nowadays just an excuse to get massively drunk?
I love this thread.
And I went to homecoming at an all girls school... it was... interesting. To say the least, haha.
Well, seeing this is a random thread, I think I'll share my random strange dream I had last night:
It took place at a school and all of us students were in a class room. There were no chairs so we all sat in a circle on the floor (which was carpeted). Our teacher comes in and it's Alan Cumming. For some reason, he was dressed up like the Emcee and let the students dress up like Cabaret characters. Afterwards, I was talking to one of my friends and they were like, "Oh you have him as a teacher? Yeah, you never know what he's going to do."
Needless to say, it was probably the strangest dreams I've had... but amusing at the same time.
"Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, men recognize that the human race has been harshly treated but it has moved forward." - Les Miserables
I had a FREAKY ASS DREAM last night. I dreamed that my wife, me, mom, dad, sister, and nephew were driving in a blue van that my parents used to own. All of a sudden, we heard this high pitch, screaming noise and looked up in the air to see what it was. Turned out North Korea got tired of talking with the U.N. and sent bombs over to destroy us. But, this wasn't normal or nuclear bombs. It was filled with blue gas that, when exposed to it, you became psychotic and cannibalistic. One of the bombs hit my van head on and killed my parents by the impact, but everyone else in the car was just banged up and all of us had some kind of immunity to the blue gas. Anyway, my whole dream we were running from our friends and neighbors who were trying to kill us, as well as trying to find other immune individuals to see what hope was left for us.
And yes, I have VERY detailed, plot driven, movie-like dreams.
Broadway Star Joined: 4/4/06
And isn't Homecoming Week nowadays just an excuse to get massively drunk?
Yes, yes it is.
Someone was comparing Homecoming stats from before our new university president was in charge (which would be 2 years ago) and his first year.
Before he was here there were around 150 alcohol citations over Homecoming. Then he came in and decided to crack down on it and 750 alcohol citations were issued at Homecoming, so it's pretty bad. (Although you also have to remember that we're a school with about 14,000 students, so it could be a lot worse.)
This one time, during the summer, we were moving a bunch of costume racks from 'the barn' (a small building adjacent to the rehearsal space) to the theatre. Our costume guy is like "You guys can take those racks because I'll take this one!" and proceeded to point to my chest. For pretty much the entire summer he was some-what obssessed with my boobs. To this day, I have no clear understanding as to why or how this began and I don't even think I want to know.
Needless to say, I adore working around gay men because it's perfectly all right for them to say something like that and get away with it. Then again, I worked in Ogunquit... so yeah.
"Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, men recognize that the human race has been harshly treated but it has moved forward." - Les Miserables
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