After work today, I'm taking the frozen strawberries from the freezer, and whipping a huge batch of daiquiris. Sit out on the back patio, and enjoy the sunset while my pembroke welsh corgis wrestle and chase each other until they are exhausted.
Tonight, slip into my cowboy gear and go to Charlie's for an evening of line dancing and two-stepping.
Tomorrow, workout....singing lesson...meeting with my lighting designer...later that evening, I'm heading over to the lobby of the Oriental Theatre to collect money for "Season of Concern" after the WICKED performance.
Sunday...workout out....meeting with the actor playing MEDEA in the production that I'm directing this Summer. Afterwards, frozen drinks and showtunes at Sidetrack. Finish watching King Kong.
Tomorrow is our annual air show and fireworks display to kick of the KY Derby Festival called Thunder over Louisville. I'm trying to get my friends to go, but so far they all have to work.
Party hard, study harder...it's perpetual hell come Monday, the week before grades are in--a shizzle load of tests.
Writing two papers and two presentations, submitting more internship applications, hosting prospective students, attending meetings, going to dinner with my family if I have time, and hating life in general.
Baseball game tonight, mani/pedi in the city tomorrow and dinner with friends tomorrow night. Laying low Sunday.
Yankees game tonight (Jersey, what game are you going to??), Spelling Bee and Tarzan tomorrow, no idea sunday. And the gym somewhere in there.
softball... drinking... softball... drinking... yep, pretty much that's it.
My b-day bash is tomorrow, I'm gonna mush or try to mush 34 people into my mother's van, my father's ford, my brother's hummer, my tiny volkswagon and my bf's dodge out to the Hamptons for a night they're sure not to forget then on Sunday if I wake up read a book and study for next weeks exams.
staticradar, I'll be at Thunder tomorrow too. I'm not too thrilled though. It seems that whenever I go we have horrible weather and I am not a big air show fan. My husband and his brother are a different story though. I am being dragged along for the "fun".
Broadway Legend Joined: 2/22/05
Thunder was the first baseball game I ever went to! Tonight I am not sure what I am doing. Tomorrow I have to go to temple then I have a bat mitzvah. So that means party!! Yay! For the rest of the weekend probably homework and stuff like that.
Broadway Legend Joined: 9/19/05
Pajama Game tonight, Gym Saturday, Yankee Game on Sunday.
Aww that sucks Kel, yeah I'm hoping weather holds out, but either way I'll be indoors. If I do get to go I have wrist bands to the building where I work downtown and can watch from my 11th story view.
The only thing holding me back from truly like begging friends is traffic, I really don't wanna have to deal with that or more accurately have them deal with it since I don't have a car. But we'll see, whatever happens I can always watch it on TV at home like the rest of KY that doesn't want to fight the crowds.
I swear it takes like 3hrs if not more to go the 20minutes to my house after Thunder. But I'm glad we have it, it's such a wonderful tradition.
Well I still have to drive back home and its farther away than 20 minutes. Last year we got out in record time, but it still is a pain in the butt. I wish we had someplace indoors to go. Last year my sister in law and I spent most of the day in a bar getting drunk. By the time it was time for fireworks I didn't even realize how cold it was outside.
Broadway Star Joined: 7/4/05
Tonight I was going to go to the Coffeehouse at our school but instead I took a babysitting job, so I'll be there until 1AMish. I guess I get to read Lord of the Flies and watch Will and Grace all night, I'm sitting for a 10 month old who goes to bed around 9:30. Tomorrow I have to get service hours to make my confirmation so I'll be volunteering at a Health Fair at our church hall place (it hasn't been renovated since the late 80s, its quite an interesting place.)and painting little children's faces from 9:30-2. Then I probably will go to kickboxing at 4 and maybe drive to Courtland to watch my aunt's volleyball tournament. (Adam Pascal was just at Courtland college, and I missed him, by the way. If anyone went tell me how it was) If I don't do that I'll probably go to the movies or something, and on Sunday my aunt and uncle are coming over. :)
Hmmm....
The Homosexual Agenda
8:00 a.m. Wake up. Wonder where you are.
8:01 a.m. Realize you are lying on 100 percent cotton sheets of at least a 300 count, so don't panic; you're not slumming.
8:02 a.m. Realize you are actually in your own bed for a change. Wake stranger next to you and tell them you are late for work so won't be able to cook breakfast for them. Mutter "sorry" as you help him look for his far-flung underwear. You find out that you tore his boxers while ripping them off him last night, so you "loan" him a pair of boxer-briefs, but not the new ones because you never intend to see him again.
8:05 a.m. Tell the stranger, whose name eludes you, "It was fun. I'll give you a call," as you usher him out the door, avoiding his egregious morning-breath.
8:06 a.m. Crumple and dispose of the piece of paper with his telephone number on it when you get to the kitchen.
8:07 a.m. Make a high protein breakfast while watching the Today show. Wonder if the stories you've heard about Matt Lauer are true. Decide they must be.
8:30 a.m. Italian or domestic? Decide to go with three-button Italian and the only shirt that is clean.
8:45 a.m. Climb into red Z4 and try not to look too much like Barbie driving one of her accessories as you pull out of your underground parking. Revos or Armanis? Go with Revos.
9:35 a.m. Stroll into office.
9:36 a.m. Close door to office and call best friend and laugh about the guy who spent the night at your condo. Point out something annoying about best friend's boyfriend but quickly add "It doesn't matter what everyone else thinks, just as long as you love him."
10:15 a.m. Leave office, telling your secretary you are "meeting with a client." Pretend not to notice her insubordinate roll of her eyes (or the cloying "poem" she has tacked to her cubicle wall).
10:30 a.m. Hair appointment for lowlights and cut. Purchase of Aveda anti-humectant pomade.
11:30 a.m. Run into personal trainer at gym. Pester him about getting you Human Growth Hormone. Spend 30 minutes talking to friends on your cell phone while using Hammer Strength machines, preparing a mental-matrix of which circuit parties everyone is going to and which are now passe.
12:00pm Tan. Schedule back-waxing in time for Saturday party where you know you will end up shirtless.
12:30 p.m. Pay trainer for anabolic steroids and schedule a workout. Shower, taking ten minutes to knot your tie while you check-out your best friend's boyfriend undress with the calculation of someone used to wearing a t-back and having dollars stuffed in their crotch.
1:00 p.m. Meet someone for whom you only know his waist, chest and penis size from AOL M4M chat for lunch at a hot, new restaurant. Because the maître d' recognizes you from a gay bar, you are whisked past the Christian heterosexual couples who have been waiting patiently for a table since 12:30.
2:30 p.m. "Dessert at your place." Find out, once again, people lie on AOL.
3:33 p.m. Assume complete control of the U.S., state, and local governments (in addition to other nations' governments); destroy all healthy Christian marriages; recruit all children grades Kindergarten through 12 into your amoral, filthy lifestyle; secure complete control of the media, starting with sitcoms; molest innocent children; give AIDS to as many people as you can; host a pornographic "art" exhibit at your local art museum; and turn people away from Jesus, causing them to burn forever in Hell.
4:10 p.m. Time permitting, bring about the general decline of Western Civilization and look like you are having way too much fun doing it.
4:30 p.m. Take a disco-nap to prevent facial wrinkles from the stress of world conquest and being so terribly witty.
6:00 p.m. Open a fabulous new bottle of Malbec.
6:47 P.M. Bake Ketamine for weekend. Test recipe.
7:00 P.M. Go to Abercrombie & Fitch and announce in a loud voice, "Over!"
7:40 P.M. Stop looking at the photographic displays at Abercrombie & Fitch and go to a cool store to begin shopping.
8:30 p.m. Light dinner with catty homosexual friends at a restaurant you will be "over" by the time it gets its first review in the local paper.
10:30 p.m. Cocktails at a debauched gay bar, trying to avoid alcoholic queens who can't navigate a crowd with a lit cigarette in one hand and a Stoli in a cheap plastic cup in the other. Make audible remark about how "trashy" people who still think smoking is acceptable are.
12:00 a.m. "Nightcap at your place." Find out that people lie in bars, too.
Broadway Legend Joined: 11/2/04
Thawing some chicken for a stir fry for supper tonight, then a shower and getting ready to go out tonight. It's a friend's birthday, and her favourite DJ is in town (Miss Honey Dijon? Maybe I need to get out more, because I'd never heard the name before! From Chicago, I believe). Tomorrow will be spent cleaning and starting to pack to move back home. I'll probably give my mom a call. And then possibly go out again for a Mardi Gras night at one of the clubs. Sunday... SLEEEEP.
Will be teaching a class in Blackwork needle working tonight
Saturday it is a Jazz Festival in Williamstown (Willa also have to check out tickets for this summer's WTF!)
Sunday is cleaning shopping and laundry day.
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