Random 3am Thoughts

Why can't I sleep at normal hours like a normal person? I need ambien to pretend I'm a normal person.

My freshman year, I started papers the week before they were due. Sophomore year a couple days before. Junior year the day before. Senior year the morning of. Yikes. Good thing my grades don't matter.

So, now it looks like I might NOT have to take a class at Yuba College. And I might get to direct a show at The Acting Company. Things are looking up--sort of.

Only 37 more school days left in the year! Only 62 days until I graduate! WOOOOOO! After that I may never be in school ever ever again. Weird.

I'm so done with being single. Sadly, it looks like I will be until July of next year (when I get out of Yuba City) at the earliest.

Yuba-Sutter Craigslist is surprisingly active. I might be able to find a job after all!

I have such a hankering for a road trip. Every day is the same here. I am numb in LA.

What is the point of all this "we should hang out soon!" when both parties know very well that neither one of you will ever call.

I'm ushering a Bob Dylan show at the Hollywood Palladium on Wednesday. I wish I didn't hate Bob Dylan. It really seems like I should like him, right? I'm all hippie and folksy, but I just really can't stand him.

I really hope Yuba City has good dance classes. Hip hop a couple times a week is all I really have to look forward to right now.

I sound more depressed than I am. Really, I'm just bored.

Goodnight, kids.