well although my vote should not count since I haven't made it out to e-peep night 'cuz I'm a loser...

i'm a little being forced to go to Mr. Goodbar tonight to hang with the cast of the Taming Of The Shrew...some of the cast members have a band so there will be music and stuff...

...so anywho...if anyone wants to join me down at Goodbar...it would be appreciated...we can dance on chairs and get yelled at by bouncers and all that fun stuff...:)

p.s. i like that everyone has the word type written all over their journals, haha


for example type[size=m]type[/size]type[size=l]type[/size]type[size=s]type[/size][size=xxl]type[/size]type

Can I just say it is very fun to read my journal in German. I really like German, it's my favorite language to sing in. I should learn more of it.

Everyone liked the dress we made. Except they kept saying, "this is the dress MK made", and I kept correcting everyone, because I hated to take credit for it. Really it was my mom and my sister that did most of the work. They have both made lots of things before and if it had been left up to me, well, the end results most likely would have resembled a burlap sack rather than a dress. Anyway I love weddings. And Chris's family. So the combo was great.

Summer is winding down. One week of work, Cape Cod, Fredonia. This summer has been very different from the last two or three...since high school at least. I've worked more than I have any other summer, which is okay I guess. Money is all right but I hate it anyway. I don't know. I don't mean to say that this different summer was good or bad. I guess it was kinda both. I know looking back won't be nearly as filled with the memories that summers used to bring with my friends. But I know that is my fault. And I guess I just don't know what else to say about that considering I just stared at the computer for a solid five minutes without typing.

What effect does being really tired have on most people? I'm realizing that it makes me sort of crazy and very emotional. Everything seems to bother me much more and I start crying very easily. I've had some random outbursts on the phone with Chris and later I realize they have no relevance at all, and it's just because it's very late and I'm so exhuasted. And I feel bad taking it out on him, or anyone for that matter. On Wednesday the same thing happened, only I did it in front of my family and that was weird. But they insisted I take the day off and everything, and I'm glad I did. I got to hang out with (e:mike) and hang out with my sister and stuff. What am I even so stressed about? It's freakin summer and it's not like my jobs are so demanding. Well they are boring so that doesn't help. Wow this is a really long entry. I'm sorry. I think I'm just gonna cut it off.

Ohhhhh wait, if anyone wants to go to Shakespeare in the Park one night this week, let me know!!!! I need to go at least once more before Friday, and I want everyone else to come too. So let me know cuz it would be fun.

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I sort of hate everything right now. I guess staying up till 2 or so and then waking up at 6 to drive for 4 hours kinda sucks, but why do I STILL feel exhausted? That was like…3 nights ago. I mean I know I’m generally a loser who goes to bed early, yadda yadda…but I just feel so tired and blah. And neither of my jobs are very uplifting or energizing, so I just sit and wallow in my crappy feeling. I’m hoping after work I’ll at least feel better…voice lesson, running 3 miles (or trying) and shoe shopping…of course after all these activities I’ll still be exhausted. But maybe I'll feel better. And maybe go out...we'll see, we'll see.

I decided to make my dress for Chris’s sister’s wedding. I know, who makes their own clothes…at least, nice dresses. But after trying just about every mall in the area and trying on like 30 dresses…my mom suggested looking for a pattern and doing the damn thing myself. So, here goes. Well, she will help a lot. I feel like Chris is worried that I’m not going to look as nice or something because it’s like homemade or whatever. Well, he may not be. Frankly as long as the dress fits me, that’s all I care about. I tend to have issues with that like…constantly. I guess I have a weird body. Anyway stop bitching. I picked out a cool pattern and I also can’t wait to pick out shoes. That may just be the key to dragging myself out of this crap rut. I have a friend at school who said she would rather go shoe shopping than have sex.

Yeah.

Anyone agree with that?

Starting tomorrow night, there's still time to get in your summer fill of Shakespeare. This one is pretty different from Henry IV...it's shorter and much lighter. It's supposed to be very funny and I'm sure it will be a great time. So, head out to the park!