A true alcoholic doesn't sleep. He just passes out between drinks. I am sure I am not the first to say that, but I don't know of anyone else who has and claimed it, so I am. My quote. Patent Pending. All rights Reserved. Blah blah blah.
Not really in a better mood today. Slept like shit. See line one. I didn't have a lot to drink last night, but I drank. I also ate. I had a decent steak at the steakhouse next to the hotel. Wasn't too bad and wasn't over priced. I do really hate the fucking internet connection in this room. Slower than snail shit.
Taught all day. Moved the class at a slower pace but gave them more detailed information today. We went from 8:30 until 4ish. They seem to be getting it. Unfortunately someone brought up dating and my personal life came out a little bit. Not too much, but I am always paranoid because of what happened in Arizona. I will be very careful today to keep everything professional and above board.
Last day today. I get to go home in the morning. Of course I am going home to nothing exciting. D made it clear last night she is busy this weekend. Mostly because she thinks we are moving too fast. Okay, fair enough. I am an intense son of a bitch. I get that. So I said fine, I am here, whenever you're ready find me. So I guess I won't be seeing D any more. Which means I go home to a whole lot of nothing tomorrow night. Not a bad thing, more of a disappointing thing. I have a rehearsal saturday and then sunday is all mine.
I did get confirmation for Texas in August. 8/19-8/23 in Corpus Christi. Fucks up my original plans for Disneyland, but I can adjust. What is really fucking up my plans is being on cast. Too many rehearsals and too many shows every weekend. Seriously thinking about quitting.
Had my steak, sent random texts, passed out. Yeah, my life.
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