happyfish: (drag!Snape)
Crap. I left my pants at fake mustache.
happyfish: (rainbows)
I keep having dreams about going back to old places. Collingwood, Saudi. Except I'm going back as who I am now and not simply remembering what it was like to be there. Maybe it's just because it seems like summer ended immediately upon September first, and autumn always makes me nostalgic. I think autumn is my favourite season. Everything seems so much more, and I feel like it's a good time for new beginnings. I always loved back to school, even though I denied it.
Fake Mustache last night. It was good, the late show more so than the all-ages, especially in terms of technical difficulties. I hope that doesn't happen every time. I really want to use that CD. When I first got there I couldn't see anything and was promply hugged attacked by two people who ended up being Em and Ally. Which has to be one of the best ways to come out of a two-week I'm-going-to-be-a-hermit-now,-kay? spree. Surprising lack of banana jokes.
Ran into Erik/Emily (damn these people and them all having the same names) today after work. We might be going to the same drawing class tomorrow, which would be sweet. Caitlyn's in the class too, so two of my three classes have friends in them. (omgyay! fibre! :D) I'm still not over this having more than one friend thing. Though if I didn't I don't know what I'd do.
Tiki party tomorrow. I really want to go, but I'm also afraid of awkward.
I don't have to work tomorrow! Hurrah!
happyfish: (drag!Snape)
So. Fake Mustache last night. Amature drag king contest, which I did not win, though I'm strangely not disappointed about that. Apparently I'm getting to become a better loser, which is good to know. I was fabulous anyway. Plus I got to dance with Red. :D
I feel sort of strange right now, which probably has more to do with a lack of adequate sleep and food than anything else. I've eaten two things since yesterday at 5ish pm and they were a granola bar and an apple turnover. I'm strangely not hungry/in the mood for eating at the moment. And yeah, woke up at five this morning because my legs hurt. :( I'm not sure if they were cramping because I was an ass and didn't stretch before or after dancing, or if they were growing pains. They felt more like growing pains than anything else, but I can't still be growing. Didn't go back to sleep until 6. >.<
I want to do something. I'm tired of being so afraid of what people think, and losing approval, that I sit around and mope and do nothing. I am tired of this. I'm tired of having four names and not knowing which one I actually want. I'm tired of looking at myself in the mirror and seeing 'girl.' I want to hit something, hard, and watch it shatter. I want to change.
And, damnit, I think I will.
I swear this livejournal never used to be so angsty.
happyfish: (Yay)
I found big pants. :D
happyfish: (drag!Snape)
I should have been at work at six. Instead I went to Caro's dad's house and drank rum. If they aren't going to let me quit and not going to pay me, they should get used to me not working. I mean, seriously, send me my damn money. I bloody earned it.
Went to Heritage Park yesterday with Caro and Sade. Had to get up early in order to do so, but it was pretty worth it, anyway. We did the entire park, which means we went into all of the houses, went on all the rides, poked through all the stores. We were done, and very tired, by about three. It was such a beautiful day, though it got really hot after a while. Still, even in my binder I wasn't dying. I was never once introduced as Bert too, ha! xD
Then we went to Tessa's place for brownies and lime-aid. Did the time-warp, watched my last Fake Mustache performance and then played the question-answer game. Oh, the question-answer game. I'm wondering if I'll be able to look at Roy without giggling madly. More so than usual. >.>
squirrels...
Today Caro and I did basically nothing. We eventually got off our asses and went down to Marda Loop in order to discover that almost everything is closed on Sunday. I did manage to find a jasper worry-stone, which makes me happy. I was sort of looking for one. Then went to Caro's dad's place, drank rum, played the game of life and ate stuff. Caro says next time she'll paint one of the little people markers purple for me so I'm not stuck with the pink or blue conundrum when I play Life again. :)
Also, this Thursday is Fake Mustache, and part of it is the drag king contest for those who've been performing for less than six months. Basically me, and a bunch of people I don't know. Everyone in Calgary (more specifically Red, Tracy and Lacey) come to the Soda Thursday at seven-thirty or I'll hate you forever. You will not regret it.  buaha.
happyfish: (Yay)
I found a Larry. :D Speaking of which, I should practice my dance.
happyfish: (Yay)
I am now officially a drag king. Whoo! Though next time i must remember that my shoes rub my ankles and that I actually need to breathe while performing. Yeah, breathing is good. It went amazingly super well, though, despite me losing my hat during the part of the song where I always lose my hat. >.< I swear I practiced catching it!
I've never been drunk on adrenaline before. I could use some right now. Or, you know, coffee.
Job training today, whoo.

omgwtfbbq

Apr. 29th, 2007 08:06 pm
happyfish: (Screaming Violet)
1. I am officially preforming in Fake Mustache on Thrusday. Suit pictures to come, evenually, after I stop panicking.

Why the hell am I panicking?

2. Robert and short-gay-tap-dancing-guy-otherwise-known-as-Chris are actually together. Squee! Someday I'll be able to keep my nose out of other people's business, but these two are just so fabulous and cute together I just can't help it. I figure I'll have issues when I know the dirty details of every couple at swing, instead of just vague details of one.

3. I need a job.
happyfish: (drag!Snape)
Blah. It's been a while. I've actually kept off the computer for the past couple of days (other than checking bus times since they've finally cut off my cell phone. took them three months). And I still don't feel like going on forums or anything. I feel like locking myself in a room for a week and just working on art projects or something. Except I have to work tomorrow. Stupid work. Why haven't I quit yet?
Summaries of my week:
Muggle Ball: Last Saturday. It was kind of fun in a lame sort of way. Weren't as many people there as I thought there would be, so it was really apparent that we (Caro, Jon, Jess and I) were just sitting in a corner not really talking to anyone but each other. Well, this kid kept wanting to play with me for some random reason. (Caro says it's because I looked like a clown). He thought I was a guy too, despite the pink-and-green plaid nightgown. I didn't correct him.
Kind of sad I missed swing, though.
School: what school? Also, I love fibre.
Next week we're drawing a naked person in drawing. xD
Fake Mustache: Last Thursday. There were also a ton more people there than I thought there would be, considering the shitty weather. Including dumbass drunken hecklers. One guy did the Saskatchewan pirate song. Everyone sang along. It was sweet.
RHPS: Fun! I got to wear my new black velvet corset and purple boa. But I don't have pictures, sadly, otherwise I could show you guys how fabulous I looked. Red showed up, and Lacy Jae came as well. Though they didn't wear costumes, which was lame. Eve was wearing a bunny costume. xD Caro and I danced during Lance's song. I'm kind of worried we might have upstaged him a bit, but we were kind of off to the side. I need to swing dance more; I'm getting rusty. Almost everyone left immediately after the movie. I looked up from putting my fleece pants on over my fishnets and the theatre was empty.

Woe-age

Feb. 25th, 2007 07:58 pm
happyfish: (Stabby Rip Stab Stab)
Reading week is over. Woe. Fun while it lasted, especially the oh-so-authentic symposium, complete with chocolate fondue and guys in tights!  Just like they did them back in Ancient Greece. I discovered that my nearest liquor store closes weeknights at nine, which wasn't very useful. But I ended up not being hung-over for work, which is always good. And relaxation. I almost forgot what it's like to relax. (Clearly by relaxing I mean procrastinating liek whoa. I had a huge list of things to do during reading week, and only managed to get part of them done. Never expected to finish it anyway.)
Midterm tomorrow. Woe. And I am clearly not studying for it, though I did study all of last week, so I feel pretty prepared. Other than for the paper, which is still in its rough draft sans conclusion. Whatever. I think I've done most of the word limit in less than an hour, so I figure I diserve a break.
I wish winter was over. I am sick of the snow and the cold and the having no good fruit to eat. It is impossible to find good oranges at T&T. Maybe I need to go somewhere else, but since I already go to two grocery stores I don't really feel like it.  I think of green grass and leaves on the trees and part of me just goes 'yeah, right.' Mom and Dad called Friday to say that it is plus twentyfive in Saudi and I am nearly sick with envy. Stupid winter. Stupid snow. Stupid cold.
On a more cheerful note, Fake Mustache on Thursday!

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