I love my mustache.

The kind of mustache that says, "yeah, I've been nude on camera, what of it?"
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I have a car and a job and love performing.
I have thoughts.
I want a dog.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Fatigued wouldn't describe it.

I feel like I am not functioning on the same plane of time as everyone else in the world.  I got 1 hour of sleep at my boyfriend's house last night before he went all Exorcism of Emily Rose on me and sleep walked/talked/smeared toothpaste on his ass (FOR REAL).  Then I got 3 hours of sleep after my best friend picked me up.  And I maybe had a 1 hour nap today before auditions.

I honestly can't make my body understand what time it is or what it should be doing.  I want to sleep, but my body wants to drink endless amounts of kool-aid and eat every form of potato possible.

My body is in a different reality altogether.  That was some possession stuff last night, so wild and scary, but so hilarious to talk about in retrospect.  My life is not a dull one!

peace and love yall
off to get some rest

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