Dutch Blitz? Dutch Bitchz.

Boys, one of these days I'm going to win. I could always focus more on the game than on the random swearing, but what the ass-shit-crap-weasel is the bitchin-shitty fun in that-effin-idea? (this is only a website afterall...I didn't feel that I should display my true Dutch Blitz swearing tactics on here...you never know who may wander over to this site....someone like Joel...I hear he doesn't like swearing....*whisper* in the Shire). Joel? J/k dead-whore-in-my-closet...I know you can handle it. MAN that game rocks.

I know it's been a very long time since I've updated, and the last update wasn't really an update, just a rockin' hot story. So here's the update.

This past week/weekend....Cuff and the boys came into town which rocked because I love seeing you all. Cuff had an awesome audition (shush Cuff you're a professional singer, I believe you) (no bathroom...well maybe a little bit bathroom...). See look at that...3 days together and already more random jokes. So Dee and Cuff and I hung out a lot. Oh and ps> fake anger over MSN...not always cool...fake angry phone messages...not always cool. Stupid bih-chuzz. You had me worried there. I won't believe you next time you're fake angry, even if it's real. The 3 days went by way too quickly as per usual. Not cool.
I learned Sweet Ones in a new key, which everyone likes better except for me because it's a lot more work to play than the one that I learned from the CD. (Way to show me up, Eesa...now I have to live up to your guitar playing. Oh but we have to play it together sometime...that'd be so fun!)
Had an awesome breakfast, courtesy of Dee Dee on Sunday morning...pancakes and peanut butter? Anyone out there that has actually heard of this and/or done it (besides YOU cuff) please tell me. I wasn't brave enough to try it. I'm a fan of my arteries.
OH and the Chekhov scenes went well. Congrats again 1st years.
Oh and there's this little show called 42nd Street going on at GrantMac right now. Yep. Just a little bit AWESOME. With a certain someone *cough* Jaysen *cough* being EFFING AMAZING. What is this feeling? Pride, bih-chuzz. Pride. I love you BlueJay.
What else...OH I just finished my English essay after bitching about it for a while. Mission statement? Almost all there. I kicked the essay's ass...1,200 and some words. And I never even read the book. Hooray for creative writing. It has a whole new meaning since the days of Junior High... : S
Other than that, more random fun times at school.
Found out I'm in Wild Honey which is a hilarious show and I'm very looking forward to doing it, but not completely looking forward to the 10pm rehearsals. It'll be cool though. Great cast, great director, great show. (I'm very diverse in my adjectives. Great, huh?).
Clay's coming home to stay in March!!
How was everyone's ISAD? Mine wasn't sad, thank goodness. I hope that you all pulled through the hard times and kept a bottle of Tequilla close at hand.
My Dee wrote me the sweetest note of life yesterday. I will treasure it always hunny. It's going in my box. (you know what I mean).

So tired. I had intended to go to sleep earlier tonight but that won't be happening.

Dance with me.
Dancing through life.
Dancing Queen.
Let's dance.
Dance like there's no one watching.
(Apply this to the above statements)
Dance =
The vertical expression of a horizontal desire.
I put that in my essay.
Just in case you were curious.