Heals The Original Dryness

i had to go to rehersal tonight, james got to stay home and wrote about our afternoon ordeal. read here

oh yeah, and i left my laundry on the bus to san jose, it might be turned into the lost and found in santa cruz, but i won't find out til monday cause they're closed on weekend. so i may get to be greeted with a bag of dirty laundry. twould be nice if they washed dried and folded them for me. but i doubt thats going to happen. would be nice tho.

oh yeah, and i went to san jose without meds. and then left my watch in san jose.

but woolf opened tonight, there was a party at paul's house, got to hang out and smooze with all them theatre people. intern gossip. bitching about the theatre world. etc. fun night. get home our front door is wide open. i don't doubt james just forgot it was open and went to sleep, but i kinda had to turn on all the lights and make sure no racoons or anything had invaded our house in the meantime. oh yes, and read james' ingrown nipple hair story. theres a mental image that won't be going away any time soon.

why is being responsible so difficult. everyone wants your money. you have to pay for all kinds of things. half the time you don't know what you're paying for. you do things you want to do but don't get paid for it. crazy i tell you.