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Heh.
I completely forgot today was V-Day. Shows how much importance I place on the day, huh? Even so, I managed to put on a red top. Not that hard, considering that everything in my work wardrobe is either black or red, but still. Funny.
The weather has been Teh Craxy the past few days. Rain yesterday, snow today, who knows what for the rest of the week. Oddness.
The show opened well. We had photo call yesterday after the matinee, which would have been fine, except that the photographer has little to no people skills and he brought his 4-year-old son with him. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is to be posing in a cage as a go-go dancer/whore and hear a tiny piping voice asking Daddy about whatever random toy the child has? And then the shots of all of us grinding merrily away, where we had to hold difficult poses and listen to him wrangle the child. Yeeeeeargh. Those who know me know I have very little modesty around adults, but even I have Issues with displaying like that around children.
I was quite virtuous yesterday, possibly to make up for the copious amounts of napping I did on Saturday. I managed to work out before the show, and then I cleaned the living room and culled clothing from my closet. I'm finally giving away my rugby jersey. Kind of sad, but I'm still keeping my Gustavus Rugby jacket & sweatshirt, so it's not too much of a shock. There were clothes in storage that I haven't worn in over 5 years, and going through them brought home how much I've changed in the intervening time. It's a very good thing, as the rugby is the only thing I miss from past lives, but still odd.
Poor Z. He got home from Trivia Weekend yesterday with an aching back and exhaustion. Apparently the driver's side windshield wiper broke as he was driving home from St. Cloud, and he had to spend the rest of the drive leaning over into the passenger's seat in order to see. Not the best way to spend a Sunday evening. Poor guy went to sleep before I did, which is a rarity in our household.
Happy days to everyone. May those who hate the day get through with a minimum of crap, and may those who love it enjoy it to the fullest. Me, I'm going to treat myself to some gyoza. Nothing says loving like Japanese appetizers, dammit.
The weather has been Teh Craxy the past few days. Rain yesterday, snow today, who knows what for the rest of the week. Oddness.
The show opened well. We had photo call yesterday after the matinee, which would have been fine, except that the photographer has little to no people skills and he brought his 4-year-old son with him. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable it is to be posing in a cage as a go-go dancer/whore and hear a tiny piping voice asking Daddy about whatever random toy the child has? And then the shots of all of us grinding merrily away, where we had to hold difficult poses and listen to him wrangle the child. Yeeeeeargh. Those who know me know I have very little modesty around adults, but even I have Issues with displaying like that around children.
I was quite virtuous yesterday, possibly to make up for the copious amounts of napping I did on Saturday. I managed to work out before the show, and then I cleaned the living room and culled clothing from my closet. I'm finally giving away my rugby jersey. Kind of sad, but I'm still keeping my Gustavus Rugby jacket & sweatshirt, so it's not too much of a shock. There were clothes in storage that I haven't worn in over 5 years, and going through them brought home how much I've changed in the intervening time. It's a very good thing, as the rugby is the only thing I miss from past lives, but still odd.
Poor Z. He got home from Trivia Weekend yesterday with an aching back and exhaustion. Apparently the driver's side windshield wiper broke as he was driving home from St. Cloud, and he had to spend the rest of the drive leaning over into the passenger's seat in order to see. Not the best way to spend a Sunday evening. Poor guy went to sleep before I did, which is a rarity in our household.
Happy days to everyone. May those who hate the day get through with a minimum of crap, and may those who love it enjoy it to the fullest. Me, I'm going to treat myself to some gyoza. Nothing says loving like Japanese appetizers, dammit.
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Sadly, I got buried under work and have no time to leave my desk, much less trek over there. Gyoza will have to wait until tomorrow.
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I'm gong to have to get the fixings next time I'm at the grocery and make my own.