Roomies 4 Life

So, I don't have much more to say from yesterday, but I just wanted to share this video of my fantastic roommate and company drunkenly singing the end of my friend Dylan's show.

Cast:
Glenn Grieves (my roomie) - Introducer and Random Hand Waver
Michelle Dowdy - Singer 1
Coleen Cherry - Singer 2
Dylan Glatthorn - Composer and Singer 4
Jordan Stovall - Singer 3



I <3 you roomie! Get back to New York soon!

A Memorable Memorial Day

So happy belated Memorial Day, y'all! What did you do? Have a good time? That's what I thought! Personally, I went down to the Mississippi homeland on my semiannual exodus. Traditionally, the first trip of the year happens in May, and this was no different. It was a good time because I had that Monday off, and my sister was going to California for the summer. So, we had a sort of early birthday/send-off party for her. I spent most of my time down in Belzoni, but I did get to spend a night out in Jackson with college friends. It was pretty good as far as Mississippi trips go.

Mississippi is sooo different from New York (well, obviously). People stay in one place there. Families are usually nearby. The everyday pace is obviously slower. In most cases, boys become their fathers (same house, same job) and girls their mothers (mothers themselves). It definitely has it's perks, and for some people, it's the ideal life. But I knew from an early age that it wasn't for me. I needed more stimulation and needed to know more than just the easygoing farmer's life. I don't think I ever thought that I would end up in New York (aka, the exact opposite), but here I am!

What else is new...? Gosh, not much... My roommate Glenn went home for the summer and his friend John is staying with us. He's pretty cool. He cooks a lot though. It always seems like he's in the kitchen. I need to make him cook for me sometime. I mean, he always offers some of what he's cooking for himself. But, you know, it's his food. I don't want to take it. When I offer someone some of my dinner, I don't really intend for them to take some. I mean, I'm just being nice. Don't eat my darn food. I'm hungry!

Geez, can you tell I'm skipping lunch today? Haha... I have to. I'm going to the beach this weekend, so I can't have my belly all protruding everywhere. I have more respect for my fellow beach-goers than that. It should be a fun weekend, though. A group of friends are going out to one of the summer island getaways to hang for the weekend. The water will probably be too cold to swim, but I can at least get some sun. It wasn't till I was down South that I realized that I have the perfect New York winter tan. I look like Caspar, the disgruntled ghost. I'll work on it this weekend, though.

Well avid AustinCountrymen, I must be off. Hope to see come fun comments when I get back! Later!!!!!

Money Doesn't Grow On Trees...

My life is truly great 24 times a year. It happens pretty regularly on the 15th and last day of every month. These rare times are when I can really not worry about everything and just do what I want! Some calls these days Pay Day, I call them, "Thank God I Have Money!"

The tenth time this is happening is tomorrow! How will I celebrate? Well, I would love to go see Sunday in the Park with George. I would also like to treat myself and maybe someone else to a nice dinner. Maybe I could put a down payment on a new laptop or keyboard for my apartment. I would like to do these things... But I will most likely do what I always do. Pay bills. *sigh* Well we'll just pretend it's a celebration.

I love living in Manhattan, but man, it is expensive. And not in the normal expensive way. It sneaks up on you. You plan on hitting the town with your friends, and the next thing you know, you're $100 in the hole, easy. All that on a night with no dinner or anything. It's almost as if you step out of your door past 10pm on a weekend night, $100 gets automatically deducted from your bank account. Geez, I need some rich friends.

So I saw Iron Man on Sunday. It was sooo good. I mean, in the comic book world, Iron Man is probably one of my least favorite. Well, that's strong. I'll say he's a hero I'm less interested in than others. But out of all the superhero movies that I have been coming out lately, this is definitely one of the bests. It's a complete package: action that's not too gratuitous, excellent character development, plenty of fan-boy throwbacks to the comics, not to mention superb franchise potential! Go see it!

Well, people. I think I'm done. Not with life or anything. Just this post. Time to go back to that beautiful computer monitor. With all my dinosaurs on top. Lovely, no?

Byeee!!!

Watch Your Stars

Okay, I'm only on a short break, so I'll be brief. Does anyone really get into astrology out there? Such as, zodiac, the stars, compatibility, etc...? I really enjoy learning about the signs, because I find it very interesting and (most of the time) eerily accurate. I mean, I don't live my life by it or anything. I mean, if you came up to me and said that you were a Capricorn, I wouldn't immediately yawn and say, in a drawling voice, "How boooring." But there is something to be said about being aware of other people's signs and how they supposedly relate to your own.

Let me illustrate. I am an Aries. According to popular astrology, Aries, a fire sign, are very free-spirited, social, and outgoing individuals. They go from one thrill to the next with little thought on consequence or possible outcome. They know what they want when they see it, and they want it now. They are very confident and easily win over others with their love of adventure and a good time. Sometimes sensitive and quick to anger, an Aries cools off as quick as they flare up.

So that's pretty much me. Now Aries get along best (alledgedly) with Air and other Fire signs. However, I have been finding quite a few Pisces (a water, and opposite, sign) in my life. Now these people are highly emotional, clingy, jealous, and ready to latch on to the next potential partner they meet. This is contrary to Aries in all ways who prefers not to be tied down at all and thinks emotion should be kept out of most things. However, the quality that always attracts me to Pisces is their creativity. Plus, an Aries likes to have a lot of attention and Pisces are more than willing to give it. But it never ends well, at least for me. I always tell myself that before going into these things, but it's that darn creative spark. I guess it's kind of like what my friend Michael told me when I scolded him about not warning me about jumping into such situations, "I did [tell you]. You seem to become deaf in front of a cute face." Ah well. Such is life.

I guess that wasn't so brief. Anyways, it's Monday and I have less than an hour to go before work is out! You know what that means! Splash, anyone? Musical Monday! Haha...

Talk to you soon!!!

Sunday Love!

I <3 Sunday. It is the day where almost everyone takes a break and just let's the day go by. It's the blank-page day of the week where anything can happen. I try not to have plans on Sunday just so I can sit around and blog about how great it is not to have plans. Then, at the end of the day, I look back and see how much I didn't do and either laugh or cry about it. Ah, Sunday. What a great day.

So today. I am going to see my friend Robert in a cabaret show. I got to see him in an opera yesterday. He's been getting a lot of work lately, which is really amazing. He even got accepted to this opera program this summer in Princeton! I'm so proud of him....

Speaking of art-related work, I got asked to audition for a showcase of new work! The director of the show is a friend of one of the guys in my improv group and saw me in my last show. He got in touch with me and asked me to come to his final callbacks. The part is for an athletic, fit, confident man in his early-20s. I guess I should be flattered. However, I haven't auditioned in AT LEAST a year and a half, so I'm pretty nervous. It'll be on May 21st, so I'll keep you updated!

Okay, so it's time to go down to the West Village to see Robert's show. Have a great week!

A Place Where Nobody Dared to Go...

What a weekend! My friend William was in town, and we just went nonstop all weekend long. Here are the highlights: Kentucky derby, Ole Miss Rebels in the city, Baby Mama and baby drama, big hats, ex's, Therapy and therapy, petting zoos, blustering winds, and hot messes at Hot Mess. That pretty much sums it up, I think.

So I'm really excited because I'm going to see Xanadu with Bradley, Jack, and Emerson. Even though I've seen it three times already, I'm particularly excited because this is a special night where we get to have a Q&A with the cast. Jack knows a guy in the production, so after the show, we get a backstage tour. And after THAT, the entire cast is going to mingle with us at a lounge around the corner! How fun! Xanadu's my fave show on Broadway right now.... I just realized how lame that sounded. Anyhoo...

It's Monday. How fun. Not really. But I have 90 more minutes in my day. That's what I'm focusing on. It's hard to come from an amazing whirlwind weekend and back into the office. It's so professional and people want you to do stuff. Can't I just get paid without doing anything? Is that possible? I mean, I already feel like two different people. One is the skinny-jeans wearing socialite and the other is the tie-sporting counselor. These are the games I play.

Okay, so I'm typing on break right now, so I should get back. I'll try to think of something to say that's more intuitive, insightful, imaginative, ingenious, important, irrational, and any other interesting "i" word you can think of. By the way, I love assonance and alliteration.

Peace out!!!!

Time to Get My Weekend On...

FRIDAY!!!!

I love the feeling that is associated with the coming of the weekend. It's kind of relief and excitement and... confusion? Relief because the workweek is over. Excitement because there's so much you could do. And confusion because you never know what you're going to do! Sometimes, you think of a million things to do, but it's so overwhelming that you never make a decision and don't do anything. But then again, sometimes doing nothing is all you need to do.

But this weekend will be particularly fun. My friend William Waller is coming up from Louisiana. I don't think we've seen each other in 5 to 6 years. When I was a Freshman at MC, he was a senior (and student body president!) and we were in the same fraternity. So tonight, we're going to take over Manhattan. I love it when friends visit, because it's I get to experience New York as a visitor again! It's a chance to recharge your New York batteries and get excited about the city all over again!

So, as you can see from the pic above, I cut all my hairs off. Once again another impulsive decision. Immediately after the "trim" I went home, curled up in bed, and started screaming about how much I hated my hair and missed the old locks. I got over it, though. It was just a brief moment of postpartum. When I got up this morning, I got to style it myself and now I like it. I'm just going to have to be more edgy with my wardrobe. The things I do...

Well, time to finish up work for the day so I can get my weekend on!

The Battle of the Bulge

So I never thought I'd be one of those people who diet. I mean, I've done some form of dieting in the past as a health choice. Now, it's no longer a choice. I have to watch what I eat. I now constantly trying to lost this little belly I have goin' on. I'm flight the Battle of the Bulge (and not the good kind).

Right now, I am trying to eat right rather than really diet. I usually start the day off with egg whites, turkey bacon, and cheese on a toasted whole wheat bagel. Good, right? Typically, I'll have a salad with chicken for a late lunch. If I eat dinner, I try to keep it very small (I even bought Lean Cuisines). But it seems like the less I eat, the more I am bulge-prone. Maybe it's because my metabolism is out of whack because I don't eat enough. I mean, I am at that age where you don't have that killer super-metabolism of your high school/early-20s years. So I guess you have to stimulate the lifeless thing. *sigh*

Of course, I know that I am just avoiding the bigger issue of working out. I don't do it. I don't have the time or the money to do it. In the rare moments of free time I have, I can think of a million other things that I want to do, which is usually go out and hang with friends.... Well, I guess if I didn't go out so much, I suppose I would have the time AND money to work out. Oh the things I have to decide! Why is always one or the other? Can't I eat whatever I want, do whatever I want, and drink whatever I want and still have a killer body? Such an unfair world!

So anyways... last night was fun. Bradley invited me to this new lounge that opened on the very southwest corner of Hell's Kitchen. It was pretty much empty, but Robert came downtown with me and Pedro and Ali showed up later. I hope it catches on because I like the space.

Oh! So, I'm thinking about cutting all my hair off. It's just long and out of control and it's time for a clean summer look. The original plan was to do a Justin Timberlake sort of buzz cut. I mass-text the gang and got a general consensus. The naysayers won out by a few votes. The more crazy of us were all for it, but it was usually accompanied with the comment "if it doesn't look good, it'll grow." No thanks. So now I just want to cut it nice and short. Maybe faux-hawk-esque, or maybe even something more edgy like a REAL mohawk. But we'll see. Thoughts anyone?

Well, my lunch break is almost over. I simply must be getting back to my desk. Later!