yep, I'm over here at the PACT. just doing my thing. Actually I'm prepping slides to be printed for the hallway. they chose pretty crappy pictures in my oppion. actually most of them are bad source, so it just makes my job frusterating. oh well....
I had a long lucid dream this morning that I was on a date with Avril. it was fun, we went to the fair at the local high school or soemthing. (for some reason I still think I'm in high school.) and it was silly and platonic, but she wasn't too pretty, and wasn't too interesting I was just like "oh, I should act like I'm into her so I can have sex with her." but then towards the end she was telling me about how people are just mean to her because her music sucks and she's a has-been. and then I tried to tell her that she needs to figure out why she's in music and why she's trying to communicate with people - i.e. what is her message, what is she all about, and why is she doing what she's doing. Just liking to play guitar isn't enough, she needs to write some songs that are beyond the heart brake songs and write some songs that really connect with people. but she didn't want to listen. She just started rushing around the room trying to clean things. but there were all these other people people there who were agreeing with me.
In the end we didn't even kiss, but I was excited that maybe I could help her write more interesting songs. Then I woke up.
Last night was closing night of the Taffetas. that was pretty neat. desu. I wasn't sad or anything, just kinda tired.
and I guess I really should look to get more involved in theatre. maybe I will move to texas and try to do theatre. or something. It would be awesome if I could do it full time, except that I would have no money, but it would be nice to not have the annoyance of a day job.
Maybe I will write more later.