Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
So, blame Brad from Chemfet for keeping me up until 2:45, at which point i reloaded a single page of shafted for 20 minutes to try to see all of the random quotes that come up. I woke up surprisingly refreshed, and actually had a pretty decent day (notably marked with a 2 hour catnap in the green room of the theatre). Ahh… and since i’m not in the play i have no responsibility tonite! I might just go right back to sleep … mmmm, sleep.
by krisis
There was this one girl sitting next to me for the first act who had to keep leaning over to talk to Elise, who was on the other side of me and removed by one person. Apparently, to get to the right angle to make comments to her, she needed to stretch out past me so that her breasts were wedged up against the hands i had folded politely in my lap. The first time she did this i was rather embarrassed but couldn’t move my hands without essentially feeling her up along the way. On subsequent leanings over i attempted to shift my hands, but every time they were assaulted by cleavage. This was all very upsetting because i had no intention on hitting on any random Penn students, and i couldn’t very well just sit there and have breasts imposed upon me without flirting with their owner a bit. Wow, i think i’m a chauvinist now. Anyhow, we all switched seats at the end of the first act, which left me next to the person i had been planning on flirting with in one of those situations where i couldn’t decide whether or not to put my arm around her. Yes, i suck. No, you don’t have to remind me again.
by krisis
Regardless of your adoration of incorrect grammar, let me quickly finish off the story. The theatre we were attending oversold tickets by nearly 200%, which means the place was totally mobbed. I’d like to add at this point that Penn students are incredibly unnattractive, in general. As i looked around in the mob, i couldn’t find a single girl who i’d swoon for (or a single guy that’d cause me to question my sexuality :). Luckily, once inside the theatre i did wind up with Ariel’s friend Elise in what had to be the most attractive row of Penn students in the entire place. And the gods rejoiced!
by krisis
So, last night on the way home from the recording studio i randomly ran into Ariel as he was walking to his campus from the train station. Ariel is a great friend of mine who just happens to go to the snooty ivy-leauge university that’s situated across the street from here. I began walking with him, and he reminded me that i had promised to see a show he designed the set for, and that it was closing night. I immediately felt pretty shitty about this, because Ariel comes to see every show i’m involved with at Drexel, but I didn’t give him a firm answer about it until he reminded me that a certain female friend of his might be attending, and that i could hang out with her after the show while he took down the set. Don’t you love run-on sentences?
by krisis
Yeah, so, today was the huge tech-day for the mainstage play, and i attended despite having told off various members of my theatre community over the course of the week that i wasn’t even vaguely interested in theatre. Yep, i love the scent of bridges burning. Anyhow, i got there a bit late and the first person who commented about it was told to “kiss my ass,” which pretty much set the tone for the day. However it was fun, and i got to hang out with tons of people who i haven’t seen at all recently since i’ve been totally out of the loop. And, yes, i got to flirt a bunch. I’m getting better at it. And, the “boy-friend” is totally non-existent. Never even occurred. And we painted each other a bunch…