Confessions of a Dirrty Mind

Hi dad. I'm going to KC today and be back tomorrow. I need to get away from Des Moines for awhile. I have my cellphone so you can call me. IT JUST WON'T BE TURNED ON ! Love you, Miki.

Last night I saw one of the best "so bad it's good movies" ever.
"You Can't Stop the Music: The Village People Musical"

It was hilarious. Steve Martin actually owns it and he brought it over last night. It's Steve Guttenberg's first movie and the opening credits have him rollerskating/dancing down the streets of New York. The first scene he walks in his apartment and Phillippe (the Native American Village Person) IN A HEAD DRESS is just hanging out watching TV. He's also wearing Daisy Dukes. Brilliant. It was one of the gayest movies I've ever seen. I think everyone should at least watch the YMCA scene. Just use your imagination. Hee.

Props have to be done for the playhouse by Friday. Eek!

New addition to the short list of "Movies that scared the crap out of me":
Dawn of the Dead

I went to see this movie Friday night. When I got home I kept imagining a little zombie girl in my doorway. It was really bad. And whenever I'm driving, I keep thinking some zombie will try to get in my car. I really super enjoyed the movie. I even screamed at one point (which was really embarrassing). I screamed, which startled Steve and then he screamed a little at my screaming (which was really funny). So, yeah, I recommend the movie if you don't mind the bloody stuff. And it has Sarah Polley! That's the best part!

I also saw a production of "Love's Labour's Lost" that really should have been called "Shakespeare on Wheels with really crazy Costumes." The clown was funny. He's my new college theatre major in a clown outfit boyfriend.

I have a new best friend:
The Band Saw.

OH MY GOD. Last night I had to make these spear/staff thingys for the witch's minions in Oz. I wish I would have had to make more than six. I had SO MUCH FUN. I couldn't stop talking about it last night when I left the playhouse (Steve Martin called me the Band Saw Bandido) I think I would be happy being a band saw operator for the rest of my life. This weekend I get to paint the staffs. And a cow. And a chicken. And a butterfly net. Lots of painting. And seeing my grandparents.

p.s. It's 9:45pm, do you know where Michelle is? AT WORK OF COURSE.

Yesterday I almost had a nervous breakdown.
I was standing at the fax machine waiting for a relatively large fax to go through. While I was waiting, to make the time pass, I was playing with my shoe. I totally lost my balance and just fell over. It was hilarious. One second I'm standing, the next second I'm on my ass. No real good excuse. Thankfully, no one else was by the fax machine. But I started laughing hysterically. I couldn't stop. People kept asking me what was so funny, but I couldn't stop laughing long enough to tell them. I was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down my face. (I actually had to fix my eye makeup). This went on for about 5-6 minutes. Then I finally stopped laughing, went back to my desk, imagined myself falling, and started laughing again. I scared a lot of people. They thought I was going crazy. Maybe I am.

What's up with the foot and a half of friggin snow?? I don't like it one bit mister.

MANDATORY OVERTIME!!!!

yeah. ponder that.....

Let's all give a big hand to Matthew.....
I would like to thank Matt for letting me hang out with Coley Saturday night. We went to the FM Show Choir Invitational, which was actually boycotted by Central Lee. We went just to watch the night show. And we didn't pay to get in! We're criminals! One of the schools had a pirate ship and I really hope they placed well. (We didn't stay for the awards)
This weekend was spent searching for a bike, making an hour glass (thanks dad) and a crystal ball. I don't think I'm ever going to volunteer to do props for a show ever again.

Hey everybody, my name is Matthew Nelson. I'm Michelle's lil sister's boyfriend. This is my first time writing on one of these blog things and I have no idea what to write about. But neways I'm over at Steve's, Nichole's dad's house. He is really nice to me and Julie is the biggest sweatheart I ever met, cuz about 2 weeks I got hit by a semi and my parents were outta town so she babied me like none other all weekend. I basically got what ever I wanted-it was great but I'm fine now. Well, Nichole wont leave me alone so I better get going I guess it's because of all the drugs-I thought my love was enough (inside joke). So I'll talk to you all later bye bye now.

icky icky icky.
leaving for work today, the guy in the car next to me was vaccuuming out his front seat. bent over with his PALE HAIRY BUTT CRACK hanging out. had he been farther away, i would have just smirked to myself. but, he was right next to my driver side and i had to inch my way past him to get into the car. part of me just wanted to be like, "dude. your ass is hanging out."

book i just bought: "the joy of laziness" it's all about how you can live a long heathly life by just chillin out and sleeping late. i'm going to adopt the idea of "productive laziness." neat huh.

I need to vent.

I hate stupid boys and they're stupid California residencies.
I hate their "I miss you"s and their "maybe it'll work out"s.
I hate stupid promises and stupid "I've been thinking alot about you"s.
I hate stupid boys and their way of making me feel stupid for liking stupid boys.
I hate how when stupid boys say "call me" I don't even hestitate even though I think they're stupid.
I hate their stupid girlfriends that they seem to forget exist when they're spouting their "I miss you"s.

STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID. Stupid me.

I feel better.