My puppy...

...always makes me feel better when I'm sick. This is why I love her so much. She's amazing.

This is awesome...

...I got gas yesterday and actually got change back! I don't think that's ever happened. And if it has, it's been FOREVER since the last time because of how ridiculous the gas prices have been. This is a sign that gas prices are going down. How absolutely amazing is that?

I like Papayas!

I like bananas!
I think that mangos are sweet.
I like papayas! Papayas!
But nothing can beat, that sweet
Love of God!

I love camp songs. Especially this one because evertime I hear the word "papaya" I think of camp and how awesome it is and how much I love it. I saw this at Costco and absolutely had to take a pic of it.

I hate it when I start to lose respect for people...

Ugh. Last night we had a pickup rehearsal for the show. Nobody bothered to call me to tell me we were starting at 7 instead of 8 like I had originally thought. Whatever. I'm not upset about that. I went to go find someone who had a key to unlock the dressing room for the actors (they were told to be there I guess at 6 in order to go at 7; but when they got there, nobody had unlocked the dressing room so they called me at 6:30 and that's when I found out that we were going at 7). As soon as I got down there, everyone starting bitching at me saying that they weren't going to be ready to go at 7...I hate it when people bombard me like that because I never handle those situations really well. Ugh.

Anyway, that really has nothing to do with how I'm feeling; it just added to wood to the fire. So when I was called about unlocking the dressing room, I had to find a key. I was told by our now former stage manager, as I seem to have been bumped up due to the fact that the former SM was not fulfilling her duties, that Guido, our set designer/lighting designer/faculty advisor that was present at the time, did not have a key. I don't know why I believed her when she first told me like a week ago, but I did. I asked her again yesterday and she said that he didn't, that Dina-Guido's assisstant-was the one who had it. Now recently, our former SM has been caught in a few lies that make me cautious about the things I tell her now. So I decide to go to Guido and ask him for the key anyway and he's like, "Yeah, I have a key to everything." That is why I got so pissed. Not the fact that I wasn't told that we were starting earlier than I had originally thought, but that I was very openly lied to by someone who I consider a friend. It sucks. I'm pretty hurt by this. I realize that it was a lie over a stupid key, but there's more to the story. She hasn't just been lying to me, she's been lying to pretty much everyone, and I think that's the suckiest part.

And I'm not just hurt by her. Last night's events got me thinking about how another friend has been treating me lately. Back in September, when I broke up with my boyfriend, this particular friend did not lend the support that I truely needed. In fact, the night of our breakup, she was openly making fun of the entire situation, when she knew how much I cared for him and loved him. At first when this happened, I blamed it on the fact that it was late at night and we were both pretty tired, but then I thought about the fact that anytime she's broken up with a guy (probably a total of 5 or 6 in the two years I've known her) I've never once made fun of the situation right after it happened. And she's never apologized for treating me that way either. It sucks getting hurt by someone you love.

I invited this particular friend to a Halloween party that I was invited to and she had said that she'd go with me. When I got home to change into my costume, it was about 8:30. She had told me that she had a family dinner thing until around 9 or so. When we talked previously in the day, she had expressed that she was tired and wasn't sure if she was going to go with me that night. I said that it was ok, but to text or call me if she was for sure not going to go. She never did and I assumed that she was still at her family thing and that when she was done, we'd go to the party for a little while and then head over to another party at a mutual friend's house. I decided not to go to the party because I was too tired and when I texted her to let her know I wasn't going, she was already at our friend's party! She didn't even bother to tell me that she had absolutely no intention of coming with me to the first party.

I don't understand why people can't seem to tell me the truth. All my friend had to do was tell me that she didn't want to go with me to my party and that she just wanted to go to our mutual friend's party. Is that really so hard to do? I don't even know what to say to this person about her actions. It just sucks that I feel so hurt. I want to go somewhere far, far away right now.

Sorry this is so long, I just needed to vent.

Dr. Zand...

...is the name of an orthodontist's office on the border of Glendale/Burbank. This office used to be able to be seen on San Fernando Rd. and I always remember driving by it with it's huge billboard with Dr. Zand's name on it. Now, there's an apartment complex in front of it and you can't see the sign from San Fernando Rd. But I remeber that every time I passed it, I was reminded of The Great Gatsby, with the eye doctor's advertisement looking over the giant field and how it was supposed to represent some higher being/force looking down on the world. I guess I always related Dr. Zand's advertisement to the one in that story and looked at it as that higher being/force was smiling down on the world. This always reminds me just how important literature is in our lives. Literature takes stories and gives you something to relate to the real world. Any one thing that you see can remind you of a favorite story and take you to a happy place in your mind. I love having those sweet, happy little getaways from such a stressful world.

I didn't realize that we've suddenly jumped back into the 60s...

...and that farm animals now have more rights than gay people in California.  I'm so upset that Prop 8 passed.  I for sure thought that it wouldn't based on the fact that EVERYONE I know (minus grandpa) was voting No.  Ugh.  When will this unfairness end?  It really aggravates me that even now in 200-freaking-8, we are still dealing with social inequality.  What difference is it to those homophobs if gay people get married?  It's not like it's going to raise your taxes or that you have to live with them.  Ugh...I really hate ignorant people.  It's not going to be taught in schools, your children won't become gay by hearing about it because it isn't some kind of contagious disease.  Did I mention that I REALLY hate ignorant people?

But on the other hand, I'm glad Obama won.  This nation could really use a change, and based on my research, I think that he's the best candidate for the job.  So, President Obama, please, please, please, stick to your guns and don't fuck things up even worse than they are now.  Don't give me a reason to doubt why I voted for you.  I'm putting my faith in you that you will lead this country to a good place and I really hate it when people give me reasons to doubt them.  Thank you.

I voted...

...and I feel REALLY good about it. I did all of my research and voted for the candidate that I feel will do the best job. I also really took my time researching all of my state's propositions and feel good in knowing that I voted for what I felt was right. I 'm so proud to be an American!

So I guess the ride isn't over...

So this is what I was working on yesterday. It's the set of Macbeth. I'm very excited that the show is coming along so well but I'm still stressing.

Oh and there's a strong possibility that I'll be calling the show as the Stage Manager has been mysteriously hospitalized for some sickness or other and may need surgery...I'm not exactly sure how to feel about that because given the circumstances, it seems rather...convenient that she would be hospitalized this late in the game.  It seems as though she's been caught in some lies recently that make me believe this but I guess it must be true if she is in the hospital right?  In a way, I hope that she's not lying and if she isn't I pray for her to have a speedy recovery, but what if she is?  I just can't shake that feeling and if she is, that just sucks.  I'd much rather have her just say, "look this is way more than I can handle," and back out instead of having to come up with some elaborate lie to make it look like she can't help what's happening.  Ugh.  This is what my brain has been rattling with for the past week or so.  I guess I'll keep you posted.