Hello, everyone.
I've been incrediable busy recently and even more recently just got busier by adding a paying job to my already insane schedule of 16 credits of Uni, an internship at an off broadway theatre, intensive partying and a full time lover. I should probably give up the partying, that's what's really giving me problems. However, I have been to all my classes and I've only today missed my first first reading assignment.
Anyway, back to the grind stone.

I don't understand why my parents answer their cell phone when in movies, classes, meetings etc and tell me that they're busy and that they'll call me back.

Crazy Weekend

So this isn't really the sort of thing I like to do, but I had a really crazy weekend and at least the last part needs sharing. I can't tell the rest. I'd get in trouble.
So saturday, I have two shows of "Dutchman", then I see the show at the Cherry Pit late night and then go hang out with the cast and audience at a bar down the street.
Then the other " Dutchman" cast who saw the late night moved to another club, where the lead of "Dutchman" hangs out. So he's introducing us to his friends and he introduces us to a guy named Freddie. Flash forward 2 minutes. I look over at Freddyie again and realize, it's Freddie Prinze Jr. Yes, the actor. The two guys were in "She's all that" together. Right, so both duddes are married, but only my friends wife is there and Freddie, so totally hitting on her. And my friend was starring him down. OMG. It was crazy. And then we were all dancing and Freddie touched my ass. Albeit, accidentally, but still. And I don't really like people touching my butt. So, I'm not sure when this became my life, but it did and I'm not sure if I'm thrilled of terrified. Mostly, I'm confused.