I have completely lost interest in myspace. It all started when it was overtaken by spam and other annoyances. I got tired of dealing with 10 friend requests from girls wanting their pussies pounded (for $8.99 an hour) and comments telling me of awesome deals on ringtones (which Ive been over getting new ringtones for about 3 months). Anyway, today, was the first day that I have had off in a while and I have decided to clean things up. I deleted over 100 friends from this social community because I either dont really talk to them or dont have any interest in keeping in contact anymore. Im used to check peoples myspaces all the time to see what was going on with them, but I dont care anymore. I think everybody moved to facebook (which I have and havent revamped nearly as much as I did myspace) and forgot that myspace exists. I never got any new feedback or messages or legitimate friend requests, so I lost interest. Anyway, Im trying to do something to reestablish my interest. So, here it is.

What have I been up to over the last couple of months? I cant even remember the last time I blogged. Well, life has been dramatically different for me lately. I remember writing about Romeo et Juliette and the disaster that it was in learning the ballet. I was supposed to perform Mercutio, but due to a lack of time, I didnt get to perform it. We, then, had a break from PNB for a week where I visited home and NYC to see friends and family. I saw my Jaqueeshah for the first time in a while and that was awesome. Anyway, we came back and had an audition/workshop for a new piece we are doing called "One Flat Thing, Reproduced," choreographed by the choreographer who inspired me to focus on ballet..William Forsythe. Anyway, we had our first day of audition/ workshop and I felt like I did a great job. Then, of course, the first time in a year and a half and at a very important time for me, I got the flu. I was sick as can be and ended up missing 3 days of work. Well, luckily, I made a big enough impact that they chose to put me first cast in the piece. WHAT AN HONOR! This rep has been great for me. I have finally danced some really good featured parts in that ballet and another ballet on the program. Ive been super busy and unable to have time for anything, dancing all the time and taking my English 102 course. But, this is what I have been waiting to do my entire career. I hope that things keep up this way. I have done well in all of the performances so far, and I was honestly kind of surprised how much my dancing has changed after watching a tape of the performance. It really goes to show that you improve much more when you are rehearsing things than when you are just taking class. So, I am glad to have a show off (which I usually despise). I also received a 97% in my eng 102 class, which my teacher deemed one of the hardest classes you will ever take. i think I was part of a class of challenged people, after reading some of their papers, but I was proud to do well.

Anyway, Im gonna go, im sipping on wine and watching a documentary on Dubai, a city I want to eventually visit! So, with that, I will go! Sorry it has been so long and sorry if this is not a completely complete blog...my wine is too enjoyable :)

Oy! Im very aggravated at the moment and slightly delirious. Right before I went to sleep last night, I started to feel like I was getting sick. Well, I took Nyqui and went off to sleep. At about 4 am, I felt the need to blow my nose. It started bleeding. While I attempted to get it to stop bleeding, I found myself shaking like I had hypothermia or something, yet I was wearing a sweatshirt, socks, and sweatpants. Anyway, I didnt really go back to sleep the rest of the morning. I ended up calling out of work sick and Im probably going to have to do the same tomorrow. This is really frustrating for me because we started workshopping yesterday for One Flat Thing Reproduced. I felt like I was really doing well in the workshop yesterday, and I fear that my absence will take away any chances of me getting to do the ballet. OY! Anyway, so I went to the Dr. and she said that I have brought the flu over to the west coast from the east coast. I was vaccinated for the flu in Oct and I didnt get the flu while we were performing R&J, but the flu on the east coast mutated from what the original flu was. So, now, Im suffering with a 102 degree fever, super blood-shot eyes that are really tiresome to keep open, body aches, a nasty headache, dizziness (I almost passed out making breakfast this morning....I had to run to the bed and just chill), a scratchy throat, a cough that doesnt happen often, but it hurts badly when I do. Anyway, I just wanted to reiterate my frustration with this situation. Sorry, Im kinda delirious.

Well... MChap and life coach are gonna think Im being dramatic, but they were also the reason that I am writing this blog. So, now that I have prefaced this, lets go all the way back to Romeo and Juliette last night. I have been dancing the corps of every show, and if you read, I also was 2nd cast Mercutio, but I was eventually cut out due to time restraints and the inability to learn all of the choreography because of those time restraints. Well, last night, while JP (Mercutio) was going into his final dance, he rolled over his ankle. He finished dancing, but limped around til the end of the show. He bowed for the audience at the end, but sat on the floor after the curtain went down and complained about his ankle starting to swell. This is where it all begins.

So, I exchanged phone numbers and was given the heads up that I may be dancing tomorrow by Chal. It was backstage pass night and I also had DJ an a couple of friends at the ballet awaiting the event at Ten Mercer for Backstage pass. So, I really wanted to run home and watch the tape until 8 in the morning, but I was obligated to at least stop by at Ten Mercer. It was pretty amusing for me because I was completely unfocused at the event. People would ask how I was, and I would say fine, and then zone out. I dont think I finished one conversation. Most, I ended early and said I needed to get something to eat because I was hungry. But, to be honest, I wasnt paying attention to them and couldnt continue to pretend that I really cared what they were saying. So, finally, I convinced DJ to go home. Upon going home, DJ wanted to chat and hang out, but I instead moved our coffee table out of the living room and put on my tape of R&J. I watched it 3 full times through and danced in my living room half full out from about 1115 pm until 130 am. I, then, decided that it was time for me to stop freaking out and to get some sleep because if tomorrow was going to happen the way it was happening in my mind, then I at least needed to get some rest. So, I sedated my mind with DJ's oxycodone (I know its bad, but I wanted to numb my mind, withouit taking something that was going to leave me hung over in the morning) and played cards with DJ until about 230 in the morning.

So, as many people know, I turn my phone on silent EVERY night religiously. Most of the super early morning phone calls Ive ever received are bad news about somebody who has died or is about to die. So, its become a fear of mine and I just turn the phone off. This morning was the exception to the rule. So, at 9 am, I get a phone call from Mr. Bender. Im freaked in my mind, been sleeping one ear open all night, waiting for the phone call. This is it! But no, it was Mr. Bender telling me he found a check he had lost. Heart attack number 1! So, I lay back to attempt to get at least some more sleep. I finally start nodding off again, and phone call. There it is! Its the phone call Ive been dreading. Senor bossman! "I need you to come in for emergency rehearsal at 11 am." They werent sure if JP would be ok to dance, so I needed to come in and pretty much learn the parts of the ballet that I didnt know. I got up and left in 20 minutes. I was warming up not too late after and rehearsal began.

It was Ototo Sush, PGibbers, and bossman there rehearsing me. We went from the beginning of the ballet until Mercutio died. And you know what? I was fierce! I dont know how it happened...really, I dont. But I knew almost ALL of the choreography (even the parts that I have never been taught). We rehearsed for almost an hour and I was completely warm, well before class even started. Ya know...Im gonna sit here and gloat for a minute. Really. I have never had the chance to do a really featured part, this was my chance. It was taken away from me because of time, but I was able to prove today that I AM CAPABLE of doing these parts. I dont know if it will come back to me, but I think this was the confidence boost that I have been waiting for since about 3 years ago. Anyway, so JP ended up ok. He had a minor sprain in his ankle and was able to dance the shows. Great! Right? I think so. Well, I dont know. I dont know how I feel about this. These moments are confusing. I didnt want to do this because it was the most stressful thing I have ever done (pretty damn close to DJ breaking his ankle), I didnt feel comfortable in the choreography (even though I knew it), and I want my first featured moment to be something I know I will do great, so that I get to do more. But I did want to do it. I wanted to be the superhero, I wanted to prove to everybody that ever thought I cant be a soloist that I can AND on one hour of rehearsal. I wanted to do the part. I wanted to be the part and have the most amazing experience of my career! Alas, it didnt happen, I dont know what would have happened if I did it. But, Im just gonna say one thing again. Im damned proud of myself and that is so important to me, that almost nothing else matters. I was able to prove myself today...and not to anybody else, just ME. Today was so important! And it was so GOD DAMN STRESSFUL! Im glad that its over :) Phewwww!

Per DJ's request I write this blog. I wanted to let everybody know about a movie that DJ and I just happened to stumble upon this very evening after attending the opera. The movie's title is Smiley Day and let me tell you my friends, it is one of the funniest movies I have seen in a long time. The movie was so funny that I actually had to pause it to catch my breathe I was laughing to hard! It is starring Anna Faris, who is one of my favorite comedic actors. She was in all four of the Scary Movies and I love those, so the movie was bound to be good. She starts out at the beginning of the movie on a ferris wheel and they do the whole "how did I get where I am right now." It rewinds and shows how her day started and how she ended up where she is at that point. There were some ridiculously funny antics along the way, but Im not going to give details because if you choose to see it, I dont want to ruin it. So, with that, I am done. I didnt want to write a full blog. DJ just insisted I write about Smiley Day!

EDIT: The name of the movie is actually SMILEY FACE! I thought it was Smiley Day...and that completely changes my blog...whoops! Sorry...RENT SMILEY FACE!

I have never been a full-on insomniac before. Granted, I have times where it may take me more than an hour to fall asleep, but never 4 hours. It is now 4:26 am and I am sitting on my computer writing instead of sleeping. I just emailed work telling them that I will be arriving late. I dont think it will be that big of a deal, considering tons of people have been missing work because of the flu epidemic at PNB right now (when I say tons, think maybe 20 or more people). I am doing that just because I dont think it will be safe to rehearse my exhausted, overworked, stressed body for 6 hours on less than 4 hours of sleep. And they way things have been going lately, I think that they honestly do care that Im fine for next weeks performances more than my attendance in the first two hours of the day. That said, join me in an exploration of the most probable cause of my insomnia. I am hoping that after writing it out, I will be cured and can go to sleep.

So, as my last blog, Nervous Writings, stated, I was chosen to perform a featured role in the new Romeo Et Juliette that we are performing. I felt that this could be a break out role for me. One of those parts that sets you on a role for great new things to come. I have rehearsed six hours a day for the last 2 1/2 weeks (which I havent done since our new director arrived), sometimes more per my request after class or between rehearsals. I really poured my every ounce into my work. I dont feel I have done that in a long time because I wasnt truly given an opportunity to devote myself to a role that would let me do that. Dancing in the corps is like being a machine. You dance with everybody, have very limited character range, and cant stand out. Getting a chance to learn Mercutio gave me a chance to have depth. All of a sudden I started to feel that joy and love for ballet that I havent been feeling in the past few years. Not that I dont love ballet anymore, just I havent been given the opportunity to love ballet like I did when I was in school. Anyway, so I spent my hours rehearsing corps parts and Mercutio...pretty much kicking my ass to the point where I would be dead every night. Id come home after work, do homework, then spend an hour or so watching a study tape of R&J to try and pick up the things I missed because I was dancing corps stuff. Time started to pass, everything possible that could go wrong did, from mass sickness to injuries to other stuff I cant write about for the public. Anyway, as more time passed, it became more of a reality that this great opportunity being offered to me would soon be taken from me. Actually, more than a week ago I verbalized to DJ that I had a gut feeling I wouldnt get to "show my stuff."

Everybody that I eventually verbalized that I wouldnt do Mercutio told me to think positively and that they were sure I would do it. Well, the first weeks casting went up, and I was told that I was scheduled to do 2 performances the 2nd weekend. They were just worried about my back. Which was really a bunch of BS. As this week has passed and things have boiled down to a "worse case scenario," our lost company seemed to lead itself. I pushed to get the rehearsals that I needed, but I was prepared for the answer that I was going to get. I will not get to perform the part the I was looking forward to since September. For many, that wouldnt be such a big deal, big things come and go, but for me it was a great opportunity lost.

So heres the thing. Im not sad. Im very disappointed, but Im not emotional about it. In fact, I have been consoling those that have been looking forward to me doing the part. Now, with this odd detachment to the whole situation, I think lies my insomnia. I actually feel bad for not being sad about it. I feel like I lost an important stepping stone in my career, but what difference did it make? I knew that it would be taken from me in the first place. When I found out I would be learning it, I said "Im so excited to learn it, but im not getting my hopes up." When I had my evaluation, I said "Im afraid that you are going to take this away from me." I was reassured that I would do 2 shows and that I was "perfect for the part." When others were added to the casting before they were eventually taken off a day or two later, I thought to myself, "well now Im 3rd cast and that will never happen." But suddenly I was 2nd cast again and rehearsing and learning everything. Alas, it just wasnt meant to be. And I knew it wouldnt be. And the important thing is, I knew it wouldnt be...I knew it wouldnt be and not because of me, but because I see patterns. When it boils down to everything, I am Barry Kerollis, I am intelligent, there are insanely obvious patterns at my workplace, and the people that should prevent these patterns from happening dont ever seem to learn from these patterns. This is the 2nd big opportunity that I have had, one I was told I shouldnt have been cast in the part because I wasnt right for it, the other was taken away from me because of a lack of time. Maybe thats why Im not upset. Or, ya know, maybe really I am crushed inside and that is why I am awake. I am awake because I am so desensitized to feeling disappointed about lost career opportunities that my body mourns and my mind feels happy, even relieved that what I knew would happen has proven itself to me and finally come to fruition. Deep...huh?

Finally! I have an evening to just sit around and do whatever I want...well...kind of! I have been spending my time over the past week and a half running around like a maniac. I wake up, take class, rehearse six hours, do exercises after work, usually stop at the grocery store, come home, make and eat dinner, do homework, then go to sleep. It has been pretty overwhelming, but I think Im holding together pretty well. I have given up drinking anything more than a glass of wine, which I often refuse, during the week and I have been attempting to take the BEST care of myself that I can. My back is holding up pretty well (knock knock knock). It is still a little sore here and there and I sometimes have to take it easy to prevent it from going back. I am over the initial soreness of our return to work, but my calves are super tight and my feet get really sore from standing all day. Funny though, this is definitely what I have been waiting my whole career to do. The time is finally here. Ive waited 4 1/2 years for this and I am finally dancing like I want to. The only problem is...Im nervous!

Why am I nervous? Im not nervous because Im finally being given a chance to dance an extremely meaty role... Im nervous because of the time constraints of our rehearsal situation. Typically, we are granted a longer period of time when we start rehearsing a brand new full length ballet. But for this production of Romeo et Juliette, we only have 3 1/2 weeks to get our shit together before we perform it. Well, where we are now, it is two weeks until opening night. We have practically just been spewed on with information and it is pretty overwhelming. Im learning really to just take everything one day at a time. I just took an hour to watch some scenes on the studio video I borrowed from the ballet and I didnt realize that there is still so much more that we need to learn! Its insane and Im just a bit nervous that I wont have enough time to take in all of the information that I need to. This is my chance and I refuse to let it be taken from me. So, that just means I really have to put my all into everything and always put my best foot forward. Now that I got that out of my system. I feel much better and can continue the rest of my evening of nothing, except a little ballet studying!

Well, I, being one, am back from Loreto, Mexico. I say myself because we flew home through LA, so DJ got off there to spend a week with his friends and family. So, I am sitting alone at our apartment, on the couch, getting to watch what I want, and not fucking Law and Order! Thats nice, but otherwise, its rather quiet and lonely. All is well though, I just started my English 102 course and I go back to work tomorrow, so Im not fretting in my quiet loneliness of the apartment, instead Im trying to get ahead and focus on what is ahead for me. So, with that, let me clue you in to what DJ and I have been doing over the last week.
After attending Raykstra's New Years eve party (which was quite a fun event), DJ and I came home quite soon after the faulty Space Needle fireworks extravaganza. It was kind of unfortunate how badly they went, but hey, technology isnt always perfect. So, we got home and finished getting ready, only to get about an hour of sleep before we had to get up to get ready to go to the airport. So, our cab came at 4:30 am and we went off to the airport. Our flights down were fine. As usual, DJ passed out the ENTIRE extent of the trip (he actually didnt sleep the hour I slept because Im a nagging BF). I slept the first flight and tried to catch up on the final Harry Potter (If catching up counts as being on page 200, when most people read the book within days of receiving it). The flight in was gorgeous. There are many small islands in the Sea of Cortez on the flight down and most of the water is a beautiful green or blue color... often with the ability to see into the water even from the elevation of our flight. We landed at a small airport. The building was actually a palapa (remember this term for later, it is a hut, which pretty much consists of a roof made from palm tree fronds, with or without walls). It was a short 10 minute drive from the two room airport to La Damiana Inn, where we would stay for the entirety of our 6 days in Loreto. La Damiana was a beautiful Mexican Casa that has been renovated to function as a bed and breakfast sans the breakfast. There are five rooms downstairs that are named after the people that inhabited them when it was actually being lived in by locals. Dan and I chose to be in the most private room (wink wink) at the back of the house, the General's Room. The owner and her BF were awesome and super nice. They lived in a little casita out back of the house. It was kinda odd to adjust at first because the kitchen was outside.
So, we arrived on New Years day and we were lucky for that because dinner was on the owner. Dan and I acquainted ourselves with the town, saw the mission, got some extra stuff for dinner, and came back to enjoy freshly caught blackened salmon and some ceviche. All of the other couples at the casa also joined in for dinner. It was a great way to get started!
The next day, DJ and I further acquainted ourselves with Loreto. Unfortunately, the first couple of days it was unusually cool for the area. We were freezing the first night, and forced to wear shorts and a track jacket the second day. We ate along the malecon (walk along the sea) and went to the beaches on the south and north of the Malecon. The beaches werent exactly lounging material, but they were fun to explore. They were pretty rocky, which allowed us to find some fun shells, but otherwise, we just walked on the beaches. We came back home and did mostly of what I wanted to do (say im turning into an old man, but i dont care)...RELAX! Who would of thought that I would enjoy spending an hour with my BF reading a book side by side. But after that crazy Nutcracker season , all I wanted to do was act like an old man. We ate dinner that night at an awesome little Mexican eatery, where everyone forewarned us that the lady thinks food is art and takes a SUPER long time to cook and serve you. This was one of our bad experiences in MX. Her children, maybe aged 6 and 12, were the waitresses and messed up our orders, food took forever, and they overcharged us 200 pesos (aboud 20 dollars). We fixed the money, but DJ ended up eating dinner at another restaurant. All was well though. Next we did what we spent most of our nights doing (minds out of the gutter). We watched a movie. Loreto is a smaller town, so there was practically no night life, plus I was starting to feel slightly under the weather.
We woke up the next day and spent the day shopping around town. Its always interesting to bargain, but I should really have studied my Spanish skills before we left. I often got overwhelmed and just made DJ do all of the speaking. The next day, we took a tour to the mission at San Javier. It was an expensive $120 for each of us, but well worth it. It was me, DJ, and the tour guide. You have to drive up this ridiculously windy, dirt road from sea level to over 4000 feet. It was so beautiful and kind of scary too. We stopped along the way to see over 3000 year old cave paintings, a 60-something year old couple that lived on a ranch in a no-walled palapa and a tiny house for their bed about the size of my kitchen (craziness), and saw a lot of wildlife(cows on the highways, turkey vultures, cacti galore, etc). Finally, when we got to San Javier, we checked out the mission and ate lunch. We went back to Loreto, had dinner, did our nightly thing, and went to sleep.
By the time that I had woken up (which was about 5 am), my left gland had swollen so large that it killed to swallow (think tonsillectomy pain). When we awoke, I asked Gerardo (co-owner of the casa), what I should do. He took me to a pharmacy and with no dr. diagnosis they gave me an antibiotic and anti-inflammatory. It only cost me 550 pesos ($5.50). That was crazy to me! Anyway, so we rented a car that day to take a day trip to Loreto. We were going to take a bus, but somehow Gerardo convinced us to rent a car and drive on the paved road ourselves. The only things that we didnt know about this road was that it was only one lane each way, it was ridiculously windy, and although the speed limit usually stayes around 40-50 mph, most people reach speeds of nearly 100. Not only that, but if you try to drive at a sane speed, cars pile up behind you, almost as if saying, FUCKING GO FASTER! So, DJ drove up to Mulege, a beautiful town set in an oasis on the only fresh water river in Baja California. It was gorgeous. We went there and saw the mission. On the ride there, we had the chance to see all of the beautiful beaches along the Bay of Conception. We had planned to stop at one on our return. On our way up though, during a bathroom break, we stopped to see the crystal clear, blue water, with fish that swim around at your feet. Anyway, we returned from Mulege and I actually drove (I got accustomed fast). It wasnt that bad, you just have to be super attentive. It also doesnt help that we saw about 50 memorial sites for people that had died along that crazy stretch of the Carreterra Transpeninsular. So, we stopped by the first beach on our back around 3 pm. We ended up stopping at 3 different beaches before we ended up back on the beach that we had been at initially. It was beautiful and super warm, but we forgot to take into mind that the sun might go behind the mountains directly behind the beach. We ended up chasing the sun from beach to beach. I was super happy that we went back to the one we did though because although it wasnt as soft sand-wise, it had some of the most awesome shells Ive seen. DJ found me a beautiful abalone shell. Then, we went back to Loreto and had dinner at the place we had the first night again, so I could again have my favorite mexican dish...Mole. It was great.
The next day we got ready to go, had chilaquilles on the malecon, and went back to the airport. The trip back was not TOO bad, aside from being delayed almost 3 hours in LA. I just read more Harry Potter! Im more than halfway done now!
So, now Im back, doing lots of English 102 homework, getting healthy, and preparing for the weeks ahead of me. I can safely say that I am sick of going to Mexican Missions and that the next time I go out of the country, it will most likely be in Europe or Thailand. What else, I have a tiny, tiny, tiny mentioning in Dance International Magazine, which Im super happy about. Ummm, and I guess thats about it! I will put photos up from our travels when I get a chance (hopefully really soon)! Happy New Year everybody! Its nice to be back

So, I was checking my Myspace today to check on the ridiculous amount of spam that I have come to expect from this once classy, now trashy online community, when I fell upon a friend, Chris', bulletin. Apparently, myspace has finally added something to the account settings that allows you to set up spam filters. I wonder how long it has been like this? You would think that this news would be sent to all of the users of Myspace to assure us that the people above are trying to make this site worth visiting again. As far as I am concerned, I have practically ignored myspace for the last few months because I am so incredibly sick of getting Tina's friend request, or Dan's comment of a youtube slut video, or a message from Kiarna saying she wants me to check out her camera. I dont know how Myspace lost control of itself, but it sure as hell pissed me off and deterred me from using this website, which I once poured my heart and mind into. So, I hope that this helps improve this community, and I once again continue to uphold my blogs!


So, on another note, we are almost done our run of 43 Nutcracker shows. This year has been very different for me than any others in the past. I have been dancing a ridiculous amount. When I say ridiculous, I mean that positively and negatively. Usually I dont get to start dancing the more "dancing" roles until 3 weeks in, and they are quite sporadic. This year was a different story. I danced great roles over and over again. I am grateful for the opportunity and feel that I have improved so much. I feel more comfortable onstage than ever before. It was great. The only problem was that I eventually started to get overworked. While we performed this year, we also rehearsed for a new piece by Susan Stroman (she choreographed in Center Stage, The Producers, and the new Young Frankenstein on broadway). I was honored to be picked as second cast to do her piece and it was awesome to work with her. She is amazing. But this caused problems because the people that were first cast did not have to perform in shows. So the 2nd cast had to rehearse, as well as do shows for those people that were rehearsing first cast. It was nice at first, but eventually it became overwhelming. Like the day that I had to dance pas de trois commedia attila commedia. Eventually it got to the point where I was so overworked that things started to go bad. My back started hurting and my foot. I went into work on Friday last week and I was super nervous. Nervous to go to work...something that never happens to me. My left foot was hurting so badly and my back was feeling a bit unstable. But, I had a great prospect in my mind. The thought that the following day, I would have my first day off and show off from Nutcracker in 2 years. Well, I started class, and halfway through barre, something in my back shifted. Ive pretty much been out ever since. Mr. Mender said I sprained my SI joint. Anyway, so Ive been on and off, trying to do a part here and there, but what it comes down to is that my back still hurts and now Im at a point where I limp here and there because the pain is shooting into my hip. Oh well! Id rather get to dance in Romeo and Juliette than finish Nutcracker.

Im not gonna write much more, but I also wanted to let everybody know whats up with this. I had my artistic evaluation almost two weeks ago and I was very pleased with how it went. Its been a bit of a different story this season and Im hoping that things continue as they have been. After the evaluation, I pretty much decided that I will remain with PNB for next season! So, for all of my Seattle friends, Im still here. What else? DJ and I will be going to Mexico on January 1st until January 6th, then Dan will be staying in LA from the 7th to the 13th. We are super excited and I think this is a well deserved trip. Itll be great relief for me from the Nutcracker season and a nice reward for Dan now that he is finally off his crutches. So, with this, I am going to go. Im hoping to finally be back to blogging. Just as long as my myspace is fixed and I dont get annoyed or overloaded with my work for English 102, which I start Jan. 2. Anyway, Happy new years all! Ciao!

Wow! I shouldnt be drunk on a night where I have to do nutcracker! I know! Its 3 AM and I have 2 shouws tomorrrow. but seriously. Im not going to take class tomorrow, if all Id o in the the first show is father! Would you? so thats is how it goes. It was my boyfriends Birthday party. It was awesome and I am taking care of birthday needs! thats that! Other than that! I havent posted on myspace lately because Im sick and tired of receiving fake messages, friend requests, and comments on myspace! Speariously! These things should not be happening! Why would I want to write my life, if I didnt trust that my audience would be reading this! My audience is not Therese who has large breasts, or suzie, who swears that her pussy is ready for me! Really ! Im tired of mypsace! and I dont know if I will be blogging until they clean up their website1 Other than that! Nutcracker is my life and I wish it a good nights rest, because thats not what Im getting!!!!! With that! Im out! Its uimportant to get drunk once or twice throghtout Nutracker! Jut make sure that you only do father in the first show and Dervish in the second show! I promise! Recovery WILL happen by then1 Love to your mother! My Mother! and my beautiful Boyfriend!

Pretty much the only thing today that wasnt a disaster is that everybody I know is still alive and in generally good health (knock knock knock). So, other than that, today was awful. I stayed home because I wasnt feeling well and being that this week will be only the 2nd weekend of Nutcracker, I felt it necessary to rest to ensure that I make it through this tough time of the year. The story begins last night. For those of you who dont know, I received a Macbook 11 days ago. It was one of the happiest days Ive had in a while. Followed by 10 days of happiness, a couple hours last night of Why the fuck wont my BRAND NEW computer turn on. Well, I woke up at 1130 this morning feeling well rested, but still a bit under the weather. I tried to turn my computer on again, hoping that it was just a fluke that it didnt work last night. Well, it didnt :-/ So, I called up the trusty apple (doesnt) care plan. So, we tried to fix it and it wouldnt work. So, i had options. I could send it in, but I had to do it today because today was the last day of my 14 day computer replacement period. Problem is, if I didnt want to pay for it, they couldnt get a box to me before the end of the day. So, I had to do the only other thing I could do. Take the damn computer to a store. So, I called the store, they said come on in and they would replace it for me. Though they said they had no idea about what the applecare guy was saying about transferring the data from my old laptop to the new one. Anyway, I rented flexcar for an hour and 30 minutes. I made my way down to get my car and a fucking truck was blocking the car. So, I had to go into the art institute classroom to ask them to move it. Nobody looked at me, the class continued until I finally tapped the teacher on the back mid lecture. And asked about the truck. She was like "oh!" And gave the class a break and spent the next 10 minutes finding the guy who owned the truck. He was across the street and looked at me as if it was inconvenient that he was illegally parked. Oy! So, now Ive wasted 10 minutes of my reserved time. Its pouring outside and I safely drive to the MAC store in the U-district. I got there talked to them, got ready to trade the computer. He looked at my receipt and said "we dont tdeal with online purchases, you need to go to U-Village to the corporate store. UGHHH!!!!! So, I make my way down there. I was greeted by a man named Peter who was really helpful. The only thing about this is that Apple was really shitty to me. So, I couldnt get my computer looked at because their techies were booked. But, I needed to figure out what to do by today because I had to send my computer out. So, what it came down after I had to extend my reservation with flexcar another hour, was that I needed to have the store send in my computer. When Apple receives it they will credit my account $1500. While that is happening, I have to buy a new computer with my credit card and hope that i get the credit before I get charged any interest. So, we are about to finish when Peter realizes that I have left out an extension cord in the returning computer. So, I had to drive all the way home in the rain, during rush hour and drive all the way back. I-5 was ridiculous, so I chanced it and just took a random side road. Being an unexperienced driver, I was shocked to find my way home super fast. I must have a great sense of direction. ANyway, I rush home, come back and we take care of things. Only thing is that now they have to add RAM to my computer and attempt to transfer everything I spent HOURS transferring to my new computer as well as 3 hours of debate notes to my new comp. So, I go home, am 7 minutes late for my reservation with flex car, and call Apple care to transfer my protection plan. Well, of course thats complicated too. I had to cancel my old plan and get credited for that and buy another plan! It was so FUCKING complicated! I called to file a formal complaint. And being that they are a big, rich, pompous organization, they dont care! They said that they cant do anything for me because its not their fault that I needed a new computer today! GRR!!!!!! So, I had to rent flex car for another hour and a half to go back to U-Village to get my new computer. So, here I am, sitting at my new awesome computer, still pretty angry about the whole day! I was supposed to be staying home to rest and get better, but instead I dealt with an issue that I shouldnt have had. My Compaq Presario lasted for 4 years and it NEVER had an issue. It sounds like it will die any second. Thats why I got this new laptop. But who would have thought that a brand spanking new Macbook would die before that old Compaq. 11 days! WTF! So, Im done with that rant! Sorry people! Also, sorry I havent been blogging lately. Ive been taking a break because I havent been feeling it. Myspace is losing control and Im kinda pissed at the system. They really need to fix it up. So when they fix it up and when I have more time Im hoping to go back to my blogging!