Poop Shute

Another show under my belt.

sigh

During Normal Heart's run I was so drained of life ALL THE TIME that all motivation to do anything went out the window. I slept in late, I played video games, I goofed around on the internet (all the while ignoring my blog). Nearly, everything was neglected besides Meg... ok, well, I didn't stop working out either, but come on, I had to appear in my underwear in act one scene one for christ's sake!

Now that it's over I feel a little more like myself again, but I'm having trouble getting my momentum back. I still feel kind of... lethargic I guess.

I've started waking up and doing yoga first thing again, and that is helping a little.

I dunno...

I might have a new job to report here soon. Writing. That's right, I may be paid for my skills as a wordsmith. Finally, I will acheive monetary compensation for the toils I've been giving away for free here all this time. Wait a minute....

Hey you! Yeah, you. Stop reading this. I am a professional now, so I demand you stop reading this for free. Oh man, look at you go! You're just racking up the charges now! Oh-ho, you owe me like five bucks now, buddy.*

That's right just keep going, keep reading your way to financial ruin. I can go all night buster!

But I won't.

* Oh man, you fell for the ol' "charging you for the fine print" trick too?! What a sucker you are, I get double for fine print, because it's way harder to type on those smaller keyboards... the carpal tunnel is murder!