2/23/05
Dear Diary,
President's Day rocks so hard, it makes me want to cry. Just think about it for a second, diary - our Founding Fathers had the foresight to be born a week after Valentine's Day, a day of such suckitude (read: sucks so hard) that I stayed at home in my pajamas eating the grody chocolate that dorksquad leader Jimmy Johnson gave me with the stupid X-tina valentine that said she wanted to get drrrrty with me - how gross! How...lesbionic!
Anyway, the fact that the day to celebrate our presidents is just a simple week later makes me believe even more that National Treasure is actually based on a true story. Dude, it totally is. I was rockin' so hard on my President's week celebration, I was even on The West Wing location today chilaxin' with a pretend president.
Speaking of sucking eggs and stuff, Diary, I'm curious why so many of my friends haven't come to see Overflow, the new play that I directed. Not only is it beautifully written by Justina Walford and gracefully directed by me, it's got hot girls in it - the critics even say so.
And - for all of those who loved ReAdaptation, it explicates the Justina Walford character...well...almost completely. So, really, Overflow is to ReAdaptation what Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead is to Hamlet, except Justina is a real person. Or is she? Is she an amalgam of 5 people? Hmmm...
I hope my friends are just waiting for their calendars to open up to come see the show and it's not because they are chea...poor. It would break my tiny little heart if my friends wanted to come but could not pay the full ticket price. If it is because they are financially challenged they can get 1/2 price tickets here. I'm totally financially challenged - my poopy parents only give me an allowance of $5.00 a week - hardly enough to even go on a date, which is another reason why Valentine's Day sucked so hard.
And I hope they don't give me any lip about the poopscars this weekend - poopy drama club awards - how terribly "clishay" (I don't even know what that word means but it sounds so good). I tuned out when National Treasure wasn't nominated for anything. Now on to making voodoo dolls so that next year Tony Jaa will get nominated for being the dreamiest Thai Warrior ever.
Giggles,
David
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Monday, February 07, 2005
Catching up, Interlude:: OVERFLOW
February 7. 2005
Dear Diary,
The excuse must really be wearing thin, huh diary - how busy I am. I know and I apologize, diary, it's just that - I mean, all you have to do is lay there underneath my bed, all locked up, but I have stuff to do. For the past few weeks since returning from vacation, I've been directing this new play called Overflow. It's written by Justina Walford, the president of my school's drama club, it stars six dreamy half-Asian, half-something women, and it just opened last weekend. It'll be playing Thurs. to Sat. @ 8 PM and Sun. @ 3 PM at The Hudson Theatre. Mike Durst, our award-winning lighting designer, he's so handy with the ellipsoidals and stuff. He's even been nominated for an Ovation award! I hope my all my friends can come to see the show!
Diary, you must hate me because I'm not writing about what happened during vacation in San Francisco and Wisconsin after we had the screening, but I don't want to take away from the above, so for now, diary, this is all you're going to get:
San Francisco: There ARE a million ways to make shrimp and Chinese people are so weird!
Wisconsin: You really CAN walk on water and White people are so funny!
And Diary, no - I have nothing to say about the Superbowl - New England...so passe - winning everything except popularity contests. If they're so cool, they must think the Bruins are going to win the Stanley Cup...whooops. Yeah, Diary, I have nothing to say except that not-so-dreamy Tom Brady did not win his 3rd Superbowl MVP trophy, thus, not tying him with dreamy Joe Montana as the only quarterback in the history of the game to have done so and dreamy and smart Steve Young - Hall of Fame. As for the actual game, whatevz - I lost interest when the 49ers lost out on the wild card. "Tomorrow, tomorrow...is only a day - a-way!!"
Kisses for a Happy Chinese New Year, Diary!
David
Dear Diary,
The excuse must really be wearing thin, huh diary - how busy I am. I know and I apologize, diary, it's just that - I mean, all you have to do is lay there underneath my bed, all locked up, but I have stuff to do. For the past few weeks since returning from vacation, I've been directing this new play called Overflow. It's written by Justina Walford, the president of my school's drama club, it stars six dreamy half-Asian, half-something women, and it just opened last weekend. It'll be playing Thurs. to Sat. @ 8 PM and Sun. @ 3 PM at The Hudson Theatre. Mike Durst, our award-winning lighting designer, he's so handy with the ellipsoidals and stuff. He's even been nominated for an Ovation award! I hope my all my friends can come to see the show!
Diary, you must hate me because I'm not writing about what happened during vacation in San Francisco and Wisconsin after we had the screening, but I don't want to take away from the above, so for now, diary, this is all you're going to get:
San Francisco: There ARE a million ways to make shrimp and Chinese people are so weird!
Wisconsin: You really CAN walk on water and White people are so funny!
And Diary, no - I have nothing to say about the Superbowl - New England...so passe - winning everything except popularity contests. If they're so cool, they must think the Bruins are going to win the Stanley Cup...whooops. Yeah, Diary, I have nothing to say except that not-so-dreamy Tom Brady did not win his 3rd Superbowl MVP trophy, thus, not tying him with dreamy Joe Montana as the only quarterback in the history of the game to have done so and dreamy and smart Steve Young - Hall of Fame. As for the actual game, whatevz - I lost interest when the 49ers lost out on the wild card. "Tomorrow, tomorrow...is only a day - a-way!!"
Kisses for a Happy Chinese New Year, Diary!
David
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