A good week.

Whaaat? It was!

OK, maybe there might have been an inordinate amount of bitching about work and my neck and money and such things. And fellow employees who don't show up and printers trying to shake themselves to pieces. And apartment searches and rampant emotions and the sun.

But aside from those things, good week.

I mean, there was Labor Day which meant no labor. Sweet. I got a parking pass for the Galleria, so anyone who wants to go can go hang out at the Galleria with me for over 2 hours and not have to worry about whether validation will cover it. Then again, finding reasons to spend that long there may be a bigger problem. Hmm... I made a bad ass quesadilla! That was neat. Super proud of that. Got a friend hooked on Brownie Batter ice cream, which makes me giggle. Saw a couple NoHo shows (hooray for local artists!). Made some headway on my Ophelia stuff and confronted my fear of singing in front of people yet again (I hate doing that). And plus, there was fun time spent hanging about and quoting with an individual whom I fancy. Well done there. I like, is niiice.

Now comes tomorrow: day of getting stuff done!
Finding apartments!
Going to rehearsals!
Taking publicity shots!
And... trivia games? OK, that'll be fun.
I hope.