I'll be honest, I don't really feel like I have anything to really say of importance tonight. Feels like these last few days have been filled with no events or experiences of note. I mean, I could write about me finally getting into a few ballet classes this week, which is a good thing for me so that I keep up some sort of technique here so I can have some sort of career. But what thanks do I get for being a good boy and trying to improve my dancing? Basically the ballet gods have destroyed my calves completely and utterly. They hurt so much! I'm not complaining too much, since dancing as a career is such that you are always sore and in pain from something, especially if you are on the uphill battle with training and not just coasting through classes as "warm-ups" or "refreshers" after say 10+ years of dance. That being said, my calves just plain hurt.
Oh, I guess I did go to a Mets game the other night against the Cubs. Mets lost, but I usually support the Yankees as far as NY teams go. My loyalties are always for the Mariners if we are speaking in generalities, but I do enjoy the Mets. By the way, there are so many hot girls at baseball games, it's awesome. Even sat by quite an attractive and fun girl who enjoys candy more than anyone I can imagine. My friend set up a night for Boston University alumni and had an extra ticket, so of course I wore something not from B.U. to make sure people knew I didn't go there. Not that I have any problem with B.U., I've never actually been there, but just out of principle. Man I love a good baseball game. Reminds me of when my dad used to take my brother and I (and sister sometimes) to games in Seattle. What fun they are.
Apparently when I sat down more came to me than not. Maybe it's the wine speaking. Okay, so I've only had like one small glass, given to me by my neighbor who needed to get rid of the open bottle before it went bad. And I'm not one to waste wine. To answer your next question, I am drinking wine alone in my apartment. It's not sad, it's just heart healthy, thank you very much. To answer your final question, I do not own wine glasses, I'm drinking out of a dixie cup. It's classier that way, don't you think?
I feel I better list the things I've done these last few days so nobody thinks I'm sad and pathetic. Here are some of the highlights:
Mario Baseball (not winning by the way)
Planning out my career
A few auditions
Mets Game
Gym (a few times)
Ballet class (twice, thank you very much)
Phone conversations (nothing too important, however)
Food shopping
Food eating
Thinking
Sleeping
Man I suck, don't I. I better get myself in gear here, which I promise will happen pretty soon. I will rock the world. Man I want to kill this fly that keeps landing on me. It's really starting to piss me off. That will be my next point of business.
