What do we find down good old aisle seven? Well seems like it's baking needs. Harumph. Really wish I had time to bake, or just cook for that matter. I have all the esentials for my kick ass stir fry, steak, a wide aray of vegetables and... soup. I just need some reason to cook, aside from hunger. Like a dinner party or just some one to come over and eat food with. A good dinner deserves good conversation, same goes for bad food really. I may have enough to make cookies, I know I could bake some fudge, but then the time thing comes up. I'm home maybe for nine hours, most of that is spent sleeping, and that's the way it's going to be untill I finish with my thesis project.
What thesis project is this you ask? Well I'm directing two one act plays, in three weeks. That should be the project in itself, actually. I'm comparing two plays from theatre of the absurd and trying to prove that they are directed in two different styles. But more on that latter.
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Tossed into a slightly more expansive supermarket our anti-hero moves through the night like a pirate (i.e. rather loudly and most likely drunkenly singing a song).
That Guy Who Writes This
- HairballofDoom
- Melbourne, Florida, United States
- Legos or Lincoln Logs, it's a tough choice.
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