Chewing Gum & Graphite.

Today was the first time in six days that I didn’t have rehearsal so naturally, I slept until 1:00, didn’t get out of my pajamas, and watched a lot of television.

Now I’m sitting on my bed going over a Dysart monologue from Equus and learning “Toucha Toucha Touch Me” from Rocky Horror.

THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR WHAT I AM FEELING RIGHT NOW. WHAT IS HAPPENING? WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. I. JUST. CAN’T.

aifricandamy:

MORE LIKE LANA DEL WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.

So, a Steak ‘n Shake just opened in New York. The other night I went there with Honda and Jack, and got a steakburger (with fries) and a chocolate shake. I somehow managed to eat the entire massive burger, all of the fries, and maybe a third of the milkshake before I felt like my stomach was going to stage a mutiny against the rest of my body. The food was all awesome, but on the subway ride back, I kept getting horrible I’ve-eaten-way-way-too-much stabs of pain in my stomach. By the time we got home, I felt relatively normal again, wondering how they get away with charging so little for so much food. I took a shower, went to sleep, and then woke up at five in the morning unable to catch my breath with a stomachache (or maybe it was more just a general feeling of nausea than a stomachache). Confused and nervous, I walked around a bit in my dark room, got some water, and sat in my bed wondering what the fuck was going on. A couple times I tried to lay back down but that made me feel more awful than sitting up did. Eventually, I managed to fall back asleep and when I woke up again I felt fine. I have no idea if these events were connected, but it was weird and I am wary. Though it is definitely not going to prevent me from going to Steak ‘n Shake again. That shit was delicious.

For The Displacement Project, we had to write one stream-of-consciousness page on what it feels like to worry. Here’s mine. It’s to be read very, very quickly.

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Summary of my Christmas:

1. “Rooms, motherfucker, do you got them?” “Nah man, that ain’t me.”

2. Monogrammed stocking.

3. Gifts! I got gifts! It was unnecessarily sweet of them.

Summary of my New Year’s:

1. Party #1: fruit and foosball and people I didn’t know (who were all nice).

2. Party #2: dancing (notably to “All My Friends” and “Hockey Star”) and sparklers and people I didn’t know (who were also all nice).

3. Alana’s apartment with Alexis and Maddy and being tired and watching A Knight’s Tale and driving home at 5:00 in the morning.

Summary of Arizona in general:

1. NATURAL WONDERS.

2. Mexican food.

3. Driving.