Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike

I am thrilled to be going to NYRF this weekend. I am far more excited than one should be. The weather is gonna be COLD too. 73 on Saturday and 64(!!) on Sunday. Time to bring the warm. Which is sort of exciting. :)

My statistics professor changed our homework from being due Thursday to TUESDAY. So I just finished that up. I feel mostly confident. I got an 85 on my last assignment, which EASILY could have been a 90, but I was retarded about a process that I didn't fuck up on another question. DAMN YOU BRAIN. I asked a girl next to me a question today and I noticed her homework was out and she got a 69. I felt real bad. :(

Latin is Latin. I do a lot of "let's look that up in the book." I feel like I'm just learning the concepts, and I'm not even memorizing them. I'm prolly gonna end up doing some exercises on my own. Might take a Wednesday off to do that (the rest of my week seems to be work + school and not a lot of in between).

Last night I had some WEIRD ass dreams. Post apocalyptic stuff. Alien invasion stuff. My brain is weird. I haven't been feeling 100% so I have been drugging myself with intense amounts of zinc. Heh. Maybe that causes some fucked up dreams.

Anyyyyrate. Time for sleeps. I have school at 12:30 and then work at 4, then as soon as I get out of there, I'm OFF to NY!!! Poor everyone at Bill's. We're gonna be landing SO fucking late. I hope I get out of work around 9. Assume an hour to put everything in the car and pack what Andrew doesn't, get food, gas. Leave around 10. Get there 2ish. *siiiigh* I begged Tiffany tonight to let me out as soon as she can. We'll see. :D :D

I AM EXCITED TO GO!!!

Howie makes a NYRF video of pictures from that season. And puts it to music!

Here's to 2008!!



Thanks, Howie :D

*goes back to cleaning*

More faire fun.

Every year after faire is over, most of the cast & crew says "FUCK IT, WE DIDN'T WORK ENOUGH!" and after having one pitiful weekend off decides to work Forest of Fear.

This is held in the parking lot of faire. There are rides and the Slaughter House, etc.

And of course. All our creepie little friends get to be who they really are.

Their creepie little selves.

I love all the faces I can identify, even with pounds of make up on.

I love you guys. I particularly love Nykol as her scary little doll in the checkered room.

Awesome sauce.

You could be having TURNIPUH TEA.

David Anthony... singing Turnip Tea at the NYRF 2008 Cast Party.



How delicious the turnipuh tea.

I am pmsy and gross. My skin is gross, I am bloated, and worst off my emotions are doing things to me that I really don't care to discuss cause I'm like "this can't be normal".

Like my life is so peachie effin keen right now that I wouldn't be having depressive issues.

So make me smile fuckers, post some pix or funnie anecdotes or something.

My bosses are flippin' ruhtarded lately. I am going to take both of them by the neck and SLAM their skulls together. Patrick is fine. Although we are TOTALLY fuxxored cause that bastard is taking off the fucking month of October for his wedding & honeymoon. Seeing as we have no real estate secretary, he's been doing his own shit, and HAAHHA, no one knows what's going on.

Terrifying, really.

Oh, and Mister turned off the fucking radio today. *boggle* Uh, excuse me? We're listening to fucking PLJ for chrissakes. Ain't like there's some crazy shit on there. Richele listens to the internet radio for Z100, and that's decidedly more obnoxious than this. I'm annoyed. It's too quiet in here and it's weird.

And I have clients who popped in and couldn't seem to understand the concept of "if you have any changes to your documents, please call our office so we can make them prior to your signature". Thanks for letting me print and grommet everything so NOW you can make changes. Hate. You. Last name is Payne, and ya know what. THEY ARE.

In other news, has anyone tried the M&M Premiums? I'm currently chowing down on the raspberry almond ones and HOT DAMN are they derishus. And they're pretty. :) I can't stop eating them. *hides them in desk drawer*

I am friggin HUNGRY. I didn't eat a whole lot last night. Although I drank most of a bottle of wine cause, well, I could. It was there.

I watched Heroes last night. OH! PEOPLE ON MY FLIST!! I have no teevee. I watch all my shows the NEXT DAY online. So could you not comment with spoilers and stuff? Spank you :) NOT that anyone has, but I want to pre-empt the strike.


Kegger tonight. Frickin' sweet.

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

Song reminds me of my cousin Salvatore. It was the last song on before the EVIL MUSIC was killed. :(

Just a few reasons I love my faire...



Eye Candy. Shirtless, ripped, wet eye candy.

Thanks to Oriana for the picture.

61.

I could have sold more.

But we ran out.

61 roses.

Thank you ALL who helped me achieve mah goal. :)

Another season bites the dust.. Literally.

God... my feet hurt, I'm fucking TIRED, I could use a shower. Some food. I feel gross. I feel like my ears are still ringing from that last round of "The Night Paddy Murphy Died...." and I'm so fucking glad to be home.

But... this year? I could have gone longer. Granted I miss two weekends cause of Pennsic. But this year. Was a fucking awesome year.

Next year? It'll be even fucking better.

See you next weekend at Cloisters ;)