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My adorable cousin Mira

Howdy dear readers, another long week. Reno, parties, family visiting, LOST ending. [OMG]

I want to first discuss the response of my last blog. It was mostly positive and supportive. Thank you, it means a lot that many of can even sit through my long winded ramblings. But the main complaint with my blog is that writing or talking about something doesn’t fix anything. I’m basically just whiny. I disagree completely. This is step one. This is therapy this is diary. This is what helps me.

Last week my theatre celebrated its end of the year ball, I was awarded “Best Supporting Actor” (sort of a conciliation prize instead of winning one of the Irene Ryan nominations, oh well) and Best Drunk… On Stage” How appropriate. A lot of fun drinking and dancing with the masquerade theme. But then the rest of my night, with the help of Gerald (what we call the bag from boxed wine) and Matt Marr, was serious drunken shenanigans, which resulted in me missing the only work I have in a week. Haven’t done that in nearly a year. I did learn a lesson that night.

My friends who are legitimately moving on from school felt like clubbing, so of course I am there. Drinks, flirting, dancing, and smoking. I starting losing my voice very badly. A few days of partying, a lack of sleep, and breathing air in Reno turned my voice into something of a gutteral gravely lawnmower sound, which I assure you was not sexy. The Reno trip was a success, managed to only spend $20 on the whole trip. It was my friend Colton’s 21st birthday. Colton, Max, James, Colleen and I just walked around drank and danced wearing sunglasses everywhere looking like bad asses for  2 days. I did start to get pretty sick and my voice was completely gone for a time, but what was I suppose to do? I still had to be there for another day, and god save me from Reno whilst sober. Everyone had a great time, but it is decided… I am a Vegas guy.

When I look back on my week, the best part of was playing with my 18 month old cousin Mira (well, cousin’s daughter… second cousin?). We played with bubbles, drew with chalk, and mostly she just chased me and played “sleepy sleep” (thats when she says “sleepy sleep”, and we pretend to be asleep for like 5 seconds.) Out of all the “fun” I had drinking and clubbing this week, this was the most genuine fun. I love children and I am super good with them. But it’s fleeting, at this age they will hardly remember me and when she is 10 I will be 30. And we wont play together anymore. This happened to too many people for me, and its the burden of being younger in an older family.  What I’m saying is that I do long for having children in my life, lets hope for being the fun uncle Devin first. Not too soon…

I have a desperate need to find a job now. Having my own earned money in my pocket will help my perspective. That is this weeks goal. Haven’t even drank or smoked in a few days and I feel better. Crazy huh? Yay me. The past few days I have done nothing, just rehabd at home and played sleepy sleep by myself. and that what I needed. Hibernation.

I have been realizing more and more that anyone can read this. And I have stopped being discrete. Which is kind of empowering actually. I don’t mean to do this for shock value, but to be true to myself. But seeing my hits increase back to the hundreds gives me anxiety. But again I thank you all so much for coming and reading.

Now the reason you are all here I’m sure…

CUTE BABY PICTURES!!!!

(I didn’t edit them, so the Mira files are huge, might take a minute to load)

peace

I will blog about LOST real soon!!

Me & Ruthie at Club 21

Sorry for the delay, I AM still working on the HUGE 2009 recap post. And believe me, it is huge. But meanwhile that shouldnt stop me from blogging like usual.

I have been doing super good recently. I am back in school. I am in a relationship now (more on that later…). I have been seeing a lot of my friends recently. I am drinking again, but I am generally responsible with it, so that’s good. Adie is trying to get me a job at Jamba Juice, I am not proud of this, I kinda hate t hate that I’m doing it. But it has reached the point of ridiculousness and I need $. The icing on the cake is I just auditioned for Philaldelphia Story at ARC, and I feel really good about it. I am at the point where I’m not nervous, and I know I audition well, and past that there is nothing else I can do. It’s oddly comforting. We shall see if I get a call back.

Also, my Grandma kinda lives here in Sacramento with me and my mom now. Long story. But it’s not so bad. Sorta changes my lifestyle though.

Thought I would just give you guys a heads up about everything.

Peace.

<<<My theme for 09.

Thought I would check in for one last update before 2009 is officially over. I am working on a very large all inclusive year in review post that isn’t quite ready yet, plus I want to include New Years Eve in it. Speaking of which, me and a big group of people Ruthie, Johnny Farns, Terri, etc. are heading to San Francisco for new years drunken shenanagins. Well were meeting at my sisters place in Pleasanton for drinks first then taking BART into the city. I will surely report on what kinda trouble we get into.

After all, No Drink December ends today! woot, it was really good for me. Made me really realize some of my drinking habits and the fact that alcohol really isn’t my problem, my problem is excess. I learned that when I defected to other drugs while I wasn’t drinking. But I have always had a problem with excess even if its just hanging out with people; I drown in a sea of acquaintances, social activities,  and parties. But I digress, I at least know this better about myself now. And will change my habits. I was actually surprised how easy it was to not drink for a month, I feel like I should maybe take a year off. Or ya know, I could just drink responsibly.

Tomorrow (Jan. 1st) is Johnny Farns’ 21st birthday. So we will be also celebrating that at midnight tonight. Tonight will be good.

look for my 2009 year in review post in a couple days.

So long 2009, you were pretty good to me. Way better than fuckin 2008.

peace.