You know what I'm talking about. You see something awkwardly black and fuzzy sitting on your white sock, and have a split-second panic attack cause it could be a spider. But then you realized it's just a strand from the black shag rug, or a piece of hair from Brownie's mane.
And then we calm down.
Not sure why I torture myself with black fuzzy things to give me black-fuzzy mini-heart attacks.
On another note.
I feel like a super accomplished thespian today. I managed to unscrew all the lights in the catwalks, and focused them, and sorted them, AND painted stripes on the wall today. :) If I could figure out how to paint sets for a living... That'd be the shit. :)
And now I need to memorize a story for my story telling class that I'm a little behind in. :D
Oh oh oh oh, and Mom and Dad are coming to the play!! :D I'm super stoked. :DD
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March 28, 2011
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