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Behold the Blue Frenzy
April 16, 2002
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I promised it'd be big, *didn't* I? And you should have believed me if you didn't. If you did, well, now don't you feel all SMART and stuff? As well you should. ::grin::
Yes, today *is* my grand-happy comic number 5-0, fifty comics under my belt already and many MANY more to go. Yay and everything. See, now I'm all *tired* of pre-celebrating it and stuff, and just want to curl up in a corner and rest for a while, but nope, got papers to do, things to read, and so I'm getting unceremoniously dumped out of my happy hammock of joy and onto the cold, hard ground of Reality. Poopie. But that's Life, and also what makes the act of *making* a comic that's so facetious about it so fricking FUN. Yes indeedy, damn skippy.
Wow... it appears that we of Bad Comedy aren't pulling any punches this semester, as a five-day-a-week rehearsal schedule has just been set in motion, and the lot of us are shrieking and scrambling around to try and get our shit together. I can't say much, but this next show (on the 26th and 27th, watch out, that's not even TWO WEEKS away!) is going to involve tasteless jokes, intriguing dancing, and falling down, and I love the very idea of it. Oh, and trust me, I'm not going to shut up about it anytime soon, I can promise you that. I know you're all SO excited too.
Ah, tax refund time... when an hour's frustration on the web yields glorious showers of petty change. Any DAY now, that is. I still await my piddling but much-welcomed turnout, and perhaps even plan to buy myself one of my loverly bits of merchandise, found most helpfully in my Stuff section. Go ahead, click it - it won't bite. Follow where it beckons and take in the glory it gives. Don't be afraid. It is wise and gentle.
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All right, it's been confirmed: I have NO IDEA what I'm talking about. Wow. Gonna finish my Poetry homework, act like I have some common grasp of the English language, and be contented with life. Ah yeah. Brain escaping as we speak... pity, and it just got back from that fleeing that Contemporary American Lit paper on Thursday night. Oh well. Take care everyone, and good luck keep in your brains in your skulls. Better luck than MINE! Hahaha! ::falls over in a coma::
Wooble,
Annie "Blue" VM
Not much to say
When you're high above the muckey-muck
- Tenacious D
"Wonderboy"
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