Yesterday was Van Gogh's birthday. I thought it would be fun to celebrate by playing Pin the Ear on Van Gogh but we made seed mosaic sunflowers instead.

And tomorrow is April 1 and the start of my new and productive life, because new and productive lives should always start on the first day of the month. In my new and productive life I will not:

1)Waste time wandering around library looking for answers in books when they are clearly not there because if they were I would have found them already
2)Procrastinate
3)Knock roommate's toothbrush into toilet bowl at 10:30 at night necessitating fervent apology and promise of new better toothbrush at dawn
4)Drink on school nights
5)Oversleep repeatedly on Saturday mornings and miss 9:00 ashtanga yoga class
6)Skip over boring parts of newspaper
7)Read novels on the bus when should be working on learning lines
8)Eat peanut butter from the jar and drink orange juice from the carton for breakfast
9)Wear unmatching socks
10)Brood and weep over men who are obviously Just Not That Into Me

Still merrily alternating here between hating and crying.

Fortunately I find it impossible to do both simultaneously.

Boys are stupid and dumb and the supposedly nice ones are the worst. They deserve to be dipped in honey and covered in red ants and mocked unmercifully until they cry like little children. (If there are any boys reading this they are of course exempt from the above statement).

In addition to my latest miserable boy fiasco I just lost my FAVORITE all-time role in my FAVORITE all-time play to a good friend and I am trying to rise above my devouring jealousy and be happy for her. Even though she had my script for two weeks before auditions so I was unable to look at it.

Enough with the happy happy shit. I am back in curmudgeon mode and life is back to normal.

You know how sometimes something really good happens and you don't want to talk about it because it won't seem as wonderful if you do and you're scared you're going to jinx it if you say anything?

That's why I've been so quiet lately.

Hee hee.