Changes

ugh...

so today wasn't that bad of a day, ran errands, ate, and cleaned the theatre. Then, my father and i went to drop some stuff off the The Directors of "Hair" and he begin stepping on my toes and not trusting me and then proceeds to get mad at me when i confront him about it. He's been doing this since i've bee home.

if you don't know the story here it is: my father had a stroke, he and i both agree that he needs to take it easy on his body or it will ape shit on hi again. so i volunteered to come back this summer and help him out with this theater that he started, helping him direct this show and serving as TD, LD, PM, SM, LBO, and Dir Of Marketing, ugh, don't worry its not as bad as it sounds... but ever since i've been home he has been stepping on my toes and accusing me of taking over "HIS" theatre...

no dad i'm not. i'm not. i'm not.

ugh... then downside to being home. but i am helping him with his stuff and appointments so... what can you do?

but i need to look up! the gap is tomorrow! WOOO!

i miss my friends, granted my dog is AWESOME but i would to hold an intelligent (or drunk) conversation with UNI people... like allison, michael, nick, smash, mama kyle, hat attack, sam.........., RAR, hudsey, stephy, and so many others

(btw if i didn't name you I don;t wanna seem like i'm trying to please everyone, get over it)

"Time may change me / But I can't trace time"