Elegant Complications

People say it's good to talk about your feelings; that it releases stress and keeps you from driving yourself mad. I've never been one to keep a consistant written diary as my mind thinks faster than my hands can write. I still keep one, but it's only for things that I feel I need to write down.

This will work as a sort of therapy for me; my life being as crazy as it gets sometimes. Take what I say with a grain of salt as my moods change as often as the tides. I never mean to offend, only to speak what I feel.

For the sake of privacy, all the names I use are fake and are in no way connected to the real people of whom I speak.

Good things come to those who wait.

Today as I started work I was pleasantly surprised to be told that this would be my last day as a blackout and tomorrow as well as the rest of the run I no longer need to come in black.

That’s right, this little rookie just got promoted to a monster!

Was I thrilled?
Yes!

I can’t wait to start!

A fresh breath does the body good

It feels so nice to do something you’ve been meaning to do for weeks.

Let’s hope this productive streak keeps up!

Alan and I are better then ever right now. He’s being a dream and doing all the right things. Just got back from spending three nights at his house and it was just the breather I needed. Despite being away from home I was very productive and was able to have a mini vacation and have a lazy day. He was just the inspiration I need and now I’m filled with a whole new energy. Love can do amazing things.

The first week of Haunt kicked my butt. The next week starts the day after tomorrow. I’m ready for it this time. I will not let it beat me.

Bring it on!

A room in my maze. Home to the little girl lost in her mind.

A room in my maze. Home to the little girl lost in her mind.

Sweet Dreams…

Sweet Dreams…

You try dealing with people like you.

You aren’t funny, so stop trying to scare the monsters.

You aren’t talented, so let the monsters do their job.

You aren’t sly, so stop trying to steal the props.

You aren’t the first, so wipe that grin off your face.

We can see you.
We talk about you when you’re gone.
We trade stories about our worst guest of the night, namely you.
We roll our eyes when you laugh in our faces or giggle with your friends.

And though we may not be able to touch you or curse at you, at least we’re making more money then you.

So the next time you wonder why us Blackouts are so harsh just think about this: you try dealing with people like you.

I love you

Today I finally got home from Alan’s house. While it started out rocky (he not getting to his place until 1am instead of 9pm) I would have to say it was well worth the wait.

We talked about all sorts of things and I knew by the end of that night that things were getting exponentially better.

We played Sims 3 until I don’t know when and it was a blast. Then we went to bed where we made wonderful, romantic, and passionate love. Afterwards he took me by surprise by inviting me to shower with him, and it was just what I needed. He was romantic, spontaneous, and giving his undivided attention to me. We snuggled and fell asleep together soon afterwards. I couldn’t ask for a better reunion.

The next slept in until 2 pm and I had mini naps throughout the day. He took another shower while I did as well and after watching some television, I went with him to drop off a job application at Game Stop. We had some coffee at Starbucks and a snack at Carls Jr before we headed back to his place.

Once we got there we played more Sims and I decided to stay one more night, I was having so much fun! We watched True Blood, he made me a root beer float after we ate In-n-Out, and we stayed up until 3am playing Sims. Afterwards he seduced me and we made love once again. We talked about what we felt until we fell asleep.

The next morning he kissed me good bye before he quickly went to his chiropractor appointment. When he came back he woke me softly and we had yet another lazy day just bonding until he went to work at 5pm and I went home.

Tomorrow we get to do our last Space Trek show at the Melodrama show so we get to act and spend time together. I can’t wait!

I love that man to pieces. Any worries I had are gone and I couldn’t be happier.

I love you Alan.

He can take a hint

So I got to talk to Alan about how I felt and, taking the hint, told me that I could indeed spend the night like we planned and he would call in and tell the other directors that he had car troubles.

Hopefully we’ll finally get to spend some quality time together and work things out. I love that man with all my heart and I can’t stand having these scary feelings inside me.

Until next time!

I miss you

So lately my boy Alan and I haven’t been able to see very much of each other. The times that we do get to be together are always spent with his brother or one of his friends. Lately it’s been bothering me since in a week or two we will barley get a glimpse of each other because of my school and work schedule.

Yesterday he told me we could spend all of Thursday together if I spent the night on Wednesday. It would work perfectly. I don’t have school on Thursday, and we both have somewhere to be on Wednesday until we got together in the late evening. I would leave Thursday afternoon when he would head to rehearsal.

Today he told me that he was heading to meet his friend two hours before he would head to rehearsal, and in the morning he would be leaving to build a set for a show.

If I stayed the night, I’d be spending most of the day alone or with his brother and his girlfriend. Don’t get me wrong, they’re nice people but I want to spend time with Alan, not another gushy couple.

It hurts that he seems to be spending more time with everyone but me. I miss him. I wish he would be my boyfriend again. When I see couples all sweet together it breaks my heart.

I miss you Alan.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense

—Mark Overby

Today marks the first overcast day of fall where I am.
Let the haunting season begin.

Today marks the first overcast day of fall where I am.

Let the haunting season begin.