Have my aunts bottle me some water from Mexico and send it over. I figure i'll pop a couple electrolyte tabs a day to keep myself from getting too dehydrated and let the water work it's magic. Yay! It's totally going to work.
Me neither...just checking.
Royce: Uh...why? I dont do the smokey smokey
Nick: Yeah, but you know people who do and you're from there
Royce: You can get one anywhere. Longs I think.
Nick: Uh....
Royce: or there is that place downtown, its called...uh...the pipe shopee?
Anyway, I know we all care (I was very proud of it cause it's something new, so dont be a hater). Moving on past the bruise. While we were throwing basket tosses yesterday I think I may have hurt my hand. Well, I think it may be a bit broken or fractured or whatever. I'm sure it doesnt help that the flyer stands on my hands and then we throw them. Anyway, we have a performance this weekend in Reno for pride and I dont have time to visit the doctor, so I'm thinking...I'll just tape really well? Hopefully that works, otherwise, I'll end up making a stop on the way home at urgent care. :p lame. My thumb still isn't healed from when i jammed it into someones back while catching a stunt during tryouts. Lame, but stay tuned for injury updates from this upcoming weekend.
Apparently...it's Japanese food for Portuguese people...
Janet (2:50:31 PM): im taking my parents to a sushi restaurant today
royce (2:51:04 PM): nice,
Janet (2:51:19 PM): yes sir , my parents barely eat chinese. they are gonna trip out
royce (2:51:44 PM): where are you taking them?
Janet (2:51:55 PM): my fave spot sushi okawa
royce (2:52:10 PM): are they going to eat anything?
Janet (2:52:26 PM): we shall see. chop sticks bro. my mom is gonna tip out . immigrants + chop stickes = fun
For the record, hilarity also ensued after my parents came to my dim sum breakfast earlier this year...but only after my then boyfriend casually mentioned something that made the whole table go silent...yeah...that was the best gift EVER! But I digress, they are not immigrants.
I think this entry, or examination into my life has been a long time coming. I’ve wanted to write it for a long time, but never really wanted it to come from a place of anger. Total the anger subsided and I let the pain wash over me.
I’ve been keeping very busy, at least that’s what I tell everyone. Work, cheer, gym, its all for a reason. I’ve not wanted to deal with whats in my head, I don’t think a lot of us do, but sometimes you just can’t ignore it anymore. Today I slept. All day. I had one of those, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing or where I’m going days. Its no ones fault.
March 30th, 2008 on my personal calendar has two things listed. Gymnastics, and Broke Up. In three days I will have been single for 4 months. I hate it. I don’t really hate being ‘single’ I guess, as much as I miss having someone to share my life with. Thank god I have amazing friends and family who I can call day or night, just to talk, make last minute plans with. Today I was alone. Today was the first day in 4 months that I’ve felt alone.
I know its supposed to be getting easier, but it’s not. The whole fake it till you make it thing is so exhausting I can’t even describe it. My soul is crushed. I can’t ignore it, I wish I could. This is the part in the blog where I tell myself to stand up, dust off my pants, straighten my shirt, smooth my hair and move on. I don’t know if you have ever been there, but it’s the point when you just want to sit. The thought of moving on is painful, much less actually doing it, plus I’m far too tired to stand.
I’d like to leave this entry on a upbeat note, but I just want this day to end so I can start again tomorrow. Plaster on a smile, go through the motions and maybe it will be different. Maybe faking it will turn into making it soon enough.
PS, well all know I'm an ass, get over it.
That is all :)
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I'm SUCH A HOMO! its shit like that which will get me kicked out of the lonestar

Not that any of the 5 of you dont already know the answer to these questions you'd be asking, here is a fun meme.
Ask me a question about EACH of the following:
- Friends
- Sex
- Music
- Religion
- Love
- Blogging
Then post this on your blog and see what questions you get asked!
Laura is currently home from the Peace Corps in DC for medical stuff. As she adjusts to life...
Laura: is today the 5th?
Laura:thurs?
Royce: yes
Royce: feels like friday
Laura:i thought it was
Royce: only , if it was friday, i'd be going to Stevies
Laura: oh yeah
Laura:can you grab some of my stuff from her place?
Royce: sure, email me a list
Royce: cause you knwo i'll forget otherwise
Laura: ok, i've got to think
Laura:red yoga pants
Laura: and anythng kind of cute that you're used to seeing me in that I might want to wear or bring back with me
Royce: haha, ok
Laura:i need stuff to wear while I'm there, in Portland and wandering around pride
Royce: your lazy bear t-shirt and H<3M<3 t-shirt?
Royce: haha
Laura: lol
Laura:i totally forgot about my I love homo's shirt
Laura: that would be perfect
Royce: i'm pretty sure i have it in my apartment, i'll have to track it down
Laura:YOU have it??
Royce: someone had to keep it safe
Laura: um, i threw a sheep at myself on facebook
Laura:how do i do that to other pp?
I love that girl.
Laura: alright, i'm taking my fever to bed
Laura: i forgot I took some tylenol pm and all of a sudden things started to get blurry
Royce: ok
Royce: feel better
Royce: and relax this weekend
Laura: i will thanks
Royce: no plowing fields for you missy
Laura: haha, what about push ups and sit ups?
Royce: nah
Royce:
Royce: save those for me
Laura: oh, i lost 5lbs after my plague last weekend
Laura: maybe i should send you a bottle of water?
Royce: It's 80's!
Nick: ok....
Royce: It's footloose <does little 80's jig in chair>
Nick: I dont know why people go crazy over that movie
Royce: Yeah, it really wasn't that good
Nick: Really not good. People are always like "Oh, Footloose, it's great. Lets watch people jump about."
Royce: Totally. I mean, it's not Oscar worthy, like Girls Just Wanna Have Fun or Beaches
Nick: I'm going now.
Its when you think you’re ok with hearing about adventures and they make you cringe inside, physically ache and no longer do you feel stressed or worried, because you’re filled with sorrow. You feel rejected all over again, it feels like it did the first time they told you that they were leaving you, you’re not what they want and they deserve to be happy. You don’t make them happy, they don’t think you can. You let down someone you love, and you hurt, and they have moved on and it makes your heart ache.
I tell people I really have no desire to go to NYC, and for the most part, I dont. Well, I didnt want to, until I found this. Now I'm thinking about flying out just so I can see a leather handbag the color of an old man's scrotum speak with an Italian accent. I wonder if Christina will be there.
Please try and address that in future
Sincerely,
Me
Jon: It's your fault I'm sick!
Me: Was there a makeout session I missed?
Jon: No, but all my lugies have little faux-hawks on them
Me:...
I got pwnd

